Snowfall (2017–…): Season 6, Episode 4 - Projects Boy - full transcript

Africa. Y'all went to the
motherfucking motherland.

That shit was fucking amazing.

Hey, why Deon got all
these armed men all over?

'Cause of Franklin Saint.

Franklin not even in the game.

Yeah, you've been gone
a little while, homie.

Word on the street is,
he lost what he made.

That's why he hit his
own uncle's warehouse.

Long as you stay in
your lane, we cool, bro.

You telling me

where to find the bitch-ass
motherfuckers that put me here,



that's the easiest shit in
the fucking world, nigga!

We have approval to
begin surveillance

on the Mexican...
Gustavo Zapata.

He should lead us to
Teddy's warehouse.

You know who he is?

I can tell you who he is.

The only way that happens is
if you get me Teddy first.

This man you're up
against may be trained.

The person who helped him steal
your money most likely isn't.

What makes you
think he had help?

There is a very short list

of people who can pull
off a job of this scale.

Just need to know where to loo.

Then I only need 24 hours to
make all the necessary transfers



and route everything to
untraceable accounts.

Take it that means

we all set?

Tomorrow at lunch.

He will be out of the office.

And his files will
be in our hands.

All right, I'm heading
to that lunch meeting.

Be back in about an hour.

See you then.

Discretionary asset
management is what you want.

Big banks, savings and loans.

They're behemoths.

Slow and faceless.

But big banks are
big for a reason.

They have access
to more capital,

with more financial
products and services.

That's true.

But the reason why you hire me

is I can get you
that same access

while at a smaller institution.

Best of both worlds.

I'm sorry, do you mind
if I make a quick call?

Not at all, take your time.

Thank you.

I-I can't believe
I'm doing this.

Is this everything
that was in the safe?

Can I see?

Okay. Thank you.

I just want to say again, I had
no idea what he was all into.

Oh, we know.

Don't worry, the Bureau isn't
interested in you, Cristina.

You've been incredibly
cooperative.

It'll all be in the report.

Really?

Yeah, really.

I am so sorry, uh...

I have to get back to my office.

I have a client who's in
full financial meltdown.

William, my time is
extremely important,

and I don't appreciate
it being wasted.

My apologies, but
this-this can't wait.

I'm sorry.

Shit.

Shit.

He's on his way back.

Oh, we got to hurry.

Yeah. One more.

Okay. Put that in your bag.

There's his car.

- Okay.
- She's not gonna make it back.

Go.

Will?

William Cox. My God.

Is that you? Robin Johnson.

John Marshall High?

Robin...

Can I just tell you
one thing? Listen...

I had the biggest
crush on you back...

And I'm sorry to
keep you waiting,

and it was so good to see you,

and just congratulations
on everything.

- You, too.
- Thanks.

- Okay.
- All right.

That was quick.

Not quick enough.

Alright, I'm here.

How's... Where are we at?

- We have everything we were hoping for.
- Mm-hmm.

Accounts, transfers,
amounts, routing numbers.

So, it worked, right? We-we
got it, we got the money?

Well, we have a paper
trail of your money moving

through multiple accounts
across several banks

and savings and loans.

There are two transfers
here that we've tracked.

But then there's
a withdrawal out

with no record of
it landing anywhere.

Sorry, wh-what does that mean?

Meaning wherever it is now,

William doesn't have access.

Yeah, 'cause Teddy transferred
it out on his end, right?

He knows where the money is.

I thought the
middleman was the key.

I said Teddy had
help, which he did.

So, what, we back to square one?

I believe the words you're
looking for are "thank you."

Thank you? Oh,
thank you for what?

Telling me some
shit I already knew?

- Franklin.
- No.

No, no, we spent three weeks

trying to find this
motherfucker, right?

Setting him up.
And what do we got?

The earth-shattering news

that I need Teddy to
get my money back?

What else you want
to tell me, huh?

Is the sun hot?! Is
water fucking wet?!

- Franklin.
- No, this is bullshit!

Man, we wasted our fucking time!

This game we're in,

it rewards those
who keep their cool.

You'd do well to remember that.

Every piece of information
we have is useful.

It's helpful. And
this is progress.

And we always knew that
this was a possibility,

and that's why we have a plan B.

Plan B? What, y'all
going out there?

We were supposed to
leave tomorrow morning,

but I am suddenly
feeling unmotivated.

Mom...

Well, then I suggest you
think about the $7.3 million

you stand to gain if
you pull this off.

Will that motivate you?

You think that's
all I care about?

Oh, I know that's
all you care about.

And I'm just saying what the
fuck I've been talking...

That's enough. That's enough.

Ma, could you give
us a minute, please?

My pleasure.

Hey. What you doing?

Didn't school start
like two hours ago?

Overslept.

Still got time to
catch the RTD, though.

The Rough Tough and Dangerous?

I'll drive your ass to school.

Shit.

Deon shot the lights
out at the playground?

Said there's more
cover for the dealers.

So, how's school?

Okay.

Okay, except you showing
up three hours late.

You start applying
to colleges yet?

I got a couple
applications, but, uh...

I don't know if I'm-a go.

Why not?

I... know if it's for me.

College ain't for a
lot of motherfuckers,

but I guarantee that
shit for you, nigga.

Your guidance counselors
ain't helping you?

Said I could go to
community college

- or a trade school.
- For real?

Hello?

We just got a call.

Pipe burst at Parker Center.

They're asking if you
can get there right away.

They say how bad it is?

Catastrophic.

Water everywhere.

Okay. I'm on my way.

Pipe burst.

I'm sorry.

Keep telling you,
hire more help.

Hmm.

It's not that easy.

Just give me a few
more hours, okay?

I'll be back.

Come on.

I'll be back.

This is me not
holding my breath.

Hey!

Hey, leave that girl alone.

Hey, hey, leave
her the fuck alone.

Get off of her! Move!

Stop! Stop!

Hey. Hey.

You okay?

♪ She know that smoking
cigarettes isn't the answer ♪

♪ In the end, girlfriend, you
probably will have cancer ♪

♪ A cigarette in one hand,
match in the other... ♪

This money's going out the
door faster than I thought.

And Kane's not moving
nearly enough product.

You gonna talk to him?

- Uh-huh.
- Mm-hmm.

The way you snapped at my
mom, she almost walked.

I had to talk her down.

This next thing we have
planned is really risky,

and I can't do it without her.

I understand.

Shouldn't have happened.

I know you're frustrated.

But she's been
incredibly helpful.

Uh-huh.

Listen.

I really think I should
go out there with y'all.

You'd just be stuck in a
hotel room climbing the walls.

And that's not good for anybody.

Stay here.

Deal with Kane.

I'll call you as soon
as we have something.

Okay?

Mm.

Where they got you doing
your physical therapy?

"They."

Nigga, they ain't
got me doing shit.

A month ago...

doctor told me...

I wasn't gonna be
able to walk again.

So, either I'm a
goddamn medical miracle,

or they don't know what the
fuck they're talking about.

And you and I both know...

ain't no fucking
miracles around here.

You helped me out when I
was where you are, so...

Fuck you doing here, Saint?

Hmm?

Well...

Want to make you more
money, of course.

But with the demand
that's out there,

the territory you have,

we ain't moving
nearly enough product.

Mm.

You mean we not moving
your product fast enough?

Well, as far as I can tell,

it's not the moving
it that's the problem.

It's the making it
that's got us held up.

Shooting it out on the street

with your family ain't helping.

But if it's cooking
you got a problem with,

maybe you should get in there,

rock that shit up yourself.

Oh, I will if I have to.

Hell yeah, I would.

But first I'd like to take
a look at your cookhouses.

See if I might be able
to improve the situation.

I'm sorry, take a
look at my cookhouses?

This motherfucker right here,

up in his suit

like he the CEO of
the fucking R-O-C-K.

You know, I... I
built an empire.

If you don't want to
know how I did it, fine.

I thought we was in this
shit to get rich, right?

Hey, hold up, hold up, hold up.

Ricky.

Take him to the cookhouse.

Tell 'em what's coming
out of his mouth

is coming out of mine.

Anything else?

No, we good.

It's confirmed.

No survivors.

They took everything off
the bodies and the cars.

Just vanished.

I warned them. Hmm?

Knew that if they didn't
let the shipment go,

we'd get fucked like a jinetera.

The Center's now worried that,
uh, Teddy's gonna be spooked.

They want us to
accelerate the timeline.

Can you call in the, uh,
tip on the warehouse?

I don't even know
exactly what's inside.

Or when Teddy and his
boss will both be there.

We have one chance.

We can't fuck this up.

Tell the Center I want to shift
away from Cissy and Franklin.

I want to focus on Gustavo.

He's vulnerable.

Knows all the details.

He'll be our way forward.

So...

if I hadn't run that night,
he would have taken me.

Yeah, probably.

Tortured me.

Killed me maybe.

You wanted excitement.

But I do think that it
would be a good idea

if we moved you out of here.

Just... till things settle down.

And where were you
thinking I would go?

Thinking you'd stay with me.

Are you using Russian
spies as an excuse

to get me to move
in with you, Teddy?

I know this place isn't much,

but I like it here.

Besides...

if you're in as much trouble
as it sounds like are,

I might be wise to keep
my distance from you.

I really can never tell if
you're fucking with me or not.

Good.

Keep you on your toes.

So...

how are you going to
solve your little problem?

I have to figure out
how much they know.

And if they know everything?

No, if they knew everything,
I'd be in jail by now.

You know, there's
really two options.

We shut the whole thing down,

cauterize the wound,

and then, after that,

maybe I still have
a career, maybe not.

Or you take the
$70 million and...

you leave the country.

Would that be so bad?

Yeah, that would be pretty bad.

I understand what
you want, Teddy.

But influence comes
in many forms.

And one of those forms...

is an obscenely large
amount of money.

It may not be the
way you were raised,

to believe that power
should be attained,

but it can put you...

at the center of things.

If I had to leave,
would you come with me?

Ask me when it happens.

And I guess we'll see.

Aah! Ms. Saint, don't shoot!

- Fuck!
- Don't shoot, please.

Shit.

Fuck.

Wanda, what the fuck?

I'm sorry, I just... I-I
just came to get my things.

I-I...

I had no idea you
were here, back.

Yesterday.

I'm still jetlagged as hell.

We're living in the PJs now.

I still have my key, so I
just let myself in, I...

I-I just wanted to
get a few things.

I didn't think you were
still living here, I...

Wanda, it's-it's...

it's okay.

I'm really sorry, Ms. Saint.

Oh, fuck, child, I
almost killed you.

So how do you like
being married?

It's amazing.

But...

I don't know how I'm gonna
make it in the projects.

It's rock everywhere there.

It's hard.

You see all them clothes there?

When Alton stopped drinking,

he needed something to focus on

that was bigger than himself.

Gave him a sense of direction.

You're talking
about the shelter?

Mm-hmm.

You got a long road
ahead of you, baby.

It's best to stay busy.

♪ Eliminated words that
end with yes or no... ♪

It's Ricky.

♪ High-power like a turbo ♪

♪ Charged with a
fuel-injected diesel ♪

♪ Knowledge my rhymin'... ♪

Oh, shit, Ricky.

Where'd you find Mr. Belvedere?

"Here's your coffee, Ms. Owens."

You two, get out.

The fuck?

Now, you can't make good product

when your work area
looks like shit.

"Work area"? What?

Kane sent me here because
your product's slow.

And it's slow 'cause
y'all in here playing.

All right.

From here on out, this house
operates 12 hours straight.

Two of you will
work for six hours

and then switch off for six.

Then we'll get a
couple more guys.

Get this shit working
around the clock.

All right?

Man, who the fuck is this?

It don't matter.

Kane sent him.

So you're gonna listen.

Nobody comes in my house
talking shit about my rock.

I don't care if his
last name is Saint.

Yeah, that's right,
I know your ass.

And I don't give a fuck.

I'm gonna keep
cooking the way I...

Huh? You gonna keep cooking?

Said you wanted to
cook, didn't you, huh?

Cook, then, nigga!

Anybody want to make some money,

do shit the right way,

then please by all means stay.

But if not, get the fuck out!

All right, all right, man.

We getting DP'd?

Just get the fuck out.

Motherfuckers.

All right.

Now what?

Ever cook before?

You serious?

Uh... I want to work.

All right.

♪ I know I understand
partyin' based on strollin' ♪

♪ Rollin' through
the party scene ♪

♪ What I mean is that's
there's always a way ♪

♪ To make a party okay ♪

♪ Today we gonna make
this party sway ♪

♪ What I truly represent,
the party content ♪

♪ I can't give up because
I'm so hell-bent ♪

♪ I want the "one-for-all,
all-for-one" phrase ♪

♪ To be recited as an
anthem at every party ♪

♪ T, T La Rock,
La Rock, La Rock ♪

♪ I got the breakdown ♪

♪ I really got
the breakdown... ♪

Hey, man.

We all good in here?

Almost done.

Just taking a break.

Can't think of anything worse
than more motherfucking school.

It'd be nice to get
a higher education.

Higher than what?

You already know
more than professors.

♪ I can be hard like metal... ♪

The way you figured out how
to keep this shit legit.

Dealing with all
that bank bullshit,

government 1040 forms
or whatever the fuck.

♪ So jump up and grab a girl,
let's break the ice... ♪

Man, sitting all day
in some classroom?

Paying some motherfucker

who knows less than you...

to run they mouth?

When you're already
making more money here

than any nigga could dream of.

Tell you what.

♪ The knowledge and power of
these concentrated skills ♪

♪ To describe these rhymes
will be difficult to you... ♪

Consider it a bonus.

For all your hard work.

And I appreciate
you, little homie.

Hey.

Leon here.

What Malcolm X want now?

♪ When you come to the
door, just have a grin ♪

♪ 'Cause if you don't,
then you won't get in ♪

♪ Be yourself, don't
try to act fly ♪

♪ 'Cause if you do... ♪

What's up, Lee?

What you need?

The playground lights. Might
be good to put 'em back.

Nah, they stay out.

The PJs don't need to
be dark to do business.

Wasn't like that before.

Like you said, laws
are changing, right?

Police cracking down.

Harsher sentences.

I'm just doing what I
can to protect my people.

You understand that shit, right?

Bitch-ass nigga.

So that's it?

Yeah, nigga, that's it.

It was me and Ricky keeping
it down while you were away.

And before that, when
Harold got smoked,

I-I'm the one that
rode with you.

I said I'd get at him.

That bitch-ass trick
burned my face, nigga.

No talk is gonna make it right.

You got some chest
hair today, Todd.

Has your balls dropped?

Listen.

I sent him there to fix the
shit that you were in charge of.

But instead of listening,

got your goddamn feelings hurt.

Are you gonna listen...

or do I need to put
your ass in the corner?

That's what the fuck I thought.

Frankie a ho.

And hos make money.

I like money, Todd.

It's Saint.

Figure y'all could
use some help.

This Jamel. Got tired
of minimum wage.

Bring any burgers?

Fucking with you.
Let's get to work.

♪ I think I wanna wolf a
little while, ah-ha... ♪

Got a surprise visitor
came by asking for y'all.

Todd here says he knows where,
um, Kane's laying his head.

And who the fuck
are you to Kane?

♪ A game that couldn't last... ♪

For starters, one of the people

he sent to shoot up this club.

Sorry.

♪ Talking about... ♪

Look like y'all had a
falling out since then.

Fuck Kane.

And while we at it,
fuck your nephew, too.

♪ He got down when he
called my name, yeah ♪

♪ I felt so good, it
was a doggone shame. ♪

You stupid.

Oh, shit.

♪ So good, you want it again ♪

♪ I rock you so good, you
want to hear it twice... ♪

This motherfucker
over here, man...

Hey, husband.

How you doing?

I'm all right. What
you do all day?

Sneaky about his bitch.

I was down at the
shelter with Cissy.

That's your wife now, nigga?

You done wifed up
the community pussy?

Uh... sh-she needed help,

so I'm gonna be volunteering
five days out the week.

That's great. So,
you liking it?

Yeah, like, today
this 14-year-old girl

came in there with
her baby sister.

She needed some formula 'cause
her mama had sold it all, so...

I was able to find some
and help her make it.

And... I felt good.

You know, coming back here,

the more I thought about it,

the more it felt right
to do that, but...

now that we here,

looking around, talking to folk,

I don't recognize any of it.

All the things that I was
looking forward to seeing...

they all gone.

I did a lot of talking
before we left.

You can't make no ho
no housewife, fool.

I thought I was
doing something good

to try to get this nigga's
head straight, but...

come to find out it was just...

it was just that.

It was all fucking talk.

No.

♪ Like Master Gee, I
don't give a care... ♪

Fucking trippin'...

Lee.

I done beat that
shit so many times.

That shit probably
dry as hell right now.

There's a good chance that
they'll know it was us.

They'll follow us back
here to Los Angeles.

So, from here on in,
you see anything,

anyone following you,

you stop right away
and call me, okay?

Okay.

Feel like I should say

that was pretty
impressive down there.

You're pretty handy
with the Berettas.

Learned from CIA.

I don't know.

Mom, he just walked in.

I'll call you back.

Where were you?

You know what? Forget it.

You need to go.

No, Gustavo.

None of this is okay.

Hi.

Ah.

Gustavo.

There's like four
playground lights out.

Make sure you
replace all of them.

30 minutes to the nursing
home, if we don't hit traffic.

I'll drive.

We're raiding the
warehouse tomorrow.

Thought you'd be happy.

It's almost over, Gustavo.

Hey.

Every informant I've worked with
gets cold feet before gameday.

Because your life will
change, WITSEC or not.

There's no helping that.

But you'll have
helped make this case.

And when news of this
raid hits the papers,

the CIA will have bigger
problems than you, believe me.

Need to make sure that Teddy,

the cash and the
dope are all there.

Sober up.

House on Alondra's good.

I got Ricky looking
for another one.

In a couple weeks,
should be turning in

four or five times as much rock.

Yeah.

And all you had to do was
burn my boy's face off, huh?

I did what needed doing.

Oh. That's what needed doing?

Well, shit, it
worked, didn't it?

Listen, nigga...

These niggas had my
back for a long time.

So, just because we doing
some business together, nigga,

don't go thinking we
all fucking buddy-buddy

and friends, my nigga.

And now that you're hurt,

they're taking advantage of yo.

Look, if you don't
have a problem

with them fucking with
your money, that's fine,

but I promise you, not
none of these little niggas

gonna fuck with mine.

Not a single one is
gonna fuck with my money!

- Do you understand what I'm saying to you?
- How I discipline my people

is my motherfucking
business, nigga.

- Okay.
- So don't ever get it twisted!

- Oh, don't ever get it twisted?
- Don't let... Yeah.

Don't let me ever
hear you laying a hand

- on 'em again!
- You don't want to hear?

- Fuck!
- Hey!

- Fuck! Come on, come on!
- Come on, nigga!

Come on!

- Where we going?
- Get up. Get up, get up.

Kitchen, kitchen. Ah, shit.

Hold on.

- What the...
- What...

- Who the fuck are these niggas, man?
- I don't know! Shit!

Ah, shit. Get him.

Ah, fuck. Motherfucker.

Todd, nigga?

Ah, shit.

- Where are we going?
- Back door, back door, back door!

Bitch-ass nigga.

Fuck.

Come on, come on,
come on, come on.

Hey, come on. Come on.

Get me... Ah, fuck!

Oh, fuck. Come on!

Fuck. Come on, come on.

Fuck.

Come on. Come on, Frank.

Let's go.

"Tell us about a time

when you challenged your
own preexisting worldview."

Shit. That's hard, huh?

I hate writing.

I like numbers.

Why the fuck I got
to do this shit?

They just trying to get
a sense of who you are.

It's all good.

We'll figure it out.

- Oh, shit.
- It's about to go down, y'all.

Oh, this what you... you
sure this is what you want?

You sure this is what
you want, little man?

Fuck him up! Fuck him up, baby!

Fuck him up, Lee!

Lee, get up, baby!

Get up, Lee!

Get up, Lee!

Come on, baby.

Get up, baby.

Get up!

Leon!

Jump that bitch out, Leon!

- Huh?
- Get up, baby!

You left these niggas starving!

Now you back?

Come on, brother.

Huh? Huh?

You don't got the heart for
this shit no more, nigga.

Fuck you!

- Hey, what?
- There you go.

Yo, come on, D.

Get up. Get up. Get up, man.

Yeah, boys!

Uh-uh.

This is my shit, nigga!

Fuck you, nigga!

- I see you, boy.
- Shit.

That's it, man. That's it, man.

That's OG shit y'all watching!

Baby. Baby.

Hey, fuck y'all
think y'all doing?

- Hold on, hold on.
- Get him up, man. Fuck.

No, no. Uh-uh.