Power (2014–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Not Exactly How We Planned - full transcript
A New York nightclub owner runs into an old flame and faces up to a threatening presence from his secret dealings in the world of drugs.
♪ 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 ♪
♪ Homie, I grew up in hell,
a block away from heaven ♪
♪ That corner, every 15 minutes
it move a seven ♪
♪ Pure snow, bag it,
then watch it go ♪
♪ Occupational options,
get some blow or some hos ♪
♪ Shoot the bowl or the strap,
learn to rap or to jack ♪
♪ Fuck it, man, in the meantime
go ahead and pump a pack ♪
♪ This my regal royal flow,
my James Bond bounce ♪
♪ That 007,
that 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 you ♪
♪ 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 the poorest part ♪
♪ Bright lights, city life,
I gotta make it ♪
♪ This is where it goes round ♪
♪ Yeah♪
♪ I just happen
to come up hard ♪
♪ Legal or illegal, baby,
I gotta make it. ♪
( Music playing )
( vocalizing )
Ripped By mstoll
♪ Go, let's go, now ♪
♪ The Cristal finished,
the rosé done ♪
♪ I'm leaving, I just gotta ask you
if you wanna come ♪
♪ I start out with your name,
then I get a number ♪
♪ We end up on a yacht
in St. Barths this summer ♪
♪ I hustle like I'm hungry,
to blow it like the wind ♪
♪ That's when the cycle
starts over again ♪
♪ I could be your homie,
talk with you when you're lonely ♪
♪ I love being a friend
right now begins... ♪
( Indistinct chattering )
Tell me I'm beautiful.
You know you are.
Boss is here.
- ( Music playing )
- Y'all hear that?
"The boss is here."
♪ Freedom... ♪
- To Truth.
- All: To Truth!
- Woman: I know, girl.
- Woman #2: Whoo!
Let me make some rounds.
- Baby, I'll be back.
- Where you going?
- I gotta handle some details.
- Don't you have people for that?
( laughs )
It's called customer service,
Tasha.
I do this part myself.
Excuse me.
More champagne, more vodka,
- more everything.
- Ooh, wait, wait, hold up.
Bring some Henny
and bring some Patron.
♪ Freaky, freaky boys,
tell me what you wanna do... ♪
Head count's at 400
and it's not even midnight.
Fire marshal told us
to keep it under 325,
so if he shows up,
we're fucked.
Place is fucking bananas.
You might be worth the risk.
I told you that's all behind me now,
and I delivered.
It's the best goddamn nightclub
opening the whole year.
- My whole database turned out.
- Yeah, you know the right people.
And it's banging tonight,
but we stay in business
if we keep the music hot,
the women hotter,
and make it damn near impossible
to get in this fucking door.
- Even for my VIPs?
- Come on, fuck your VIPs.
We gonna redefine the word.
♪ I got that super swag comin',
just wish you had that ♪
♪ You posin' on my limo,
but you slackin' real bad ♪
♪ You lookin' for yo nigga,
now you askin', "Where he at?" ♪
♪ Don't worry, when I'm done,
I'll make sure I send him back... ♪
Man:
Boss.
Hey, boss.
They want you downstairs.
- Who wants me?
- Tommy.
Should I come, too?
You wait in the car.
- ♪ Who you think you rollin' with? ♪
- ♪ Rollin' with... ♪
You think you can fucking steal from me
and then just walk the fuck away?
I didn't do anything, man.
She don't know nothing!
Okay, look! Hey, hey, look!
Hey, I stole from you.
Okay, it was me.
Look, please, man.
- Okay, it's not her fault.
- ( woman crying )
You're right there, Miguel.
It's not Maria's fault, it's yours.
You have your opportunity
to make this right.
All you have to do is tell me
where you hid my shit.
I can't. I can't.
He's not listening to me, Maria.
Here, you talk to him.
( Speaking Spanish )
- What the fuck is going on?
- Ghost, meet Miguel Alvarez
and his fiancée Maria.
Cruz was driving his route
when this motherfucker jumped him,
shot him in the head.
- Cruz, so he got--
- The money! A whole day's paper.
- We get it back?
- No.
He handed it off before
Victor tracked him down.
Wasn't enough to kill him.
This greedy motherfucker
stole Cruz's phone,
led us right to his place.
Found him in bed with her.
Moron thought
he was home free,
about to have
his celebration fuck.
( Maria crying )
Why the fuck
would you bring him here?
- Hmm?
- It's opening night.
I got a full house upstairs.
I thought you'd want to teach
this motherfucker a lesson.
- And the girl?
- He needed some persuasion to talk.
What?
We got to let her go.
Tommy, think.
This girl has brothers, cousins,
someone who
gives a fuck about her.
You fuck with her,
they come running, looking for her.
They come with machetes
or they come with guns.
Hermanos Taínos,
Soldado Nation.
People we deal with,
or worse, people we don't.
- Say good-bye to Maria, Miguel.
- No, Miguel.
( Maria speaking Spanish )
Hey, I'm sorry.
Miguel, por favor.
Miguel, please!
Miguel! Miguel!
Go home, take a shower.
I'll send my man here with you, okay?
You give him these clothes.
You go to work tomorrow
like nothing happened.
If somebody ask you,
you and Miguelito broke up, understand?
( Speaking Spanish )
You were never here.
Si! Si!
You stay with her
till she's out of the shower,
- then burn her clothes.
- Miguel!
Maria! I'm sorry!
Miguel!
Well, well,
here we are, Miguelito.
( Speaks Spanish )
You and me,
two men who would rather
be anywhere but here.
I know I had other plans.
How about you?
I know you had a plan,
Miguel.
You didn't hit
my moneyman by chance.
Someone told you where to go,
who to hit.
Man, I ain't gonna tell you shit.
Mira, mira.
We let Maria go.
Tell me who set this up,
- and I'll let you go, too.
- I can't. I can't. I can't.
Ple-- please, man.
Please, okay?
I swear to God.
I swear to God. Oh, God.
( Speaks Spanish )
We both know how this ends.
Neither one of us walks
out of here a happy man, huh?
I don't wanna rat.
I don't.
- What?
- Yes.
Mrs. St. Patrick.
You seen the boss?
I want to show him
the numbers so far tonight.
- We're killing it.
- No, but you can show them to me.
I don't know
if I'm supposed to do that.
You can show them to me.
We're having an amazing night.
Off the charts.
If you say so.
He's cute.
Your problem is, Miguel,
you suffer from a serious case
of misplaced loyalty.
The men you're protecting
sent you out to steal
from the wrong
motherfuckers tonight.
Either they overestimated you
or they underestimated us,
but they left you hanging
out to dry, partner.
( Groans, coughs )
( gun cocks )
Tell me who hired you
and then you
can come work for us.
( Speaks Spanish )
You still have a choice,
Miguelito.
( Speaks Spanish )
( Miguel speaks Spanish )
I'm not afraid to die.
And I'm not afraid to kill you.
Uhh!
Clean that up.
I want this shit spotless,
like it never fucking happened!
This shit makes no sense.
We had 19 drivers
delivering product tonight, right?
20.
Sabueso caught a bachelor party.
- Had to stay on to deliver.
- And this motherfucker here hits Cruz
when he's holding the money
from all the day runs?
Plus we did that brick drop tonight.
- The wholesale shit.
- Right.
So Cruz is carrying today's cash
from our whole
fucking organization, Tommy.
The whole fucking organization.
If he gets here 20 minutes later,
after he's made
the drop at the house,
they get nothing.
What does that tell you?
Asshole was working
with one of our people.
What if it's someone who knows
our fucking business?
Taínos, Rock Street Killers,
Soldado Nation.
Why would they bite
the hand that feeds them?
They fuck with us,
they lose their distro.
Because everybody hates
middle management, man.
Maybe they wanted
to go straight to the source.
Shit, none of these guys
got the stones
to fuck with Lobos directly.
Still, the Soldados or Hermanos Taínos
wanted to take us down,
they'd hit all our people, all at once.
Which means we have to take
everybody off the street now.
Close the store?
We can't afford to get hit again.
If one of our people is behind this,
we don't know who they're working with.
We don't know who to hit back.
We can't stand around
with our dicks in our hands
waiting on the other guy
to make his next move.
( phone dialing, ringing )
( cell phone ringing )
- Yo. What's up?
- We're canceling Christmas.
Shut it all down now.
- ( Music playing )
- Man: ...you better share.
- Man #2: Right here.
- Man: Take it all off.
Woman:
Uh-huh, come on, papi.
- Man: You better share!
- Woman: Come on, baby, take it off.
Just buy enough
to keep the girls happy.
We got a long night ahead of us.
♪ I know you want to ♪
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up
in the air and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up
in the air and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up
in the air and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ I know you want to ♪
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up
in the air and stay there ♪
- ♪ Jump up in the air and stay there ♪
-( phone beeping )
- ♪ Jump up in the air and stay there ♪
- ( cell phone ringing )
- ♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
- ♪ Jump up in the air and stay there ♪
- ( cell phone ringing )
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ I know you want to ♪
♪ Reach to the higher level ♪
♪ Much further from the devil ♪
♪ Until you feel the weather ♪
♪ I know you want to... ♪
- Shit.
- What?
- I gotta go.
- Wait, where you going?
Wait.
Where you going?
Dude? I'm the best man.
What the fuck
am I supposed to do now?
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up
in the air and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up
in the air and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up
in the air and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ I know you want to... ♪
( Dance music playing, cheering )
Table 45 was
drinking Watari Bune Sake.
Take that back to the bar,
and when you're done,
flip the bottles at 72, 68, and 64.
- They all need to order another round.
- I think they're slowing down.
Then get them up and out, Holly.
We got people outside
who want to give us their money. Go.
Oh, my God, I had so much fun.
I know, me, too, girl.
Thanks for coming.
- All right, babe. Call me later.
- All right.
Okay.
- Get home safely, Lakeisha.
- Hi. Thank you.
- Everything okay?
- Yeah.
You good?
Entertaining our guests?
It's late, baby.
Why don't we go home?
You know, we could do a little
celebrating of our own.
You take the car.
Send Shawn back for me.
- Alex.
- Alex: Yup?
Can you please
escort my wife to the door?
Night, T.
I'm sticking around.
Going home now,
Mrs. St. Patrick?
Where else would I go?
( Dance music playing,
indistinct chattering )
See that, Pop?
I did it.
Your boy did it.
I've been looking all over for you.
Everyone got clear.
No problems. Nobody tried shit.
All the hustling, all the work.
From working the corner
for Breeze and Kanan.
It brought us here.
You know, for two knuckleheads
that grew up like us, Tommy,
to make it in the city, man,
ain't no small shit.
We lost 200K tonight,
before we closed the store.
Plus whatever we lost since.
We make up for that selling drinks?
- The money ain't the real problem.
- Fuck that, it's not the real problem.
No, the real problem is we need
to find out who the fuck is behind this.
Miguel died tonight to protect them.
We need answers.
Quick.
Especially after we tell
Lobos we got hit.
Shit, I say we don't tell him.
He ain't gotta know about this.
- We pay him, get the fuck out of there.
- Nah.
We gotta get out in front of it, man.
Only six months we're working for him.
We got no history built.
Lobos finds out about this,
and we ain't say shit?
It's our ass anyway.
We got his product sitting
in a goddamn shipping container
losing money by the minute.
- Your mom?
- Yeah.
She probably
can't fucking sleep again.
I'm just saying,
Lobos sets fire to people.
That guy was
fucking his sister, man.
We gotta give him his money.
Cash.
Yeah, I got half,
but it's out at my mother's.
I'll bring it tomorrow.
Hey, I heard back from Drift.
That guy over in E.O.?
He wants to get up with us next week.
Talk about buying from us.
Nah, we gotta hold off on Jersey.
Not till we find out
what the fuck's going on.
Can't expand under fire.
Hey, yo.
You got some fine-ass-looking girls
serving drinks in there,
by the way.
There was this one, red hair, tall.
What's her name?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Yeah.
- Her name is...
Don't touch the merchandise,
motherfucker.
Don't touch the...
( laughs )
You ever gonna get over
that red-haired shit?
Probably not.
( Elevator dings, doors close )
( alarm chirping )
( phone beeps )
When did you get home?
Late.
( exhales )
You know,
I could help you relax...
if you let me.
- ( Groans ) Oh, come on, Tash.
- Let me.
( moaning )
I can't. Please.
Please, man. Please.
( Ghost speaks Spanish,
Miguel speaking Spanish )
- ( both grunting )
- ( Miguel speaking Spanish )
Miguel:
I'm not afraid to die.
- Ghost: And I'm not afraid to kill you.
- ( gunshot )
( Tasha sighs )
- Come here.
- I gotta go.
What?
Where you going?
Oh, shit.
- Woman: Okay, here.
- Girl: ♪ The sun will come out ♪
- ♪ Tomorrow ♪
- Good, girl.
♪ Bet your bottom dollar
that tomorrow ♪
♪ There'll be sun ♪
Raina, what are you doing?
She's rehearsing, Mom.
The auditions for
the Loew's school play in a month,
and I want to be prepared.
I'm talking about your outfit.
It's not flattering
in your shape, baby.
How about that nice dress
I bought you?
Nobody wears dresses to school,
Big Mama.
How's Daddy's little
girly boo-boo?
- Morning, Estelle.
- Good morning.
Estelle:
We're gonna have a tea party
- and play with the castle.
- ( cell phone ringing )
Come on.
- Sit up here with Grandma.
-Lobos.
( Speaking Spanish )
- Estelle: You are getting heavy.
- So I got Spanish homework due Tuesday.
- Think Dad could hook it up?
- No, you have to do your own work, boy.
How does he know
Spanish anyway?
Yeah, Tasha,
how does he know Spanish?
I don't know.
He learned before we met.
- Shawn: Morning, Mrs. St. Patrick.
- Hey, Shawn.
Ah, Tariq, what's up, boy?
When we gonna hoop, Shawn?
I've been begging you forever.
Boy, leave him alone.
Tariq, he's busy.
Got a big job now.
You want some breakfast?
There's more than enough
to go around. Go ahead.
- Oh.
- Estelle: Come on, here.
Here's your sippy. Here's your sippy.
Good girl.
Shawn.
Let's get it.
- Son.
- What's up, Dad?
How's that history report?
You want me to read it later?
- Sounds good.
- All right.
- Have a good day.
- You, too.
- Good luck, okay?
- Okay.
Daddy loves you.
- Bye.
- Bye, baby.
- Good.
- ( girl babbles )
- Keep working on it, okay?
- Mm-hmm.
Tell your moms I said hello.
She's getting worse, you know?
I can't be out there all the time.
- ( Cell phone vibrating )
-Lobos?
Better not be changing
the fucking time again.
By the way, I'm rethinking
this whole
"tell Lobos we got hit"
idea of yours.
It's Kantos.
Let's see what he wants.
What's up?
You recognize the name
Simon Stern?
Yeah.
The cat that owns Parlay,
Verbatim, Syrup.
Yeah, plus, like, five other clubs.
He's one of the biggest
nightlife investors in New York.
His office called.
Stern told the Page Six
to write up about Truth.
Wants to sit down.
Ghost: I got a lot of shit on
my plate at the moment.
Uh, we'll talk later.
Kantos: It's a big deal.
He only talks to the major guys.
Look, with Stern behind us,
we can open up
clubs in Miami and Vegas
end of next year.
I'll call you back, man.
Tommy:
What's his problem now?
You know what?
Never mind.
We got real shit to do.
Ghost, Tommy.
Good to see you again.
You have my money, of course?
Uno, dos, tres,
cuatro, cinco, seis...
- ( man grunts )
- ( speaking Spanish )
Pedro.
Órale.
Now that the business
is out of the way,
we can eat
and enjoy ourselves, eh?
How are things?
Just fine.
Something you need to know.
Hmm?
We got hit last night.
So I heard.
- Did you catch this man?
- We got him.
He knew who to hit,
where and when.
So until we know how he got
his information, we're exposed.
- Oh, so he didn't talk?
- Unfortunately for him.
Unfortunately for you.
You took your men off the street.
Had to.
No choice.
You're losing
about $25,000 an hour.
It's good to see
that you knew enough
not to let it affect our pay schedule.
When I hired you six months ago
to be my New York distributor,
you guaranteed me a certain
level of professionalism.
You told me that the Kings,
the Bloods, the DDP--
that none of them
were worth my time.
I believe the exact words were,
"They're gangs
and we're a business."
Hmm?
You also told me
that only you could guarantee me
a safe and secure pipeline
- with no interruptions.
- Come on, Lobos.
You know in this business,
there's no guarantees.
We have a plan
to fix this situation.
Then you don't have time for lunch.
Good afternoon, gentlemen.
( Speaking Spanish )
Si.
Hmm?
I'll go see Ruiz.
You get Anibal and Rolla, deal?
- Yeah.
- See you tonight.
- And watch your back.
- You, too, motherfucker.
Full detail, right?
Even the trunk?
- Especially the trunk.
- Good.
I hate the smell of blood.
( Music playing,
indistinct shouting in Spanish )
No, he's a cheater.
You gotta watch him.
He sends his regards.
You play dominoes?
It's not a social visit, Anibal.
We got hit last night.
- My bad, I ain't hear that.
- Not a word?
Nada.
Yeah, well, a score like that
somebody will brag about.
You hear something,
50 stacks.
75 if you bring him to us alive.
Means that much to you?
If it's one of your men,
you can kill him yourself.
- We just want to watch.
- Vato.
( children laughing,
woman speaking Spanish )
If I knew who ordered it,
yeah, they'd be dead already.
( Speaking Spanish )
My money guy, same as yours.
They shot my boy, Angel.
- He had a baby on the way.
- That's fucked up.
Now, look, I know, okay,
you work with other crews.
You have to stop this
before it goes any further.
I could lend you men,
extra protection.
Nah, if they know we ride together,
I lose trust
of the Taínos and Rock Street.
Tommy and I are neutral.
Come on.
Bueno. Maybe there's something
else that we could work out.
( Car engine starts )
It's the lead, Uncle Tommy.
If I get it, it'll be, like, a huge deal
'cause I'm only in the fifth grade.
I'm sure you got the best singing voice
in the whole place, Baby Girl.
When are you
gonna stop calling me that?
I'm not the baby anymore.
Yasmine is.
I was there when you were born.
You'll always be Baby Girl to me.
Estelle:
To all of us.
- Baby Girl.
- Tommy, have some more chicken.
Mmm, oh. Mmm.
Thanks, T.
You know,
if you meet a girl who can cook,
I bet we'd never see you again.
( Chuckles )
No way that'll ever happen.
I gotta come over here
and school Tariq in Call of Duty.
- Yeah, right, Uncle Tommy.
- Ghost: Yeah, right, 'cause you know
you're not supposed to be
playing those games anyway.
Oh, my bad.
Stars for my little star.
Keep working hard on that audition.
Hey.
Wait, Daddy,
are these real diamonds?
( laughs )
What you think, huh?
If you keep this up,
you're gonna spoil her rotten.
And you don't complain
when I do it to you.
Fix me a plate, okay?
Tommy and I are gonna talk
in the office. We got work to do.
Let me see
them diamonds, Baby Girl.
Ghost:
Soldado Nation got hit, too.
- No shit.
- Ruiz got a full shipment of weapons
from his Florida connect last week.
Our drivers can have full use
till the shit blows over
or until we catch the motherfucker.
He offered to have
his people ride with ours.
- Fuck that.
- Fuck that.
The guns, though, that could work.
- I know you don't like it.
- Police stop a driver
carrying recreational weight
and some cash, Tommy, that's one thing,
but a gun in the car,
you're looking at intent to distribute,
plus the weapons charge.
- Kanan got what 15 years?
- You got a better idea?
'Cause we gotta open up
the store or Lobos will move on.
Not to mention
our people off the clock
and our customers
finding new places to cop.
Let's say we find the motherfucker
and it is one of Anibal's people
or Rock Street Killers or whoever.
- Then what?
- Then it's on.
Then we take down
the whole fucking crew.
We show them.
We show everybody.
You can't fuck with us,
like the old days
before Kanan went inside.
We were young then.
Mobile.
I got too much shit going on now
to go into hiding.
- The kids, the club--
- Oh, wait, so now the club dictates
what we do with the real business
instead of the other way around?
And we opened up
the Laundromats to clean the money.
I was fine with that,
but then you said,
"Let's open up a nightclub.
So we can hide even more."
So I agreed.
To hide the money.
Period.
What if there could be
more than that though, man?
What if it's our retirement plan?
Oh.
You mean
We grow up,
90 legit,
live happily ever after?
( Tommy laughs )
I'm sor--
( laughs harder )
We've been hustling together
our whole lives.
I love this shit and so do you.
So focus up.
I say we take Ruiz up
on his offer.
We put the boys back on the street,
and if anyone steps,
they light that motherfucker up.
Agreed?
Yeah.
We'll go out and get the guns
from Ruiz tonight.
I'll set it up.
Go without me.
Take Julio.
I gotta handle a few things at the club.
You want a place to clean our money
long-term,
it's gotta stay open, right?
Now that's the motherfucking
hustler I know talking.
I'll see you at the club later.
I'm going now.
Gotta make sure everything's
settled for tonight.
Can't that new white boy do that?
You pay him enough.
It's a business, baby.
- It needs attention 24/7.
- So do I.
Ghost, what's up?
You and Tommy
behind closed doors,
you running around
with this club. We okay?
When we met,
who'd you think I was gonna be?
Hmm?
The biggest goddamn drug dealer
in New York City.
You never thought about more?
What more?
You talking about
the club as more?
I saw the money
you made last night.
That's not more, it's less.
You are the best at what you do.
We have everything.
I just want it to stay this way.
What?
When you come
to the club tonight,
you need to look like
you own the place,
not like you trying to get in for free.
Wear that purple dress
I got you last month.
But, baby, I like this dress.
I'll send Shawn back,
give you time to change.
- ♪ Oh, shit... ♪
- ( dance music playing )
( different song playing )
Have you seen my husband?
Anybody got eyes on the boss?
The boss is prepping the DJ now.
I'll take you upstairs.
♪ Nothing's too much,
words that I live by... ♪
I know where
he'll get to me a little sooner.
♪ And that's just how I do,
do, I do ♪
♪ I'm young right now ♪
- ♪ But I won't be forever ♪
- Hey.
- ♪ So I'ma live it up
like that's true ♪
♪ You might wanna
roll with me, too ♪
♪ So I don't mean to brag,
but I live a life that... ♪
- What's up?
- The DJ brought backup dancers
who are not in the contract.
Well, we got
extra spotlights on hand?
We could find them.
Have the guys put them up?
♪ Pick a fantasy
and let me work out ♪
♪ Yeah, oh, yeah ♪
♪ Tell me where you wanna go ♪
♪ What you wanna do... ♪
Boss, where you going?
♪ Own it, own it ♪
♪ Said I'm on top of the world ♪
♪ And what I need is you ♪
♪ Said we livin' it
like we own it, own it ♪
♪ Own it ♪
♪ It's never too much ♪
♪ So just let the drinks flow ♪
♪ Later on, you can come through ♪
♪ Through, come through ♪
♪ You know you're the flyest ♪
♪ They should call you
"Your Highness" ♪
- ♪ And call me King... ♪
- Angie.
♪ All you gotta do
is leave your crew... ♪
- Jamie?
- Angela Valdes.
How long has it been?
I don't know.
Almost...
Jesus, 18 years?
♪ ...be my dream girl... ♪
You look the same.
( Chuckles )
Well, that's proof we've gotten older.
Your eyesight's going.
( laughs )
My eyes work just fine.
- What have you been doing?
- For 18 years?
Not sure there's a short answer.
Choate, college, law school--
Law school?
- Okay, big-time.
- Stop it, I'm still the same
"round the way"
girl I always was.
Same girl, huh?
Not exactly.
I don't remember that dress.
Well, I don't remember
that suit either, uptown.
What have you been up to, Jamie?
What have you been doing
all these years?
Boss, the new DJ's gonna start.
Wait, did he just call you "boss"?
I own this place.
Kantos said
he needs to talk to you now.
All right.
Um...
- Sorry, I gotta--
- You got a nightclub to run.
I get it.
♪ You deserve this crown ♪
♪ We got it sewn up ♪
♪ Because we own it... ♪
- It was good to see you.
- You, too.
You know what,
give me your number.
I ain't gonna let you
get away that easy.
♪ Tell me where
you wanna go ♪
♪ What you wanna do ♪
♪ Said we livin' it like we own it ♪
♪ Own it, own it ♪
♪ Said I'm on top of the world ♪
- ♪ What I need is you ♪
- I'll call you.
- ♪ Said we livin' it like we own it ♪
- Okay.
♪ Own it, own it, yeah. ♪
Mrs. St. Patrick, you're
not leaving, are you?
The new DJ
starts in a few minutes,
and I'm sure the boss wants
you to be here.
Shawn, meet me out front.
I'm leaving.
♪ You had your chance,
but you ruined it ♪
♪ Shattered my heart ♪
♪ Now I'm all fixed up ♪
♪ And I don't miss ya ♪
♪ I get the chance
to finally say that I'm good ♪
♪ You completely
made a fool outta you... ♪
( Muffled music playing in back )
♪ ...too ♪
♪ Come, I don't hesitate
to come for ya ♪
♪ And now you have yourself
as your proof ♪
♪ But now I'm all healed up
and I don't need ya ♪
♪ I get the chance
to finally say that I'm good ♪
♪ I'm good ♪
- ♪ Baby, I'm good ♪
- ♪ I'm good ♪
♪ Oh, baby, I'm so good ♪
- ♪ I'm good ♪
- ♪ Don't ya know I'm so damn good ♪
- ♪ I'm good ♪
♪ Yeah, baby, I'm good ♪
♪ How you just
let her walk all over you ♪
♪ With her high-heeled shoes ♪
- ♪ You're pleading to me you're ♪
- ( Tasha moaning )
♪ Incomplete now
without me there to ♪
♪ Make you feel like the man
I know you're not ♪
♪ But now I'm all fixed up ♪
- ♪ And I don't miss ya ♪
- ( Tasha moaning )
♪ I get the chance to
finally say that I'm good ♪
♪ I'm good ♪
- ♪ Ah, yeah, I'm good ♪
- ♪ I'm good ♪
♪ I don't need your shit
no more, baby ♪
♪ I'm good ♪
♪ Tired of your games
and your lies ♪
♪ Oh, yeah. ♪
( Sighs )
( indistinct chatter in Spanish )
( Speaking Spanish )
Yeah, a big shipment this time.
Víbora, we really
giving this away for free?
This time.
When we get there,
you stay in the car.
Me and Poncho
will handle the drop.
I set up the meeting
with the guy you asked.
- Good.
- Woman: Papi.
Be home by dinner so I can
take you to your mom's, okay?
Okay, Pa.
Vamonos.
Let's go, we're late.
Ghost:
Julio tell them to check the guns?
Tommy:
First thing I said to him.
Think it bothers them they don't
know who they're working for?
You think the fry cook
at Burger King knows the fucking CEO?
They wouldn't know
that motherfucker
if he walked in and asked
for extra ketchup.
Don't forget.
One of these people might be the reason
Cruz got jumped in the first place.
Yeah, well, let's hope
he or she is afraid to get shot.
We'll know soon enough.
Our soldiers are strapped now.
We should be, too.
All this shit going on,
how am I gonna explain to Tasha
I let you run around
with no piece?
Let's get 'em out on the street.
Time to make the doughnuts.
Not bad for 18 years later.
( Clattering )
Greg.
Hey, sleepyhead.
You missed our run this morning.
When you didn't show up
and you didn't answer your cell,
I thought
maybe something was wrong.
Shit.
Sorry.
Got here and you were in the shower,
so I thought I'd grab breakfast.
Greg, I thought we said
the key was just for emergencies.
Which this could've been.
This just feels a little...
You don't need to check on me.
Come on, Angela,
I think most women
would be happy to know that
someone's looking out for them.
You're right.
I'm sorry.
You just startled me is all.
Thank you.
( Cell phone vibrates )
I gotta go.
See you later?
Angela Valdes
came into the club last night.
From high school?
Wow.
- What's that--
- 18 years.
How'd she look?
Mm.
That good, huh?
Yeah, well, she married now,
she got kids?
No ring,
didn't say nothing about kids.
You tell her about yours?
- Well, we didn't talk that long.
- Oh, shit.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- What that means
is what are you
thinking about doing?
When that girl moved away,
she seriously fucked you up.
- I was there, remember?
- Aw, come on.
- That was a long time ago.
- Well, Tasha's a good woman, man.
You ain't never
fucked around on her before.
Why do you want to go sniffing
around pussy from high school?
Tommy, first of all, I can't believe
you starting some shit
about monogamy.
You got more bitches
than a goddamn pound,
but second, I know me and Tasha
got a good thing.
I'm not trying to fuck that up.
It's just got me thinking, you know,
about the road not traveled,
that's all.
"The road not traveled"?
You are a rich,
successful motherfucker.
- What more do you want?
- I want to see how Angela turned out.
No, you already
saw how she turned out.
Anything else is just you trying
to heal wounds from childhood.
You gotta stop
watching that "Dr. Phil" shit.
( Both laugh )
That man
knows what he's talking about.
( Ghost imitates Dr. Phil )
Shut up. Sit down.
- You shut up.
- No, shut up.
So long, motherfucker.
You didn't ask about that
thing we did the other night.
You clean it up like I said?
Then there ain't nothing to ask about.
- What, you think I forgot?
- Yeah, I do.
Get the fuck out of here.
Can I borrow this?
No way, girl. That's new.
But the Gucci,
you can have that.
Damn, girl.
Ghost keeps you laced.
Yo, I don't care.
I'll take your hand-me-downs
as long as you're giving them out.
So this is what
"happily ever after" looks like.
You hit the lottery, girl.
Niggas ain't
getting married like that,
and certainly not rich niggas.
He wasn't rich when I met him.
You know, Keisha,
clothes and bags are nice,
but there are some things
about Ghost you can't see.
You don't gotta
play modest with me, Tasha.
I'm not playing modest.
I'm not gonna die
of jealousy over here,
especially if you're through
with these boots.
- Hold up, what size you wear again?
- ( cell phone ringing )
You know I don't get
all this European shit.
Hey, baby.
You out shopping with Lakeisha yet?
- We're still at the house.
- Good.
I got something in the oven
I need you to take care of.
Tasha, you heard me?
I need you
to take it out before it burns.
Yes, I'm on it.
Yeah.
Thank you, baby.
Okay, I'll see you tonight.
What was that?
He left me some extra money
to go shopping.
I'll just go get it.
I'll be right back.
You see what I mean?
You hit the motherfucking lottery.
Damn.
( Cell phone dialing )
( line ringing )
( cell phone ringing )
- Hello?
- Angela.
- Jamie?
- You surprised I called?
I told you I wasn't gonna
let you get away again, and I meant it.
- Come have lunch with me.
- I can't.
I have a presentation
in front of my whole office today.
Yeah, and if I know you, you've been
studying on that shit for weeks.
( laughs )
Come on, girl.
You gotta eat.
Where?
( Indistinct chattering )
( Speaking Spanish )
I do business with niggers.
Bueno.
Bueno.
( Music playing in headphones )
New York's so different now.
City bikes,
no cars in Times Square.
White people living uptown.
( Both laugh )
You been gone a minute.
Mm.
You finally got your nightclub.
Your dad would've been proud.
I told you
about my father's nightclub?
He lost the place before we met.
I didn't remember I told you that.
Yeah, we told each other
everything back then.
Hmm.
The last time we had lunch,
I'm pretty sure there was
no linen tablecloths.
- I don't think we had chairs.
- ( both laugh )
We grabbed a slice
at the counter at Ray's on Sutphin.
You kept refilling your Coke.
The manager was giving you
that evil-ass look.
- You kept going.
- The sign said, "free refills."
- ( laughing )
- I was trying to get you
- to stay longer.
- I almost missed my train.
That was the idea.
That was the idea.
Choate was
the opportunity of a lifetime,
but that doesn't mean
it was easy to go.
Jamie, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I left the way I did.
- Your parents made you go.
- But I didn't fight them.
You said
you'd be back for Christmas.
My family moved
to Sunnyside after I left.
I had the same number.
But you were just...
gone.
And then when my pops died,
I thought then, at least,
you would reach out.
I should've been there for you.
But I just knew that if I called,
if I heard your voice,
I would go back.
I would've
dropped everything for you.
Everything my parents worked for,
everything I'd worked for.
So I made a choice.
I wouldn't have asked you
to come back.
You didn't belong in the hood.
Neither did you.
Ah.
But now we're both out,
just like we always planned.
Not exactly how we planned.
- Oh, shit.
- What?
- I gotta go.
- Now?
I gotta get back to the office.
- All right.
- Thanks for lunch.
Mm-hmm.
Mmm.
( Speaking Spanish )
- When can we do this again?
- I'll call you.
( Beeps )
Don't fill out the total.
Why not?
I'm gonna confirm
your count at the bank.
I'll take that.
Every club I've ever managed,
I always do the deposit.
There's a first time
for everything. Deposit slip.
I already signed it.
Want a fresh one?
Nah, I'm sure
yours will turn out fine.
Look,
we hired you for your contacts,
not your reputation.
Hey, about that...
boss never told me
how you found out about that.
None of your
fucking business how we know.
As long as you work for us,
this is how it goes.
We don't have a problem,
do we?
No, we don't.
( Tommy chuckles )
Was just about to send out
a search party for you.
- You're never late.
- I know. Sorry.
Lunch ran long.
Frankie, I know you went out
on a limb for me.
I'm not gonna blow it.
If you do,
it's both our asses.
Congrats on the promotion,
Valdes.
Thanks, Saxe.
- You're on this now?
- Just got assigned.
If I request reassignment,
they're gonna ask why.
I'm Francesca Lavarro,
chief of criminal division,
along with my deputy,
A.U.S.A. Angela Valdes.
I'll be leading this task force.
Our goal is the prosecution
of one of the most notorious
drug traffickers in our hemisphere,
Mexican national Felipe Lobos.
Lobos's brutality and vicious nature
are well documented.
For everyone's safety,
please remember
the task force is top secret.
And no one,
not even your families,
can know the name of the target
of this investigation.
Agent Medina, can you please
bring everybody up to speed
on Lobos's movements
in New York this week?
Lobos landed
at Teterboro Airport on Tuesday.
Once a year,
he comes to New York to meet with
his banker and his
American attorneys.
Now, he did make those meetings,
but I followed him to a third,
to meet this man...
Carlos "Víbora" Ruiz.
Leader of the Due Loco set
of the Soldado Nation gang.
We learned that, one,
Lobos has one single distributor
for his product in New York City.
Two, he's not entirely happy
with his distributor.
And three, Soldado Nation
and Ruiz are too low-rent for Lobos.
They're not organized enough
to distribute his product.
And he was not shy
in telling Mr. Ruiz
he did not give a fuck!
( laughter )
We have permission
from the Mexican government
to detain and prosecute
Mr. Lobos
if we can build
a compelling case against him.
We can't touch him unless we know
we can put him in jail.
Who can give us
the names, places, and dates
we need to convict Lobos?
His New York distributor.
Unfortunately
we have no idea who that is.
We do have a profile
of the type of criminal
we're looking for.
( Music playing )
Angela:
He's a highly organized individual
with an established network
in place.
He already knows how to move money
through the system,
is violent enough
to control his territory,
but still has something to lose...
something Lobos
can threaten to keep him in line.
So why is Lobos
looking to replace him?
What could've gone wrong?
There must be some element
out of his control.
( grunts )
( screams )
( gun cocks )
- ( gunshot )
- ( woman screams )
( whimpering )
Angela:
Whatever the reason,
this problem between Lobos
and his local guy
is exactly what we need to exploit,
because the man we're looking
for is in grave danger...
from Lobos and from us.
We can give him a way out,
but only if he decides to take it.
( Cell phone vibrating )
Tommy, what's up?
I'm on my way.
♪ They say this is a big, rich town ♪
♪ I just come from the poorest part ♪
♪ Legal or illegal,
baby, I gotta make it ♪
♪ I never took
a straight path nowhere ♪
♪ Life's full of twist 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 ♪
♪ Homie, I grew up in hell,
a block away from heaven ♪
♪ That corner every 15 minutes
it move a seven ♪
♪ Pure snow,
bag it then watch it go ♪
♪ Occupational options,
guess I'm blowing some hos ♪
♪ Shoot the bullet, the strap,
learned to rap with a jack ♪
♪ Fuck it, man, in the meantime
go ahead and pump a pack ♪
♪ This my regal royal flow,
my James Bond bounce ♪
♪ That 007, that 62 on my count ♪
I'm a undercover liar,
I lie under the covers ♪
♪ Look a bitch in the eyes
and tell her, "Baby, I love it ♪
♪ 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 happen
to come up hard ♪
♪ Legal or illegal,
baby, I gotta make it. ♪
Ripped By mstoll
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 ♪
♪ Homie, I grew up in hell,
a block away from heaven ♪
♪ That corner, every 15 minutes
it move a seven ♪
♪ Pure snow, bag it,
then watch it go ♪
♪ Occupational options,
get some blow or some hos ♪
♪ Shoot the bowl or the strap,
learn to rap or to jack ♪
♪ Fuck it, man, in the meantime
go ahead and pump a pack ♪
♪ This my regal royal flow,
my James Bond bounce ♪
♪ That 007,
that 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 you ♪
♪ 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 the poorest part ♪
♪ Bright lights, city life,
I gotta make it ♪
♪ This is where it goes round ♪
♪ Yeah♪
♪ I just happen
to come up hard ♪
♪ Legal or illegal, baby,
I gotta make it. ♪
( Music playing )
( vocalizing )
Ripped By mstoll
♪ Go, let's go, now ♪
♪ The Cristal finished,
the rosé done ♪
♪ I'm leaving, I just gotta ask you
if you wanna come ♪
♪ I start out with your name,
then I get a number ♪
♪ We end up on a yacht
in St. Barths this summer ♪
♪ I hustle like I'm hungry,
to blow it like the wind ♪
♪ That's when the cycle
starts over again ♪
♪ I could be your homie,
talk with you when you're lonely ♪
♪ I love being a friend
right now begins... ♪
( Indistinct chattering )
Tell me I'm beautiful.
You know you are.
Boss is here.
- ( Music playing )
- Y'all hear that?
"The boss is here."
♪ Freedom... ♪
- To Truth.
- All: To Truth!
- Woman: I know, girl.
- Woman #2: Whoo!
Let me make some rounds.
- Baby, I'll be back.
- Where you going?
- I gotta handle some details.
- Don't you have people for that?
( laughs )
It's called customer service,
Tasha.
I do this part myself.
Excuse me.
More champagne, more vodka,
- more everything.
- Ooh, wait, wait, hold up.
Bring some Henny
and bring some Patron.
♪ Freaky, freaky boys,
tell me what you wanna do... ♪
Head count's at 400
and it's not even midnight.
Fire marshal told us
to keep it under 325,
so if he shows up,
we're fucked.
Place is fucking bananas.
You might be worth the risk.
I told you that's all behind me now,
and I delivered.
It's the best goddamn nightclub
opening the whole year.
- My whole database turned out.
- Yeah, you know the right people.
And it's banging tonight,
but we stay in business
if we keep the music hot,
the women hotter,
and make it damn near impossible
to get in this fucking door.
- Even for my VIPs?
- Come on, fuck your VIPs.
We gonna redefine the word.
♪ I got that super swag comin',
just wish you had that ♪
♪ You posin' on my limo,
but you slackin' real bad ♪
♪ You lookin' for yo nigga,
now you askin', "Where he at?" ♪
♪ Don't worry, when I'm done,
I'll make sure I send him back... ♪
Man:
Boss.
Hey, boss.
They want you downstairs.
- Who wants me?
- Tommy.
Should I come, too?
You wait in the car.
- ♪ Who you think you rollin' with? ♪
- ♪ Rollin' with... ♪
You think you can fucking steal from me
and then just walk the fuck away?
I didn't do anything, man.
She don't know nothing!
Okay, look! Hey, hey, look!
Hey, I stole from you.
Okay, it was me.
Look, please, man.
- Okay, it's not her fault.
- ( woman crying )
You're right there, Miguel.
It's not Maria's fault, it's yours.
You have your opportunity
to make this right.
All you have to do is tell me
where you hid my shit.
I can't. I can't.
He's not listening to me, Maria.
Here, you talk to him.
( Speaking Spanish )
- What the fuck is going on?
- Ghost, meet Miguel Alvarez
and his fiancée Maria.
Cruz was driving his route
when this motherfucker jumped him,
shot him in the head.
- Cruz, so he got--
- The money! A whole day's paper.
- We get it back?
- No.
He handed it off before
Victor tracked him down.
Wasn't enough to kill him.
This greedy motherfucker
stole Cruz's phone,
led us right to his place.
Found him in bed with her.
Moron thought
he was home free,
about to have
his celebration fuck.
( Maria crying )
Why the fuck
would you bring him here?
- Hmm?
- It's opening night.
I got a full house upstairs.
I thought you'd want to teach
this motherfucker a lesson.
- And the girl?
- He needed some persuasion to talk.
What?
We got to let her go.
Tommy, think.
This girl has brothers, cousins,
someone who
gives a fuck about her.
You fuck with her,
they come running, looking for her.
They come with machetes
or they come with guns.
Hermanos Taínos,
Soldado Nation.
People we deal with,
or worse, people we don't.
- Say good-bye to Maria, Miguel.
- No, Miguel.
( Maria speaking Spanish )
Hey, I'm sorry.
Miguel, por favor.
Miguel, please!
Miguel! Miguel!
Go home, take a shower.
I'll send my man here with you, okay?
You give him these clothes.
You go to work tomorrow
like nothing happened.
If somebody ask you,
you and Miguelito broke up, understand?
( Speaking Spanish )
You were never here.
Si! Si!
You stay with her
till she's out of the shower,
- then burn her clothes.
- Miguel!
Maria! I'm sorry!
Miguel!
Well, well,
here we are, Miguelito.
( Speaks Spanish )
You and me,
two men who would rather
be anywhere but here.
I know I had other plans.
How about you?
I know you had a plan,
Miguel.
You didn't hit
my moneyman by chance.
Someone told you where to go,
who to hit.
Man, I ain't gonna tell you shit.
Mira, mira.
We let Maria go.
Tell me who set this up,
- and I'll let you go, too.
- I can't. I can't. I can't.
Ple-- please, man.
Please, okay?
I swear to God.
I swear to God. Oh, God.
( Speaks Spanish )
We both know how this ends.
Neither one of us walks
out of here a happy man, huh?
I don't wanna rat.
I don't.
- What?
- Yes.
Mrs. St. Patrick.
You seen the boss?
I want to show him
the numbers so far tonight.
- We're killing it.
- No, but you can show them to me.
I don't know
if I'm supposed to do that.
You can show them to me.
We're having an amazing night.
Off the charts.
If you say so.
He's cute.
Your problem is, Miguel,
you suffer from a serious case
of misplaced loyalty.
The men you're protecting
sent you out to steal
from the wrong
motherfuckers tonight.
Either they overestimated you
or they underestimated us,
but they left you hanging
out to dry, partner.
( Groans, coughs )
( gun cocks )
Tell me who hired you
and then you
can come work for us.
( Speaks Spanish )
You still have a choice,
Miguelito.
( Speaks Spanish )
( Miguel speaks Spanish )
I'm not afraid to die.
And I'm not afraid to kill you.
Uhh!
Clean that up.
I want this shit spotless,
like it never fucking happened!
This shit makes no sense.
We had 19 drivers
delivering product tonight, right?
20.
Sabueso caught a bachelor party.
- Had to stay on to deliver.
- And this motherfucker here hits Cruz
when he's holding the money
from all the day runs?
Plus we did that brick drop tonight.
- The wholesale shit.
- Right.
So Cruz is carrying today's cash
from our whole
fucking organization, Tommy.
The whole fucking organization.
If he gets here 20 minutes later,
after he's made
the drop at the house,
they get nothing.
What does that tell you?
Asshole was working
with one of our people.
What if it's someone who knows
our fucking business?
Taínos, Rock Street Killers,
Soldado Nation.
Why would they bite
the hand that feeds them?
They fuck with us,
they lose their distro.
Because everybody hates
middle management, man.
Maybe they wanted
to go straight to the source.
Shit, none of these guys
got the stones
to fuck with Lobos directly.
Still, the Soldados or Hermanos Taínos
wanted to take us down,
they'd hit all our people, all at once.
Which means we have to take
everybody off the street now.
Close the store?
We can't afford to get hit again.
If one of our people is behind this,
we don't know who they're working with.
We don't know who to hit back.
We can't stand around
with our dicks in our hands
waiting on the other guy
to make his next move.
( phone dialing, ringing )
( cell phone ringing )
- Yo. What's up?
- We're canceling Christmas.
Shut it all down now.
- ( Music playing )
- Man: ...you better share.
- Man #2: Right here.
- Man: Take it all off.
Woman:
Uh-huh, come on, papi.
- Man: You better share!
- Woman: Come on, baby, take it off.
Just buy enough
to keep the girls happy.
We got a long night ahead of us.
♪ I know you want to ♪
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up
in the air and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up
in the air and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up
in the air and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ I know you want to ♪
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up
in the air and stay there ♪
- ♪ Jump up in the air and stay there ♪
-( phone beeping )
- ♪ Jump up in the air and stay there ♪
- ( cell phone ringing )
- ♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
- ♪ Jump up in the air and stay there ♪
- ( cell phone ringing )
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ I know you want to ♪
♪ Reach to the higher level ♪
♪ Much further from the devil ♪
♪ Until you feel the weather ♪
♪ I know you want to... ♪
- Shit.
- What?
- I gotta go.
- Wait, where you going?
Wait.
Where you going?
Dude? I'm the best man.
What the fuck
am I supposed to do now?
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up
in the air and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up
in the air and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up
in the air and stay there ♪
♪ Jump up in the air
and stay there ♪
♪ I know you want to... ♪
( Dance music playing, cheering )
Table 45 was
drinking Watari Bune Sake.
Take that back to the bar,
and when you're done,
flip the bottles at 72, 68, and 64.
- They all need to order another round.
- I think they're slowing down.
Then get them up and out, Holly.
We got people outside
who want to give us their money. Go.
Oh, my God, I had so much fun.
I know, me, too, girl.
Thanks for coming.
- All right, babe. Call me later.
- All right.
Okay.
- Get home safely, Lakeisha.
- Hi. Thank you.
- Everything okay?
- Yeah.
You good?
Entertaining our guests?
It's late, baby.
Why don't we go home?
You know, we could do a little
celebrating of our own.
You take the car.
Send Shawn back for me.
- Alex.
- Alex: Yup?
Can you please
escort my wife to the door?
Night, T.
I'm sticking around.
Going home now,
Mrs. St. Patrick?
Where else would I go?
( Dance music playing,
indistinct chattering )
See that, Pop?
I did it.
Your boy did it.
I've been looking all over for you.
Everyone got clear.
No problems. Nobody tried shit.
All the hustling, all the work.
From working the corner
for Breeze and Kanan.
It brought us here.
You know, for two knuckleheads
that grew up like us, Tommy,
to make it in the city, man,
ain't no small shit.
We lost 200K tonight,
before we closed the store.
Plus whatever we lost since.
We make up for that selling drinks?
- The money ain't the real problem.
- Fuck that, it's not the real problem.
No, the real problem is we need
to find out who the fuck is behind this.
Miguel died tonight to protect them.
We need answers.
Quick.
Especially after we tell
Lobos we got hit.
Shit, I say we don't tell him.
He ain't gotta know about this.
- We pay him, get the fuck out of there.
- Nah.
We gotta get out in front of it, man.
Only six months we're working for him.
We got no history built.
Lobos finds out about this,
and we ain't say shit?
It's our ass anyway.
We got his product sitting
in a goddamn shipping container
losing money by the minute.
- Your mom?
- Yeah.
She probably
can't fucking sleep again.
I'm just saying,
Lobos sets fire to people.
That guy was
fucking his sister, man.
We gotta give him his money.
Cash.
Yeah, I got half,
but it's out at my mother's.
I'll bring it tomorrow.
Hey, I heard back from Drift.
That guy over in E.O.?
He wants to get up with us next week.
Talk about buying from us.
Nah, we gotta hold off on Jersey.
Not till we find out
what the fuck's going on.
Can't expand under fire.
Hey, yo.
You got some fine-ass-looking girls
serving drinks in there,
by the way.
There was this one, red hair, tall.
What's her name?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Yeah.
- Her name is...
Don't touch the merchandise,
motherfucker.
Don't touch the...
( laughs )
You ever gonna get over
that red-haired shit?
Probably not.
( Elevator dings, doors close )
( alarm chirping )
( phone beeps )
When did you get home?
Late.
( exhales )
You know,
I could help you relax...
if you let me.
- ( Groans ) Oh, come on, Tash.
- Let me.
( moaning )
I can't. Please.
Please, man. Please.
( Ghost speaks Spanish,
Miguel speaking Spanish )
- ( both grunting )
- ( Miguel speaking Spanish )
Miguel:
I'm not afraid to die.
- Ghost: And I'm not afraid to kill you.
- ( gunshot )
( Tasha sighs )
- Come here.
- I gotta go.
What?
Where you going?
Oh, shit.
- Woman: Okay, here.
- Girl: ♪ The sun will come out ♪
- ♪ Tomorrow ♪
- Good, girl.
♪ Bet your bottom dollar
that tomorrow ♪
♪ There'll be sun ♪
Raina, what are you doing?
She's rehearsing, Mom.
The auditions for
the Loew's school play in a month,
and I want to be prepared.
I'm talking about your outfit.
It's not flattering
in your shape, baby.
How about that nice dress
I bought you?
Nobody wears dresses to school,
Big Mama.
How's Daddy's little
girly boo-boo?
- Morning, Estelle.
- Good morning.
Estelle:
We're gonna have a tea party
- and play with the castle.
- ( cell phone ringing )
Come on.
- Sit up here with Grandma.
-Lobos.
( Speaking Spanish )
- Estelle: You are getting heavy.
- So I got Spanish homework due Tuesday.
- Think Dad could hook it up?
- No, you have to do your own work, boy.
How does he know
Spanish anyway?
Yeah, Tasha,
how does he know Spanish?
I don't know.
He learned before we met.
- Shawn: Morning, Mrs. St. Patrick.
- Hey, Shawn.
Ah, Tariq, what's up, boy?
When we gonna hoop, Shawn?
I've been begging you forever.
Boy, leave him alone.
Tariq, he's busy.
Got a big job now.
You want some breakfast?
There's more than enough
to go around. Go ahead.
- Oh.
- Estelle: Come on, here.
Here's your sippy. Here's your sippy.
Good girl.
Shawn.
Let's get it.
- Son.
- What's up, Dad?
How's that history report?
You want me to read it later?
- Sounds good.
- All right.
- Have a good day.
- You, too.
- Good luck, okay?
- Okay.
Daddy loves you.
- Bye.
- Bye, baby.
- Good.
- ( girl babbles )
- Keep working on it, okay?
- Mm-hmm.
Tell your moms I said hello.
She's getting worse, you know?
I can't be out there all the time.
- ( Cell phone vibrating )
-Lobos?
Better not be changing
the fucking time again.
By the way, I'm rethinking
this whole
"tell Lobos we got hit"
idea of yours.
It's Kantos.
Let's see what he wants.
What's up?
You recognize the name
Simon Stern?
Yeah.
The cat that owns Parlay,
Verbatim, Syrup.
Yeah, plus, like, five other clubs.
He's one of the biggest
nightlife investors in New York.
His office called.
Stern told the Page Six
to write up about Truth.
Wants to sit down.
Ghost: I got a lot of shit on
my plate at the moment.
Uh, we'll talk later.
Kantos: It's a big deal.
He only talks to the major guys.
Look, with Stern behind us,
we can open up
clubs in Miami and Vegas
end of next year.
I'll call you back, man.
Tommy:
What's his problem now?
You know what?
Never mind.
We got real shit to do.
Ghost, Tommy.
Good to see you again.
You have my money, of course?
Uno, dos, tres,
cuatro, cinco, seis...
- ( man grunts )
- ( speaking Spanish )
Pedro.
Órale.
Now that the business
is out of the way,
we can eat
and enjoy ourselves, eh?
How are things?
Just fine.
Something you need to know.
Hmm?
We got hit last night.
So I heard.
- Did you catch this man?
- We got him.
He knew who to hit,
where and when.
So until we know how he got
his information, we're exposed.
- Oh, so he didn't talk?
- Unfortunately for him.
Unfortunately for you.
You took your men off the street.
Had to.
No choice.
You're losing
about $25,000 an hour.
It's good to see
that you knew enough
not to let it affect our pay schedule.
When I hired you six months ago
to be my New York distributor,
you guaranteed me a certain
level of professionalism.
You told me that the Kings,
the Bloods, the DDP--
that none of them
were worth my time.
I believe the exact words were,
"They're gangs
and we're a business."
Hmm?
You also told me
that only you could guarantee me
a safe and secure pipeline
- with no interruptions.
- Come on, Lobos.
You know in this business,
there's no guarantees.
We have a plan
to fix this situation.
Then you don't have time for lunch.
Good afternoon, gentlemen.
( Speaking Spanish )
Si.
Hmm?
I'll go see Ruiz.
You get Anibal and Rolla, deal?
- Yeah.
- See you tonight.
- And watch your back.
- You, too, motherfucker.
Full detail, right?
Even the trunk?
- Especially the trunk.
- Good.
I hate the smell of blood.
( Music playing,
indistinct shouting in Spanish )
No, he's a cheater.
You gotta watch him.
He sends his regards.
You play dominoes?
It's not a social visit, Anibal.
We got hit last night.
- My bad, I ain't hear that.
- Not a word?
Nada.
Yeah, well, a score like that
somebody will brag about.
You hear something,
50 stacks.
75 if you bring him to us alive.
Means that much to you?
If it's one of your men,
you can kill him yourself.
- We just want to watch.
- Vato.
( children laughing,
woman speaking Spanish )
If I knew who ordered it,
yeah, they'd be dead already.
( Speaking Spanish )
My money guy, same as yours.
They shot my boy, Angel.
- He had a baby on the way.
- That's fucked up.
Now, look, I know, okay,
you work with other crews.
You have to stop this
before it goes any further.
I could lend you men,
extra protection.
Nah, if they know we ride together,
I lose trust
of the Taínos and Rock Street.
Tommy and I are neutral.
Come on.
Bueno. Maybe there's something
else that we could work out.
( Car engine starts )
It's the lead, Uncle Tommy.
If I get it, it'll be, like, a huge deal
'cause I'm only in the fifth grade.
I'm sure you got the best singing voice
in the whole place, Baby Girl.
When are you
gonna stop calling me that?
I'm not the baby anymore.
Yasmine is.
I was there when you were born.
You'll always be Baby Girl to me.
Estelle:
To all of us.
- Baby Girl.
- Tommy, have some more chicken.
Mmm, oh. Mmm.
Thanks, T.
You know,
if you meet a girl who can cook,
I bet we'd never see you again.
( Chuckles )
No way that'll ever happen.
I gotta come over here
and school Tariq in Call of Duty.
- Yeah, right, Uncle Tommy.
- Ghost: Yeah, right, 'cause you know
you're not supposed to be
playing those games anyway.
Oh, my bad.
Stars for my little star.
Keep working hard on that audition.
Hey.
Wait, Daddy,
are these real diamonds?
( laughs )
What you think, huh?
If you keep this up,
you're gonna spoil her rotten.
And you don't complain
when I do it to you.
Fix me a plate, okay?
Tommy and I are gonna talk
in the office. We got work to do.
Let me see
them diamonds, Baby Girl.
Ghost:
Soldado Nation got hit, too.
- No shit.
- Ruiz got a full shipment of weapons
from his Florida connect last week.
Our drivers can have full use
till the shit blows over
or until we catch the motherfucker.
He offered to have
his people ride with ours.
- Fuck that.
- Fuck that.
The guns, though, that could work.
- I know you don't like it.
- Police stop a driver
carrying recreational weight
and some cash, Tommy, that's one thing,
but a gun in the car,
you're looking at intent to distribute,
plus the weapons charge.
- Kanan got what 15 years?
- You got a better idea?
'Cause we gotta open up
the store or Lobos will move on.
Not to mention
our people off the clock
and our customers
finding new places to cop.
Let's say we find the motherfucker
and it is one of Anibal's people
or Rock Street Killers or whoever.
- Then what?
- Then it's on.
Then we take down
the whole fucking crew.
We show them.
We show everybody.
You can't fuck with us,
like the old days
before Kanan went inside.
We were young then.
Mobile.
I got too much shit going on now
to go into hiding.
- The kids, the club--
- Oh, wait, so now the club dictates
what we do with the real business
instead of the other way around?
And we opened up
the Laundromats to clean the money.
I was fine with that,
but then you said,
"Let's open up a nightclub.
So we can hide even more."
So I agreed.
To hide the money.
Period.
What if there could be
more than that though, man?
What if it's our retirement plan?
Oh.
You mean
We grow up,
90 legit,
live happily ever after?
( Tommy laughs )
I'm sor--
( laughs harder )
We've been hustling together
our whole lives.
I love this shit and so do you.
So focus up.
I say we take Ruiz up
on his offer.
We put the boys back on the street,
and if anyone steps,
they light that motherfucker up.
Agreed?
Yeah.
We'll go out and get the guns
from Ruiz tonight.
I'll set it up.
Go without me.
Take Julio.
I gotta handle a few things at the club.
You want a place to clean our money
long-term,
it's gotta stay open, right?
Now that's the motherfucking
hustler I know talking.
I'll see you at the club later.
I'm going now.
Gotta make sure everything's
settled for tonight.
Can't that new white boy do that?
You pay him enough.
It's a business, baby.
- It needs attention 24/7.
- So do I.
Ghost, what's up?
You and Tommy
behind closed doors,
you running around
with this club. We okay?
When we met,
who'd you think I was gonna be?
Hmm?
The biggest goddamn drug dealer
in New York City.
You never thought about more?
What more?
You talking about
the club as more?
I saw the money
you made last night.
That's not more, it's less.
You are the best at what you do.
We have everything.
I just want it to stay this way.
What?
When you come
to the club tonight,
you need to look like
you own the place,
not like you trying to get in for free.
Wear that purple dress
I got you last month.
But, baby, I like this dress.
I'll send Shawn back,
give you time to change.
- ♪ Oh, shit... ♪
- ( dance music playing )
( different song playing )
Have you seen my husband?
Anybody got eyes on the boss?
The boss is prepping the DJ now.
I'll take you upstairs.
♪ Nothing's too much,
words that I live by... ♪
I know where
he'll get to me a little sooner.
♪ And that's just how I do,
do, I do ♪
♪ I'm young right now ♪
- ♪ But I won't be forever ♪
- Hey.
- ♪ So I'ma live it up
like that's true ♪
♪ You might wanna
roll with me, too ♪
♪ So I don't mean to brag,
but I live a life that... ♪
- What's up?
- The DJ brought backup dancers
who are not in the contract.
Well, we got
extra spotlights on hand?
We could find them.
Have the guys put them up?
♪ Pick a fantasy
and let me work out ♪
♪ Yeah, oh, yeah ♪
♪ Tell me where you wanna go ♪
♪ What you wanna do... ♪
Boss, where you going?
♪ Own it, own it ♪
♪ Said I'm on top of the world ♪
♪ And what I need is you ♪
♪ Said we livin' it
like we own it, own it ♪
♪ Own it ♪
♪ It's never too much ♪
♪ So just let the drinks flow ♪
♪ Later on, you can come through ♪
♪ Through, come through ♪
♪ You know you're the flyest ♪
♪ They should call you
"Your Highness" ♪
- ♪ And call me King... ♪
- Angie.
♪ All you gotta do
is leave your crew... ♪
- Jamie?
- Angela Valdes.
How long has it been?
I don't know.
Almost...
Jesus, 18 years?
♪ ...be my dream girl... ♪
You look the same.
( Chuckles )
Well, that's proof we've gotten older.
Your eyesight's going.
( laughs )
My eyes work just fine.
- What have you been doing?
- For 18 years?
Not sure there's a short answer.
Choate, college, law school--
Law school?
- Okay, big-time.
- Stop it, I'm still the same
"round the way"
girl I always was.
Same girl, huh?
Not exactly.
I don't remember that dress.
Well, I don't remember
that suit either, uptown.
What have you been up to, Jamie?
What have you been doing
all these years?
Boss, the new DJ's gonna start.
Wait, did he just call you "boss"?
I own this place.
Kantos said
he needs to talk to you now.
All right.
Um...
- Sorry, I gotta--
- You got a nightclub to run.
I get it.
♪ You deserve this crown ♪
♪ We got it sewn up ♪
♪ Because we own it... ♪
- It was good to see you.
- You, too.
You know what,
give me your number.
I ain't gonna let you
get away that easy.
♪ Tell me where
you wanna go ♪
♪ What you wanna do ♪
♪ Said we livin' it like we own it ♪
♪ Own it, own it ♪
♪ Said I'm on top of the world ♪
- ♪ What I need is you ♪
- I'll call you.
- ♪ Said we livin' it like we own it ♪
- Okay.
♪ Own it, own it, yeah. ♪
Mrs. St. Patrick, you're
not leaving, are you?
The new DJ
starts in a few minutes,
and I'm sure the boss wants
you to be here.
Shawn, meet me out front.
I'm leaving.
♪ You had your chance,
but you ruined it ♪
♪ Shattered my heart ♪
♪ Now I'm all fixed up ♪
♪ And I don't miss ya ♪
♪ I get the chance
to finally say that I'm good ♪
♪ You completely
made a fool outta you... ♪
( Muffled music playing in back )
♪ ...too ♪
♪ Come, I don't hesitate
to come for ya ♪
♪ And now you have yourself
as your proof ♪
♪ But now I'm all healed up
and I don't need ya ♪
♪ I get the chance
to finally say that I'm good ♪
♪ I'm good ♪
- ♪ Baby, I'm good ♪
- ♪ I'm good ♪
♪ Oh, baby, I'm so good ♪
- ♪ I'm good ♪
- ♪ Don't ya know I'm so damn good ♪
- ♪ I'm good ♪
♪ Yeah, baby, I'm good ♪
♪ How you just
let her walk all over you ♪
♪ With her high-heeled shoes ♪
- ♪ You're pleading to me you're ♪
- ( Tasha moaning )
♪ Incomplete now
without me there to ♪
♪ Make you feel like the man
I know you're not ♪
♪ But now I'm all fixed up ♪
- ♪ And I don't miss ya ♪
- ( Tasha moaning )
♪ I get the chance to
finally say that I'm good ♪
♪ I'm good ♪
- ♪ Ah, yeah, I'm good ♪
- ♪ I'm good ♪
♪ I don't need your shit
no more, baby ♪
♪ I'm good ♪
♪ Tired of your games
and your lies ♪
♪ Oh, yeah. ♪
( Sighs )
( indistinct chatter in Spanish )
( Speaking Spanish )
Yeah, a big shipment this time.
Víbora, we really
giving this away for free?
This time.
When we get there,
you stay in the car.
Me and Poncho
will handle the drop.
I set up the meeting
with the guy you asked.
- Good.
- Woman: Papi.
Be home by dinner so I can
take you to your mom's, okay?
Okay, Pa.
Vamonos.
Let's go, we're late.
Ghost:
Julio tell them to check the guns?
Tommy:
First thing I said to him.
Think it bothers them they don't
know who they're working for?
You think the fry cook
at Burger King knows the fucking CEO?
They wouldn't know
that motherfucker
if he walked in and asked
for extra ketchup.
Don't forget.
One of these people might be the reason
Cruz got jumped in the first place.
Yeah, well, let's hope
he or she is afraid to get shot.
We'll know soon enough.
Our soldiers are strapped now.
We should be, too.
All this shit going on,
how am I gonna explain to Tasha
I let you run around
with no piece?
Let's get 'em out on the street.
Time to make the doughnuts.
Not bad for 18 years later.
( Clattering )
Greg.
Hey, sleepyhead.
You missed our run this morning.
When you didn't show up
and you didn't answer your cell,
I thought
maybe something was wrong.
Shit.
Sorry.
Got here and you were in the shower,
so I thought I'd grab breakfast.
Greg, I thought we said
the key was just for emergencies.
Which this could've been.
This just feels a little...
You don't need to check on me.
Come on, Angela,
I think most women
would be happy to know that
someone's looking out for them.
You're right.
I'm sorry.
You just startled me is all.
Thank you.
( Cell phone vibrates )
I gotta go.
See you later?
Angela Valdes
came into the club last night.
From high school?
Wow.
- What's that--
- 18 years.
How'd she look?
Mm.
That good, huh?
Yeah, well, she married now,
she got kids?
No ring,
didn't say nothing about kids.
You tell her about yours?
- Well, we didn't talk that long.
- Oh, shit.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- What that means
is what are you
thinking about doing?
When that girl moved away,
she seriously fucked you up.
- I was there, remember?
- Aw, come on.
- That was a long time ago.
- Well, Tasha's a good woman, man.
You ain't never
fucked around on her before.
Why do you want to go sniffing
around pussy from high school?
Tommy, first of all, I can't believe
you starting some shit
about monogamy.
You got more bitches
than a goddamn pound,
but second, I know me and Tasha
got a good thing.
I'm not trying to fuck that up.
It's just got me thinking, you know,
about the road not traveled,
that's all.
"The road not traveled"?
You are a rich,
successful motherfucker.
- What more do you want?
- I want to see how Angela turned out.
No, you already
saw how she turned out.
Anything else is just you trying
to heal wounds from childhood.
You gotta stop
watching that "Dr. Phil" shit.
( Both laugh )
That man
knows what he's talking about.
( Ghost imitates Dr. Phil )
Shut up. Sit down.
- You shut up.
- No, shut up.
So long, motherfucker.
You didn't ask about that
thing we did the other night.
You clean it up like I said?
Then there ain't nothing to ask about.
- What, you think I forgot?
- Yeah, I do.
Get the fuck out of here.
Can I borrow this?
No way, girl. That's new.
But the Gucci,
you can have that.
Damn, girl.
Ghost keeps you laced.
Yo, I don't care.
I'll take your hand-me-downs
as long as you're giving them out.
So this is what
"happily ever after" looks like.
You hit the lottery, girl.
Niggas ain't
getting married like that,
and certainly not rich niggas.
He wasn't rich when I met him.
You know, Keisha,
clothes and bags are nice,
but there are some things
about Ghost you can't see.
You don't gotta
play modest with me, Tasha.
I'm not playing modest.
I'm not gonna die
of jealousy over here,
especially if you're through
with these boots.
- Hold up, what size you wear again?
- ( cell phone ringing )
You know I don't get
all this European shit.
Hey, baby.
You out shopping with Lakeisha yet?
- We're still at the house.
- Good.
I got something in the oven
I need you to take care of.
Tasha, you heard me?
I need you
to take it out before it burns.
Yes, I'm on it.
Yeah.
Thank you, baby.
Okay, I'll see you tonight.
What was that?
He left me some extra money
to go shopping.
I'll just go get it.
I'll be right back.
You see what I mean?
You hit the motherfucking lottery.
Damn.
( Cell phone dialing )
( line ringing )
( cell phone ringing )
- Hello?
- Angela.
- Jamie?
- You surprised I called?
I told you I wasn't gonna
let you get away again, and I meant it.
- Come have lunch with me.
- I can't.
I have a presentation
in front of my whole office today.
Yeah, and if I know you, you've been
studying on that shit for weeks.
( laughs )
Come on, girl.
You gotta eat.
Where?
( Indistinct chattering )
( Speaking Spanish )
I do business with niggers.
Bueno.
Bueno.
( Music playing in headphones )
New York's so different now.
City bikes,
no cars in Times Square.
White people living uptown.
( Both laugh )
You been gone a minute.
Mm.
You finally got your nightclub.
Your dad would've been proud.
I told you
about my father's nightclub?
He lost the place before we met.
I didn't remember I told you that.
Yeah, we told each other
everything back then.
Hmm.
The last time we had lunch,
I'm pretty sure there was
no linen tablecloths.
- I don't think we had chairs.
- ( both laugh )
We grabbed a slice
at the counter at Ray's on Sutphin.
You kept refilling your Coke.
The manager was giving you
that evil-ass look.
- You kept going.
- The sign said, "free refills."
- ( laughing )
- I was trying to get you
- to stay longer.
- I almost missed my train.
That was the idea.
That was the idea.
Choate was
the opportunity of a lifetime,
but that doesn't mean
it was easy to go.
Jamie, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I left the way I did.
- Your parents made you go.
- But I didn't fight them.
You said
you'd be back for Christmas.
My family moved
to Sunnyside after I left.
I had the same number.
But you were just...
gone.
And then when my pops died,
I thought then, at least,
you would reach out.
I should've been there for you.
But I just knew that if I called,
if I heard your voice,
I would go back.
I would've
dropped everything for you.
Everything my parents worked for,
everything I'd worked for.
So I made a choice.
I wouldn't have asked you
to come back.
You didn't belong in the hood.
Neither did you.
Ah.
But now we're both out,
just like we always planned.
Not exactly how we planned.
- Oh, shit.
- What?
- I gotta go.
- Now?
I gotta get back to the office.
- All right.
- Thanks for lunch.
Mm-hmm.
Mmm.
( Speaking Spanish )
- When can we do this again?
- I'll call you.
( Beeps )
Don't fill out the total.
Why not?
I'm gonna confirm
your count at the bank.
I'll take that.
Every club I've ever managed,
I always do the deposit.
There's a first time
for everything. Deposit slip.
I already signed it.
Want a fresh one?
Nah, I'm sure
yours will turn out fine.
Look,
we hired you for your contacts,
not your reputation.
Hey, about that...
boss never told me
how you found out about that.
None of your
fucking business how we know.
As long as you work for us,
this is how it goes.
We don't have a problem,
do we?
No, we don't.
( Tommy chuckles )
Was just about to send out
a search party for you.
- You're never late.
- I know. Sorry.
Lunch ran long.
Frankie, I know you went out
on a limb for me.
I'm not gonna blow it.
If you do,
it's both our asses.
Congrats on the promotion,
Valdes.
Thanks, Saxe.
- You're on this now?
- Just got assigned.
If I request reassignment,
they're gonna ask why.
I'm Francesca Lavarro,
chief of criminal division,
along with my deputy,
A.U.S.A. Angela Valdes.
I'll be leading this task force.
Our goal is the prosecution
of one of the most notorious
drug traffickers in our hemisphere,
Mexican national Felipe Lobos.
Lobos's brutality and vicious nature
are well documented.
For everyone's safety,
please remember
the task force is top secret.
And no one,
not even your families,
can know the name of the target
of this investigation.
Agent Medina, can you please
bring everybody up to speed
on Lobos's movements
in New York this week?
Lobos landed
at Teterboro Airport on Tuesday.
Once a year,
he comes to New York to meet with
his banker and his
American attorneys.
Now, he did make those meetings,
but I followed him to a third,
to meet this man...
Carlos "Víbora" Ruiz.
Leader of the Due Loco set
of the Soldado Nation gang.
We learned that, one,
Lobos has one single distributor
for his product in New York City.
Two, he's not entirely happy
with his distributor.
And three, Soldado Nation
and Ruiz are too low-rent for Lobos.
They're not organized enough
to distribute his product.
And he was not shy
in telling Mr. Ruiz
he did not give a fuck!
( laughter )
We have permission
from the Mexican government
to detain and prosecute
Mr. Lobos
if we can build
a compelling case against him.
We can't touch him unless we know
we can put him in jail.
Who can give us
the names, places, and dates
we need to convict Lobos?
His New York distributor.
Unfortunately
we have no idea who that is.
We do have a profile
of the type of criminal
we're looking for.
( Music playing )
Angela:
He's a highly organized individual
with an established network
in place.
He already knows how to move money
through the system,
is violent enough
to control his territory,
but still has something to lose...
something Lobos
can threaten to keep him in line.
So why is Lobos
looking to replace him?
What could've gone wrong?
There must be some element
out of his control.
( grunts )
( screams )
( gun cocks )
- ( gunshot )
- ( woman screams )
( whimpering )
Angela:
Whatever the reason,
this problem between Lobos
and his local guy
is exactly what we need to exploit,
because the man we're looking
for is in grave danger...
from Lobos and from us.
We can give him a way out,
but only if he decides to take it.
( Cell phone vibrating )
Tommy, what's up?
I'm on my way.
♪ They say this is a big, rich town ♪
♪ I just come from the poorest part ♪
♪ Legal or illegal,
baby, I gotta make it ♪
♪ I never took
a straight path nowhere ♪
♪ Life's full of twist 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 ♪
♪ Homie, I grew up in hell,
a block away from heaven ♪
♪ That corner every 15 minutes
it move a seven ♪
♪ Pure snow,
bag it then watch it go ♪
♪ Occupational options,
guess I'm blowing some hos ♪
♪ Shoot the bullet, the strap,
learned to rap with a jack ♪
♪ Fuck it, man, in the meantime
go ahead and pump a pack ♪
♪ This my regal royal flow,
my James Bond bounce ♪
♪ That 007, that 62 on my count ♪
I'm a undercover liar,
I lie under the covers ♪
♪ Look a bitch in the eyes
and tell her, "Baby, I love it ♪
♪ 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 happen
to come up hard ♪
♪ Legal or illegal,
baby, I gotta make it. ♪
Ripped By mstoll