Snowfall (2017–…): Season 5, Episode 4 - Revolutions - full transcript

N.

I'm hoping you can honor that.

Let's keep it at ten for now.

You talk to teddy?

He said the prices
ain't changing

'cause the prices
ain't the problem.

- Know what is?
- Hmm?

Y'all two.

Louie: I see.

So you just gonna bend over
and do whatever he say?

Well, I hate to break it to you,



but everybody's got to
answer to somebody. And me?

I answer to the man who may have
disappeared my fucking father.

I need something to
give to my bosses.

I ain't no snitch, beau.

This is about self-preservation.

So, unless you want to go back
to not having my protection,

I suggest you find
somebody to serve up.

Gonna miss you.

(chuckles)

So much.

Teddy: The minute your
parents touched down in cuba,

they would have been
targeted by any number

of intelligence agencies.

I'm talking about
the dgi, the kgb.



The truth is, I have no idea
what's happened to alton.

I swear to you, whatever
happened to your father,

I had nothing to do with it.

Franklin: Mom, we
gonna have a baby.

Sure wish you was here.

(lock clicking)

(door creaking open)

(dog barking in distance)

Hello?

Anyone here?

Young cissy: What do you think?

Young franklin: It's okay.

Yo, man, do you know,
when I was your age,

I slept in the same
room with two brothers.

Say, franklin...

(young cissy laughs)

Alton: Cissy, this
is about our future.

No more drugs.

No more violence. Just us.

Alton: We can stop

all of this.

I want him to walk away.

Alton: I just want you
to know that what I did.

I did for all of us.

I love you.

♪ ♪

einstein: We're gonna
need a bigger trunk.

Shit, we need more cars.

More cars means more
car carriers, nigga.

Means another driver.

No, you just got to
open the panels up.

Stuff these
motherfuckers in there

like I stuffed my dick in
your mama's pussy last night.

(laughs) - my mama don't
even like niggas...

Shut the fuck up, nigga!

You ain't the only smart
nigga in the goddamn room.

Hey.

Yeah, what's cracking?

Hey.

That's what the fuck
I'm talking about.

Jerome: That's what's up. You
got the burgers, too, right?

Big deon: Yeah.

(hip-hop music playing)

Dang! That shit
banging, my nigga!

Hey, renny, turn that shit up!

- (music grows louder)
- ♪ who sparked this shit? ♪

♪ Project baby 'bout
to start some shit ♪

♪ he supposed to be a saint... ♪

- Hell yeah, nigga.
- That's that gangsta shit.

♪ Time to shoot a motherfucker
right between his eyes... ♪

Jerome: Hey. Everybody
shut the fuck up.

♪ Shooter hiding out trying
to save his face... ♪

Hey, everybody,
shut the fuck up.

♪ Why the homey big romie
only one moving white? ♪

♪ Women and children
supposed to be safe ♪

♪ niggas dying while he
filling up the safe ♪

♪ from franklin to benjamins ♪

♪ playing both sides till
he ends his friends ♪

♪ khadijah and
manboy is goners ♪

♪ the streets is hot ♪

♪ rest in peace, tianna. ♪

Where you get that tape?

Weirdo usually riding his
skateboard around here.

Skateboard?

A white boy rapping like that?

Nah, he just...

- I don't know.
- Hey.

Looking for maurice.

He's up there, man.

("A selection" by
fishbone playing)

Told you.

Get your ass down here, man.

♪ Ah, you get on
the commercial ♪

♪ for the tv tube... ♪

Jump, nigga.

(laughter)

♪ Or bmw... ♪

Maurice: All right, hold up.

So, what's up? Y'all must
want some verses or something.

Haven't really figured
out my prices yet.

You think we came down here
to pay you to snitch on us?

Einstein: Based on
the tape capacity,

that's about 15
hours of snitching.

Snitching or observing the hood?

- I mean...
- Motherfucker, how about putting

our motherfucking business
out on front street?

Hey.

Put the tapes in the bag, man.

A-all right. Hold up.

- Wait, wait. Let me just...
- Every one of 'em.

Let me just keep these.

I don't be writing
this shit down.

It's all in your head?

Cool.

So, if we ever need to
get rid of the evidence,

all we got to do...

So, y'all just gonna
kill my whole album?

- This my life right here.
- Is it, motherfucker?

How long you been rapping?

Slid out my mama rhyming.

Poetry my first love. I
just put her on a beat.

- Spit something right now.
- I'm an artist.

I got to be motivated.

- Nigga, I will...
- One time! One time!

- One time!
- (overlapping shouting)

(grunts)

(barking)

(mouthing)

Ieon: He's a fucking kid.

He's a fucking kid.
Call the dog off.

(grunting)

- Iapd!
- Lapd!

(indistinct shouting)

Officer: Good boy. Here.

Stupid motherfucker.

(laughs)

- You don't want that.
- Really?

- Yeah, you don't want it.
- Are you sure?

It's not even the right size.

Did chivalry die when I moved in

or when I decided
to have the baby?

- (laughs)
- is this a "why buy the cow,"

"milk for free"
situation? I want to know.

You know what? I was actually
gonna say the same thing.

- Were you?
- Yeah, so, you know,

- before you moved in here...
- Mm-hmm.

You used to come up in
here cooking up a storm.

Breakfast, lunch, dinner.

Waking up to cheese,
eggs and grits.

Used to pack me a little
lunch to the side.

Used to come home
to baked chicken,

- macaroni and cheese...
- Oh, you're really about to go there, huh?

Grits. Oh, I'm-a go there,
but, wait, let me finish.

- Uh-huh. Mm-hmm.
- As soon as you got the keys,

and you're in, all of a sudden,

the kitchen's all
clean and unused.

- (laughs)
- I'm over here losing weight.

- Losing... (laughs)
- look at that. Touch it.

Look at that.

- See that?
- Ooh, objection. Relevance to the previous argument.

Overruled.

- Overruled?
- So, seeing as I got bamboozled,

I'm-a get that last egg roll.

- (laughs)
- okay?

(laughs)

You really miss me cooking?

- Franklin: Hell yeah.
- Hmm.

- (telephone ringing)
- mm...

And now a nigga can't even get

a peanut butter, jelly
sandwich in this motherfucker.

- (laughs)
- (telephone continues ringing)

Franklin: 'sup?

I'll call you on
an outside line.

Yeah, five minutes.

(hangs up phone)

Franklin: Uh...

Projects got raided.

What?

(sighs)

let's go, then, make sure
everyone's all right.

Yeah?

Peaches: Trying to. Damn.

Dallas: Come on.

- (domino clatters)
- shit.

(laughter) -he got
nothing. I'm going. Boom.

(door bangs open)

♪ You will see how
lady luck somehow ♪

♪ forgot to shine on me ♪

♪ but when the day was
over, all I could say... ♪

Dallas: You playing or not?

Nigga still gonna lose, though.

- (laughter)
- fuck out of here.

It was attack dogs like down
in birmingham back in the day.

Only thing missing was
the fucking fire hoses.

- What happened?
- They hit us hard.

Busting heads, grabbing
corner boys and shit.

It was that
motherfucking buckley.

Franklin: Buckley? How
the fuck that happen?

Y'all got him in
your pocket, right?

If the cops already had the
projects on their radar,

he was probably
doing damage control.

He didn't touch
leon or jerome...

Touched einstein right
into the goddamn hospital,

and he ain't the only one.

Motherfucker came
right for us, lo...

He need to be dealt with.

Louie: Okay. I hear you.

Uh, he is my guy. I will
find out what happened.

Franklin: All right.
What you need?

Leon: Me? I don't need nothing.
I don't need a damn thing.

It's them cops that's
gonna be in need.

- Lee...
- They got to understand,

if they come at us, we gonna
come right back at them.

What you saying?

Sherman's March to the sea.

Who?

William tecumseh
sherman, destroyed

everything in his
motherfucking path.

Louie: We are drug
dealers, leon.

Cops is gonna come at us from
time to time. That's the game.

Siccing goddamn dogs
on us like we animals?

Ain't no fucking game, louie.

Lee, look, just calm
down, all right?

We gonna get through this shit.

They've always wanted to wipe
us out... white folk, police...

Ever since the emancipation,

so I'm-a go back and get
my people armed and ready,

'cause if they
want a fucking war,

- I'm not gonna let them just...
- Franklin: Leon.

- (cissy laughs)
- mama?

- Mama.
- Oh, my baby.

- (cissy laughing)
- franklin: How are you?

(cissy sniffles)

Cissy: Oh, my god.

Hey, sweetie.

Oh, jerome.

Should've told us
you was coming.

(cissy laughs)

Veronique: Wow.

Mrs. Saint.

Veronique.

I came as soon as I heard.

You heard what?

You haven't told them?

I'm pregnant.

(chuckles)

- What?
- (laughter)

Jerome: What?

Yeah.

- We gonna have a baby.
- Jerome: Hey.

- Jerome: Congratulations.
- Veronique: Thank you.

Gonna name him jerome.

(laughter)

(train horn blaring)

Uh-oh.

She don't look happy.

All right, let's have it.

You don't think I got a
right to be pissed off?

Think you should be
glad it wasn't worse.

Worse than siccing dogs
on your own people?

Since when the fuck
are they my people?

They the same motherfuckers

been calling me
redbone my entire life.

All right, siccing them
on my people, then.

What you think this is?

What, you throw a
little cocaine my way,

sit a girl in my
lap, bat your eyes,

and I'm supposed to do
whatever the fuck you want?

I told you I was
gonna find somebody.

And I bet I won't have
to ask twice next time.

Now, are we done?

Hmm. I need to know that
there is trust here.

- (rustling nearby)
- that you not gonna just fuck me

any time you feel like it.

You do what I ask,

you'll be fine.

Have a good night, lo...

(car door opens)

(car engine shuts off)

Sorry, buddy.

They told me they fixed the
traffic while I was gone,

but...

Franklin: Look,

projects got hit yesterday.

Leon and his folks.

(sighs): Okay.

They've gotten worse, man,

since you've been gone. Lapd.

Even in the last few months.

And the crackdown on my people's
been pretty fucking brutal.

Yeah, I mean,

you're moving literal
tons of rock cocaine.

What'd you expect?

Considering I'm moving
those tons of cocaine

on behalf of what I thought
was a grateful fucking nation,

I'm expecting a
little help, please.

Okay, so you asked me
here to help get the

los angeles police department
to go easy on your people?

Well, you had contacts at
the lapd before, right?

Well, I don't anymore.

Why? Why not? What happened?

Are you kidding me? Why not?

Your fucking father
went to the press.

Remember?

So now my people are more
wary than ever about exposure.

That's why they sent
a goddamn contractor

- in here after I left.
- Okay.

This is bullshit.

They're not coming after
you, right? These cops?

Just your people on the street?

Yeah, but...

So, my advice, don't
worry about it.

'Cause, yeah, crash
is a scary name.

Sure, at the end of the day,

these cops pose no threat
to you at all. You know why?

'Cause in the grand
scheme of things,

nobody fucking cares what
happens in south central.

Yeah, if it was a
white neighborhood,

you could be worried.

They'd send the fucking
national guard in here, right?

Just...

Keep yourself insular.

Only deal with your family.

They can never touch you.

Avoid the 110 on your way out.

Yeah.

'Cause it's a
fucking parking lot.

(car door closes)

(car engine starts)

(knock on door) - Announcer (on
radio): - Swing and a miss. Strike one.

.318 batter, 39
homers and 139 rbis...

Avi: Mr. Simmons.

(chuckles)

Welcome to chinatown.

Funny place to start
following america's pastime.

You like baseball?

America's got a lot of
pastimes I ain't too fond of.

Okay.

Look, I need some
specialty items.

Some rocket launchers,
armor-piercing rounds,

anything to fuck some shit up.

Might I inquire as to why

you're in need of
such lethal devices?

The other boys in blue.

You plan to declare
war on the police?

On oppression, on tyranny.

But I didn't think I had to
come and explain that to you.

It's true.

I've witnessed a few
uprising in my lifetime,

some more successful
than others.

So you'll believe me when I'll
tell you that the conditions

do not exist... In or
out of the projects...

To successfully lead

that proletarian insurgency
that you're dreaming about.

Hmm. Well, I guess that depends

on how you define
success, right?

(chuckling): Seem...
Seems like surviving

would be a good idea.

If I get at least one of
them pigs before they get me,

I figure that's a win.

And what hell do you think
will visit upon your people

if you killed one of theirs?

I mean, it can't be any worse

than what they're
doing right now.

Oh, really?

Much worse, boychik.

Look, I got money, you got guns.

Now, you gonna
give me this shit,

or do I have to
go somewhere else?

Just give me a few days.

As you said,

these are specialty items.

Call me when you got 'em.

Sure thing.

(door opens)

Mr. Owens in 4a,

he said he wouldn't pay
until his toilet got fixed.

I thought he was just talking
shit, told him to show me,

but he wasn't lying.

So I went down to
the hardware store,

bought a $8 snake,
fixed it myself.

Thing is, I used some
of the rent money

I already collected
to buy the snake.

- That okay?
- Veronique: Of course.

Mrs. Saint.

Mama.

Welcome to the
westside development.

- My god.
- (both laugh)

- You look nice.
- Thank you, darling.

(overlapping chatter)

- (laughter)
- cissy: It's good to be here.

Hello.

Oh, yeah. I want you
to meet wanda bell.

- Hi, mrs. Saint.
- Cissy: Ah. So you're the one

- who's been staying in my home.
- I'm so sorry about the mess.

I would've cleaned up if I'd
known you was coming, but...

Didn't nobody tell me.

It's fine. I hope it's
been a safe space for you.

I'm... Gonna go get to work.

So nice to meet you.

(chuckles)

Uh, so what you think?

It is... Better than
I could've imagined.

I am so proud of you.

Of both of you.

We're just expanding on
the foundation you laid.

Cissy: Well, franklin's
lucky to have found you.

I left him with a heavy burden,
managing all of this on his own.

He is one of the most
capable men I've ever met.

Just like his father.

- All right, mama. Come on.
- (laughs)

- Take a seat.
- Okay.

So, we gonna walk you
through everything.

There you go.

All right.

Including the downtown project.

Cissy: Okay.

Veronique: Mrs. Saint, the first
space that we're gonna have,

it's warehouse flex, right?

We're real excited
about where it's located

and all the options
that it gives us.

It gives us a lot of
opportunities for, you know,

growth.

♪ ♪

- I am.
- All right.

I went to visit my
college roommate,

and somehow alice
had heard about it.

I-I didn't invite her.
She just showed up.

Franklin called.

Hosting a family dinner, in
honor of cissy being back.

Hmm. That sound nice.
What time you heading out?

(chuckles) you being funny?

How about me, you,

we take her to dinner
on another night?

You know I don't like you
putting me in the middle

of your... Franklin and
you little beef you got.

You need to patch that shit up.

I hear that.

I know there's some
static between us,

but this...

This is not about franklin.

Then what is it?

I'm just exhausted.

It's been one thing

after another after another
after... Ugh, and I just want to

sit here in this chair

and watch these white bitches
fight over stupid shit.

Nah. Nah-ah-ah.

Mm-mm.

I ain't going to accept that.

There's a lot of shit
going on right now.

Skully cutting off niggas' ears.

The cops got einstein
all fucked up.

And my nephew

wants to throw a dinner

for my sister that I
ain't seen in over a year,

bringing the family together.

And you won't do
that shit for me?

You're right.

I'm sorry.

- You want me there, I am there.
- (chuckles)

Yeah.

Sorry about that, man.

Want you to know I
meant what I said.

Anything you need down here,

all you got to do is ask.

All right.

That's it?

No, actually, um...

Having a little get-together
for moms tonight.

Mean a lot if you came through.

I'll never forget what your
moms did for me, but I can't.

Look, I know you been
through it down here.

I know.

But this is about
family, you know.

Nothing more important.

Look, I'm not sure if
that's true for me anymore.

Or maybe it's just
that, right now,

my people need me more.

What you mean?

Folks here in the projects?

I mean black folks everywhere.

We making all this money,
supposed to have some power

with this shit, and
what are we doing?

Instead of lifting them up,
we putting them in position

to either get hurt, fall to
the pipe or get arrested.

Look, I understand you want
to help your people, I get it,

but you could do that and
show up for me tonight, okay?

Sorry, saint, but I can't
sit up there celebrating,

eating steak and shit while my
folks out here getting hurt.

Give your moms my best.

♪ ♪

jerome: Hey, here we go.

I took the liberty
to start us off

with a little taste of cuba.

- Ah.
- All right.

Mojitos from a
japanese restaurant?

Jerome, you order sushi
from lucy's on pico, too?

(laughter, exclaiming)

Okay, I had my mouth open
for that one. All right.

- That's my lady right there.
- Here you go, give me...

- Oh, my goodness.
- Go on, try that, try that. Try that.

Oh, brother, I can't hang.

Keeps me up at night.
Can't do it no more, man.

- Jerome: What?
- (chuckles)

Cissy: Where's
leon? Is he coming?

Franklin: He apologizes.

He wanted to be here, but...

He's got a lot on his mind after
what happened in the projects.

Okay.

Hey.

- (clinking)
- (jerome chuckles)

- Yeah.
- Um, this right here,

this is what it's
all about, you know?

Family.

Wouldn't be here tonight if
it wasn't for moms, so...

- Oh...
- Cissy saint, you built this house.

Welcome home, mama.

To cissy.

- All: To cissy.
- Cissy: I love y'all.

- I love y'all. I really have missed you.
- Mm-mm.

- Aw. Thank you.
- All right, now.

We got to talk about these two.

Cissy: Yes, let's talk
about these two, please.

Jerome: Keeping up
the family tradition,

bringing another generation.

Are we gonna talk
about marriage?

Has somebody said something
about marriage? Can we, please?

You know, we discussed it,
but she just moved in and...

You know, we got this
baby to think about, so...

We gonna take a
beat on the wedding.

Jerome: My little
nephew a goddamn daddy!

- (laughter)
- how the fuck that happen?

You really need me to
explain it to you, unc?

(laughter)

Is that why you came
back? For the baby?

(laughs)

I guess it was the
push that I needed.

And truth be told,
there wasn't...

Anything for me
back there, so...

It was time to come home.

Everyone, ready to order?

Yeah. Let's eat.

(laughter)

♪ ♪

jerome: You better
than the hood.

- All this money.
- (laughter)

And now you gonna
be up all night.

Mm-mm, it's mostly
watered down anyway.

- Alton would have loved this.
- Jerome: Oh, yeah.

- Dinner with the family.
- Mm-hmm.

Knowing he's going
to be a grandfather.

Jerome tell you
they got a horse?

- (imitates horse neighing)
- cissy: Oh, my god.

(laughter)

Iouie: You ever find out
what happened to him?

Alton?

You know, we don't have to
talk about that right now.

Never officially, no.

But we all know what happened.

Teddy mcdonald killed him.

You know, we can't say
that without proof.

(laughs softly): Franklin...

Franklin: Hey.
Ex-panther in cuba?

It's no amount of
people that might have

been interested in him.

To wipe him off the
face of the earth,

only one man wanted that.

What's going on
between the two of you?

Y'all been kicking each other
under the table all night.

What's going on?

It's nothing. Forget about it.

It's fine. Huh?

- Come on, let's finish dinner.
- What do y'all know that I don't?

(silverware clatters)

She deserves to know.

Franklin?

Teddy's back.

♪ ♪

cissy: I want to be
there for you, franklin.

But I realize now that
I can't fully do that

if you keep me in the dark.

I'm talking about the business.

Veronique: Mrs. Saint,
it's an open book.

Just ask, and I'll walk you...

Not that business, baby.

You want in on the game?

Cissy: I've been in.

I lost my husband because of it.

And now the man responsible
is back in our lives.

Even if that's true,
how does you being

back in the game
make things better?

When I first walked
into the club

and saw veronique
standing there,

I knew you had found
the right woman.

You know why?

'Cause she was there.

Someone you could trust
with that part of your life.

Someone you didn't
have to lie to.

I don't take her
on drops with me.

But she knows about
teddy. Don't you?

I do.

Franklin: So you want
to come on drops now?

Huh?

Move product?

I mean, what are
you even asking me?

I didn't come back here
to be a burden, franklin.

I want to help.

But I also don't want
to be kept in the dark.

Not anymore.

- (dogs barking)
- (distant sirens)

(indistinct chatter)

(soft clattering)

This all from...

The raid. Yeah.

You, uh, you want, you
want something to drink?

Just wanted to see you.

Check in with you.

Anything I can do to ease
what you're going through.

I appreciate it.

But I don't think there's
much you can do here.

You know, one of
the things I learned

about cuba that surprised me.

The literacy rate is 100%.

Everybody in cuba,

no matter their color or
class, can read and write.

Go to decent schools,
get good medical care.

They really do care
about their people.

- I mean, it all can't be good.
- Yeah, well, yeah.

I mean, there are problems.

But not like here.

Not like this.

But look what it took
for them to get there.

A revolution, right?

That's what the fuck
we trying to do.

Right.

But there are other
ways to wage revolution.

When we were with the panthers,

lot of times, we made changes
without firing a shot.

Well, maybe you should have.

Maybe.

But then violence becomes
the story, not justice.

And you end up dead or in jail.

And the worst part
of it, that's exactly

what they want to happen.

Not only do you
lose, but they win.

So what you do, then?

There are other ways to fight.

Other ways to make change.

And there are more
people out in this world

who want to help than you know.

♪ ♪

maurice: ♪ now, how many
ballers must we hit ♪

♪ before somebody figure
who sparked this shit? ♪

♪ Project baby 'bout
to start some shit ♪

♪ he supposed to be a
saint but he dark as shit ♪

♪ a baby dies and
a mother cries ♪

♪ time to shoot a motherfucker
right between his eyes ♪

♪ fatback a soldier,
he'll take the case ♪

♪ shooter hiding out
trying to save his face ♪

♪ left hand shitting
on the right ♪

♪ why the homey big romie
only one moving white? ♪

♪ Women and children
supposed to be safe ♪

♪ niggas dying while he
filling up the safe ♪

♪ from franklin to benjamins ♪

♪ playing both sides till
he ends his friends ♪

♪ khadijah and
manboy is goners ♪

♪ the streets is hot,
rest in peace, tianna. ♪

♪ Do I gotta spell
it? One, two, three ♪

♪ I kill him, him and her,
and that's mo' for me ♪

♪ sell his soul for them
chickens don't fly ♪

♪ triple beam dreams keep
the blow in the sky ♪

♪ it's like magic
waving a wand ♪

♪ everybody disappearing,
nigga, you know why ♪

♪ man with the power,
lock with the key ♪

♪ he the uncle with the nephew,
got eyes but don't see ♪

♪ top prize is a key ♪

♪ everybody wanna roll
but nobody ridin' free. ♪

- (music stops)
- (tape rewinding)

♪ Do I gotta spell
it? One, two, three ♪

♪ I kill him, him and her,
and that's mo' for me ♪

♪ sell his soul for them
chickens don't fly ♪

♪ triple beam dreams keep
the blow in the sky ♪

♪ it's like magic
waving a wand ♪

♪ everybody disappearing,
nigga, you know why ♪

♪ man with the power,
lock with the key ♪

♪ he the uncle with the nephew,
got eyes but don't see ♪

♪ top prize is a key ♪

♪ everybody wanna
roll but no... ♪

(music stops)

Clearly, our energy is
funky right now, so.

Let's talk.

- All right.
- No bullshit?

No bullshit.

You downplayed teddy.

How dangerous is the man
that killed your father

and just showed
up a few days ago?

My father went
after him and lost.

Wasn't sure what happened
to him till I saw my mother.

Teddy's different.

Maybe paranoid.

All business.

As long as I keep the
money flowing, I'm safe.

We're safe. For now.

And that's the truth. All right?

This a two-way street?

How do you feel after
hearing from her?

- Your mom?
- Mm-hmm.

- That you are the mama's boy I thought you were from jump.
- (chuckles)

Can't do no wrong in her eyes.

Uh...

And she seemed
kind of cool to me.

Maybe I'm imagining it.

And please don't shut her down
if she has something to say

just 'cause you don't
want to hear it.

Okay?

Mm-hmm.

When you asked me to move
in, I asked if it was safe.

You said yes.

But I was looking around
at your books, you know,

I was being nosy,
and I found that.

I bought this place
because of the security.

And the location.

This is just extra.

I can get rid of it if
you don't want it around.

(gun clicking)

I don't care about the gun.

I told you what I
wanted from you.

Maybe this place is safe,
but nowhere else is.

And some strippers and a weirdly
quiet vet, they don't cut it.

You need more.

- We need more.
- I agree.

I'll get on it
tomorrow, first thing.

Where did you learn
how to do that?

Told you how I grew up.

You think my mom pulled
all that bullshit

and didn't teach me how to
come save her if I needed to?

Save her? What about you?

(grunts softly) come here.

Think she'll ever come back?

Walk into the office, say
she wants to be in our lives?

If she does, we're
moving to africa.

- (chuckles)
- same day, and not looking back.

'Cause once she's in

(exhales) She's fucking in.

(chuckles)

♪ ♪

- waitress: Sure thing.
- Cook: Pickup, 17.

(door opens)

(door closes)

(door opens)

(door closes)

Ruben: Excuse me,

but have we met before?

I'm not sure.

I just returned
from mexico city.

Ah.

I have good friends
there as well.

Thanks.

It's so nice to
finally meet you.

Ana told me so much.

My name is ruben. Ruben.

I'm cissy. It's nice
to meet you, too.

Nice to meet you, cissy.

So, how was your trip?

Cissy, I want you to know,

I think it's an incredibly
brave thing you're doing.

And I'm sorry for all
that you've been through.

You know, it must have
been a very difficult time.

So, how does all this work?

Well, now that we
established contact,

we'll set up regular meetings.

Sometimes here,
sometimes elsewhere.

As long as neither of us
are under surveillance,

we can meet out in the open...

No, what-what, what
I actually meant...

I've made contact
with my family.

My son has confirmed
that he's back,

just like ana said he would.

Teddy mcdonald.

So what do you need from me
to do what you got to do?

I know what you want, cissy.

And I share your indignation
over what the cia has done

to you and your family.

Let me be clear: I
want answers first.

What exactly happened to alton.

And I want to make
sure my family is safe.

And then you can
kill teddy mcdonald.