Treme (2010–2013): Season 3, Episode 7 - Promised Land - full transcript

It's Carnival time: Toni Bernette finds Judge Gatling dispensing judicial orders and potables at Galatoire's. Janette Desautel seeks counsel from Emeril Lagasse and deconstructs crawfish etouffee with Al Roker. Sonny falls on the wagon. As Nelson Hidalgo schmoozes, Annie sits in with the Neville Brothers at the Washington, D.C. Mardi Gras Ball.

He is the duty judge this week,
but it's the Friday before Mardi Gras.

His Honor has traditions to keep.

- So he's gone for the day?
- Mmm-hmm.

Who's the duty judge come Wednesday?

Judge Ames.

Oh, I really need Judge Gatling on this.

I mean, I... I really need him.


Probably seated for an hour now,

so he won't be past the
appetizer, if that far.

- Happy Mardi Gras.
- You, too.

Ma'am, may we help you?

I see my party. They're expecting me.


- Judge?
- Toni Bernette. How are you, darlin'?

I'm doing very well.

I know this is not
the most opportune moment,

but you are the duty judge this week?

The Friday before Mardi Gras,
you have an ex parte, Toni?

- Really?
- Yeah, well, I have this...

Only if you'll have a drink with us.

John, Ms. Bernette here
will need a chair and her preferred drink.

- Hot tea, please.
- Tea?

Motion denied.

Scotch, top shelf.

That's my girl. Make it a double.

Ms. Bernette, happy Mardi Gras.

Chief Marsden, nice to see you.

- Captain Rabalaise.
- Toni and I go way back.

In fact, I'm her favorite target.

- Thought I was.
- You guys.

- Happy Mardi Gras, Toni, Judge.
- Judge.

Glad they weren't reading
over your shoulder.

Thank you so much. Thank you.

So you get out for Muses last night?

- No, I didn't.
- No?

- Krewe d'Etat tonight, then.
- You know,

I know it's Carnival week, Your Honor,

but I got a tip that the department
is gonna toss

a bunch of investigative files
from just after the storm.

If I don't act now, I
might not get a chance.

I see. And Wednesday will be too late?

Judge Ames has duty next week.

- Ames?
- He loves me not, Your Honor.

May your thirst for justice
never exhaust your supply of wine.

And this is why you never wanted to
leave the 8th District, huh?

One of the reasons.

There's enough latitude in CID

that we both crept down here
in the middle of the day.

I guess so.

Oh! Oh!

I wonder if the guys walking a foot post
in Sodom and Gomorrah felt lucky.

- I fucking bet they did.
- Yeah, but you know what?

I've come to believe that there's a
big difference between vice and sin.

New Orleans gets it. The
rest of the world...

What's the difference?

Well, vice... You know, vice, it's human.

It's one drink too many.

It's an illegal smile in a coat pocket.

It's a bet on a wrong horse.

It's a wrong prick rubbing against
a wrong piece of ass.

- And sin?
- Well, sin...

Sin is those bodies over in Central City,

the ones that we just keep rolling up on
and doing so goddamn little about.

I heard you busted on
Bidwell the other day,

because he didn't clean
his unmarked unit.


I busted on Bidwell,
because Bidwell is a piece of shit,

who can't solve a case
to save his fuckin' ass,

and the car was just a happy excuse.

Terry, if you keep jumping in their shit,
they're gonna think you ain't on the team.

Fair warning, Terry.

Well, it sounds stupid, but...

What's bugging you?

- How do you do it?
- Do what? Run a restaurant?

- You know how to run a restaurant.
- No, I mean everything else.

I mean, I don't know...

The promo stuff, the interviews,
the dog and pony shows.

I mean, they want me
to go on The Today Show with Al Roker,

and Feeny tells me
that I gotta cook something

"right in the N'awlins' pocket.

"Cook some cravvfish étouffée
out there in front of a bunch of tourists."

- Tim called for the étouffée?
- Tim, his people.

He's got people.

- We should take a ride.
- Where to?

A restaurant.

Which one of your many fine establishments
do you want me to see?

No, no, this won't take long.

- Five minutes. Come on.
- Okay.

- Hillary?
- She was good in the Senate.

And come Tuesday,
it's all over but the shouting.

You can mark my words.

- Tuesday? Mardi Gras?
- Down here, it's Mardi Gras.

But for the rest of the country,
it's 22 primaries and Super Tuesday.

On the whole, I prefer Mardi Gras.

-- Hey, you have something?

I've had something, all right.

And if she makes me do
any more work before Ash Wednesday,

I'm gonna drag her down Bourbon Street
and make her drink Hand Grenades.

-- Yes, Your Honor.

Well, I've got it from here,
and happy Mardi Gras.

Back at you.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Can't your lovely assistant stay
and have an aperitif or two?

Clerk's office closes at 5:00.

- No, you'd better hurry.
- All right.

You are relentless, Toni.

Well, somebody's gotta be, right?

- I mean, if not me, who?

- Uglesich's?
- Yeah. You know it, right?

Yeah, of course I do.

Trout muddy water, the volcano shrimp.

- Oh, holy Christ.


You see, he kept it small.

Just one spot, just a few tables.

There'd be a line around the corner
by 10:00 A.M.

- You remember?
- Sure, I do.

Well, you see, they made a choice.

Anthony and Gail made a choice
to stay on Baronne Street

and keep their hands
on what they were serving.

They cooked.

Every day they cooked,
until they could cook no more.

- It was great.
- But it was one choice.

And the other choice is what?
Getting bigger?

More tables, more restaurants?

Less time at the stove, more time
in the pass, other people cooking?

Well, the other choice is that
you can build something big,

but keep it the way that you wanna keep it.

Take those ideas and try to execute
them to the highest level.

You got a lot of people
around you now, right?

You're the captain of the ship.

Or what I should say is
that you're the ship,

and all these people that look up to you

and wanna be around you,
they're living on the ship

and they're saying,
"Oh The ship is doing good.

"Oh, the ship is going to
some interesting places.

"Oh, this ship
isn't going down,

"just like all the other fuckin' ships
I've been on."

You got it?

Fuck me.

Yeah, fuck you, Chef.
That's the way it is.

You got a chance to do your restaurant
and to take care of these people.

Just do it.

- So is it worth it?
- Yeah.

Compared to something like this?

Something that's just cooking?

Some days, yes, some days, hey.

Robert, keep your line!

You look great.

Doing great!

Eyes front!

Watch the person in front of you.

If they slow down,
you need to be ready to slow down.

And look to the sides.

Keep your lines.

- Hey, you all are from Elie?
- Yes, ma'am.

Man, this sounds pretty good
for a middle school.

Thank you.

- Y'all gonna be in the parade?
- Sunday, yeah.

- Congratulations.
- On what?

Two weeks, right?

Two weeks is two weeks.

Give yourself some credit.

- How about you?
- Eight years.

It gets better, brah.
Just stick with the program.

- Thank you.
- Sure.

She's pretty.

But nothing like the one
you had back in Austin.

- What was her name?
- Claudette.

- Claudette.
-It was almost the end of my marriage.

Yeah, here, it's all federal civil service,
GS Ratings.

I actually have to take
the most qualified people.

So what about the St. Bernard thing?

It's going to an Atlanta company.

- It's not local?
- Not St. Bernard.

Now, Lafitte, I'm told they're looking
for a demo company that can handle it.

They're built solid and none of the usual
firms have the expertise to get it done.

That's interesting.

But right now you think you can get me
a piece of St. Bernard at least?

Yeah, I'll run it by the boss
and, you know, I've gotta call Atlanta,

but I don't see it being a problem.

You going to the Mardi Gras thing?

Headed back as soon
as I finish my business here, sure.

Mardi Gras here, best ticket in town.

Louisiana puts on a Mardi Gras
in Washington every year.

It gets wild. You got your senators.

You got your congressional delegation...

- Everybody you wanna meet.
- For real?

- You want a ticket, I'll score you one.
- Great.

So tell me about
this demo problem at the Lafitte.

I got a friend who's part of the group
slated to redevelop that mess.

You got a friend, huh?

- Hail to the dictator.
- Oh, what?

This is the throw of the night right here.

I love how Krewe d'Etat
has a dictator instead of a king.

If you think about it, it's the same thing.

- Yeah.
- No, dictator's funnier.

- Yeah, you're right. You're right.
- Oh, shit!

- Davina?
- Kimmy! Hey, girl!

I ain't seen you in forever!

Since the second line
right after the storm.

That's right.

- Hey, Delmond.
- How you been, girl?

- I've just been keeping on. You heard me?
- l hear you.

Scratching out a few dollars,
doin' what I gotta.

- Born hustler, huh?
- You already know.

But one thing been going right for sure.

Remember I was telling you
about that video that I made?

- Yeah.
- No, what... What video?

Kimmy videotaped everything
that happened to her during the storm,

water rising and all.

Now it's being used in a movie.

Won a film festival prize
for best documentary.

- Say what?
- Sundance Film Festival last week.

Yeah. Been working
with these New York film people.

- They followed me ever since the storm.
- Wow.

Scotty and Kim from around the way
in a movie.

- Damn, girl.
- You can keep that copy.

Check it out and let me
know what you think.

I'm so proud of you.

I'm proud of me, too. You heard me?

You should be. A movie? Damn.

But we gotta go, though.
I'ma holla at y'all.


- Y'all enjoy Mardi Gras.
- Bye!

- Sundance?
- I know.

They big-time now.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.


I get a suite?

- Comes with the gig.

You should see the rooms
they give the Nevilles.

So this event is for politicians?

Mystick Krewe of Louisianans.

State does it every year right before the
real Mardi Gras to show off here in D.C.

Man, they got money to burn.

Anyway, sound check's tomorrow
at 2:00 P.M., grand ballroom.

Otherwise, you're free to hang out

or go see the monuments or whatever.

Anything else you need from me?

No. This is amazing.

Thank you.

You know, this is a real nice room
to write a song in.

- Okay.
- I'm just saying.



Make your crawfish étouffée

Chill a bottle of wine

May be the last meal you make on your stove

For a very long time

You must have some candles for sure

A master lock on your front door

And some hard liquor you enjoy

At room temperature

That's what I'm talkin' about.

And some hard liquor you enjoy

At room temperature

Oh, yeah



Uh, one minute, Davis.

That was the best. That
was the best by far.

How are we gonna tell him
he just can't do it?

I mean, he just can't.

Well? I don't think I
have a better take in me.

I think that's the one.

Maybe give it to one of
the old-school cats.

- Sounds good for Robert Parker.
- Yeah.

What, you don't think I can front it?

I mean, I see myself
as the flood control specialist.

Davis, darlin',

what do they call it
when somebody has a problem

with drugs or drinking or gambling or such

and all the people that love him
just gather round

and they tell him how much
he is hurting himself?

An intervention.

And fuck you both.

Oh, really, Davis?

L.- Oh...

You know what?
Shame on you, especially Don.

You know what?
I had this entire opera right here.

I see it all, I hear it all,

I know where all the pieces go,
and all the pieces matter.

Not only will this be
the definitive story of Katrina

and everything that's followed,

it will honor the musical
legacy of your father

and Cosimo Matassa and all the great
artists that come out of J&M Studios!

And you,
the scion of that great musical legacy,

you just sit there like a...

Like a clot in the... In the...

In the pulsing carotid artery of...
Of true, sensate creativity!

- Davis, man...
- No!

- I demand an audience!
- With who?

My father?



Yeah, can I order room service?


Can I have a cheeseburger?

Yeah, with fries.

- And a glass of merlot?
- We'll send them right up.

Great. Thank you.

How were the parades?

Good this year.

Wish I had time to go to a parade.

Use your eyes. Keep your lines straight.

Back up, please. Back up, please. Back up.

Darren! Darren! Hey, baby.

Back up, please. Back up, please.

Back up, son, please. Thank you.

If you ask me one thing
I'll tell you, darling

We ain't got time for sitting around

You'll be waiting on your lover
but he's gone and found another

And it's time to get on up
and leave this town

Do whatcha wanna

Do whatcha wanna

Do whatcha wanna

Do whatcha wanna

Do whatcha wanna

Do whatcha wanna

Where you going?

Do whatcha wanna

I'll be laughing till I'm dead

My little darlin'

I'll be laughing till I'm six feet down

Thanks, y'all.

- Thanks. Appreciate it.
- Not at all.

All right!
Come on! Come on!



All right, go back.

Get in line. Get back in line.

They're loose and then they're tight.

They're a marching band, right?

They Marines.

They real Marines, Mr. Batiste?

Semper fi, brah.

Better get back.

Sofia may seem, at times,
mature for her age,

but really she's... Seventeen is 17.

And having lost her father suddenly,

I'm sure you can see
how she might be

projecting something
onto a man who's older.

And you can see that there's a reason

we hadn't met until today,

that, on some level, Sofia understands
that she's in a relationship that is...

While I'm sure you're respectful,

it's age-inappropriate.

Have you talked to your daughter lately?

Right now, if I were to object to her
about this relationship,

it would just make her more determined
to go on with it.

But that's why I am talking to you.

I think you and Sofe should talk maybe.


We called it quits.

A week ago.

Yeah, she broke up with me.

That was crazy.

I mean, it took me almost an hour

just to get to the I-10 ramp on Orleans

and then another hour
to come across the bridge.

- It's Mardi Gras.
- On Tuesday, I know.

It's all week, son.

- This your first Carnival?
- Uh-huh.

When you saw the parades
coming down St. Charles,

you should have turned right around.

Yeah, that was kind of
silly of me, I guess.

Anyway, I want you all to be aware...

Oh. Thank you so much.

I was able to find an
out-of-state pathologist,

who was present when your son's body
was brought into DMORT

and who did an initial exam

before handing the case over
to Dr. Minyard and his people.

He thought that it was entirely probable
that Henry was murdered,

that his death was a homicide.

You understand that what
I'm saying is that...

Just 'cause you finally
got someone to say it

doesn't mean we didn't
already know it in our hearts.

Right, but now I can
actually write the article.

I have enough to publish.

Then what?

Well, the article's not the end, I hope.

It's a beginning.

Maybe we get a reaction from the police.

Who knows? Maybe we find someone

who knows something
about what happened to your son.

This is like the 14th slice of king cake
I've had this week.

Keeps coming at me. I just keep eating it.

- That's how we do.


Oh, man!

These dogs got no more fight in 'em.

I feel like I got run over
by one of those floats.

I've never been so tired in all my life.

Can we do another parade,
Mr. Batiste?

Everyone wants to.

Said they'd even skip
Mardi Gras to do Zulu.

Robert, I think we're gonna
rest on our laurels today.

Besides, I'm sure
the Zulu already got their bands lined up.

Saint Patrick's Day, then?

Come here.

Go put your horn up.

You're learning Bird, huh, girl?

- Huh?
- Charlie Parker.

- I heard you.
- He play so fast. I mean, those tempos.

- That's bop, baby.
- You could play it, right?

I'm more traditional, me.

But you could if you wanted to, right?


I mean, with practice, sure.

What was... What was funny?

If you don't mind?

Mr. Matassa, may I just
say what an honor it is

for me to have you here
looking at my lyrics?

I mean, it was more than I could hope for.

For Don here to call his father on this,

but for you to come as well, you're...

- Don, let's hear this track.
- All right.

You got your flashlights
And your batteries

You know all about your basic needs

Well, step right up and I'll tell you these

Helpful hurricane hints
From Hellouisiana


Make your cravvfish étouffée...

Gentlemen, if I may...

Chill a bottle of wine

Might be the last meal
you make on your stove

For a very long...

We stopped in Charlotte
Bypassed Rock Hill

And never was a minute late

Ninty miles out of Atlanta
by sundown

Rollin' across Georgia state

Right away I bought me
a through train ticket

Right across Mississippi clean

I was on the Midnight Flyer
out of Birmingham

Smokin' into New Orleans

Somebody help me get out of Louisiana

Help me get to Houston Town

There's all sort of folks
who care a lot about me

And they won't let the poor girl down...

Yo, you see how high this shit is?

Holy Jesus!

This is in my face
after just opening my back door.

Here you go, my friend.

This city won't ever die

Just as long as our heart beats strong

Like a second line steppin' high

Raising hell as we roll along

Gentilly to Vieux Carré

Lower Nine, Central City, uptown

Singing "Jock-a-mo fee na-ne"

This city won't ever drown

Doesn't matter, 'cause there ain't no way

I'm ever gonna leave this town

This city won't wash away

This city won't ever drown

This city won't wash away

This city won't ever drown

Thank you.

The water started
rising in the attic, ma'am,

and I'm gonna drown in the attic.

Can you break a hole in the attic?

I tried. I broke...
I broke a chair apart.

I cannot pry this wood
off this attic, ma'am.

The police are not coming out,

until the weather conditions get better.

So I'm gonna die.

- Hello?
- Yeah.

I can't get out.

My God.

Thank you so much. Oh, my goodness.

- Great song.
- I think so, too.

You know, my friend wrote it.

You tell him he should write
some more like that, no doubt.

And I really like the way you play it.

Thank you so much. Thanks.

I just... You know, I wish we had made
more of an impression on them.

- It's a tough town.
- That's for damn sure.

Do you know the song "Louisiana 1927"?

We went over there to where that...
The brown building is,

that brown checkpoint.

So I said, "Why can't we stay overnight?"

They said, "Well, we can't help you.
You're on your own."

So I said,
"What about the women and children?"

They said, "Get off our property
or we're gonna start shooting."

Feel good music

I've been told

Makes your body

I wanna rock 'n' roll

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, pocky Way

He)', POCKy way...

- Done deal.
- Yeah?

This is why we came.

- Just that?
- Just this.

Laugh back, foolin'

Ridin' in your car

And they say that
they had evacuated that Tuesday.

Come to find out they never did move her.

I saw the images on TV of the hospital

and a lot of bodies
laying there covered up.

It's hard to look at it and try to figure
out which one of them is your mom.

Still today, we haven't
received her body yet.

- How long has it been?
- It's been since...

- Two weeks, huh?
-It been two weeks so far.

They left her behind.
They left my mom behind.

It rained hard

And it rained for a real long time

Six feet of water

In the streets of the Lower Nine

The river rose all day

The river rose all night

Some people got lost in the flood

Some people got away all right

The river had busted through

Cleared down the Lower Nine

Six feet of water

In the streets of Evangeline

Oh, Louisiana


They're tryin' to wash us away

They're tryin' to wash us away

Oh, Louisiana


They're tryin' to wash us away

They're tryin' to wash us away

We got to go see
how other people was living.

It opened up our eyes.

I mean, it's like they're preparing them
for the future.

Here in New Orleans,
it's like they're preparing us for prison.

I'm here to represent the people
who wasn't able to make it.

Ms. Daisy Stewart, her daughter Ms. Jean.

I'm here for Larry Sims, Brian Nobles.

I'm here for my Uncle Nate,
because he died in the storm.

I'm here for my grandmother who died

and myself, also,
because I'm a citizen of New Orleans.

Not today, not tomorrow.

Why not?

Pham, Kieng, they don't want to
go on the boat for the holiday.

For Mardi Gras?

But you're Vietnamese.
You don't do Mardi Gras, right?

-- You work all the damn time.

Pham, he says to me,
"Boss, let the good times roll."

Vietnam in New Orleans now.


Hey, Sonny,

are you gonna be okay?


Tomorrow maybe, for the holiday,
you stay out here.

One of the motels.

I'll be fine.

I'll find a meeting.

After the holiday,
you come early to work, right?

Come to dinner after.

Thank you.


She has been turning heads

with her fantastic "New South" cuisine.

Even though born
below the Mason-Dixon Line,

she got her training with the top toques
in New York City,

recently returning here to the Big Easy

to open up Desautel's on the avenue.

Chef Janette Desautel will be making
one of this city's signature dishes,

cravvfish étouffée with a twist,
and I'm gonna help. Right, Chef?

Yes, that's right.

All righty. So how do we get started?

Well, we get our pan going here.

Shouldn't the butter be melting?

Yeah, we should have preheated it.

- I thought it was on. Okay.
- Wow.

- We got plenty of sun...
- There we go.

Unfortunately, we've only got
about three minutes for this.

Okay, so...

"Hey, Chef, hurry, hurry!

"I want to meet my fate. Help me!"

So let's make a roux, right?
We make a roux?

Well, ordinarily we'd
be making a roux, yes.

But this is a lighter version, so...

I'm in New Orleans. I wanna make a roux!

Yeah, we won't actually make a real roux.

Okay, we're not making a roux. Okay.

Can I chop an onion, then?

- Yeah. That would be great.
- I can help you out.

- Let's get that going. Okay.
- All right.

Do not ask for whom the
bell tolls, my friend.

It tolls for you. Okay, how are we doing?

- Two more nights.
- No, I can't.

Annie, I scored you an invite
to the Midnight fuckin' Ramble.

This is Levon Helm we're
talking about here.

I have to be home for Mardi Gras,

-for Harley, for Davis.
- All right, no problem.

So go back tonight as planned
and do a little Mardi Gras,

catch an afternoon flight to Kennedy.
We'll take a car up to Woodstock.

I'll go make the arrangements.

Don't go anywhere.

And when it's done,
it should look something like this.


Beautiful. Etouffée.

Never seen anything like it. It's special.

Atta girl I knew you when.

Okay, that's what appears now
for Super Tuesday, just one day away.

Twenty-four states are holding primaries
and caucuses tomorrow.

We've got the news covered on both sides.

Babe, I got it, our costumes.

You were made for the 18th century.



The latest
Gallup Poll shows

Senators Hillary Clinton
and Barack Obama...


- Hey!
- Hey!

- In the back good?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I cleared out a space
in the back by the freezer. You'll see it.

Leave whatever y'all are gonna need
in the morning.

- All right.
- You all still sewing?

Of course.
Anybody finish early ain't really trying.

For real.

You finish early, you're doing it wrong.

Yeah, that's what I used
to tell my first husband.

Check this motherfucker in the back.

You've got your mind made up

Motherfucker, come on

You're gonna get that girl

Come on, baby, baby

You've got your mind made up

Come on

You're gonna get that girl

I like the whole drunken mayhem vibe
they got going.

It's a good attitude.

If you like that kind of thing,
I'll give you one more recommendation.

The Valparaiso Men's Chorus
tomorrow night at the Saturn Bar.

- Valparaiso...
- Men's Chorus.

Trust me, if you like the whole
mayhem vibe, it'll work.

White powder

White powder

White powder

You broke up with your guy, huh?

- Your mom will be relieved.
- She never met him.

- Yeah, she knew he was older, though.
- How?

I told her.

I'm sorry, but if I was her,

I'd wanna know if there was
a guy that much older...

He isn't that much older.

He's my age.

I know you're holding out on me

White, White, White, White


Come on. Constance.

Wa key, wa key.





ls there any coffee, Ms. LaDonna?

I can make some.

You make this suit yourself?

Every stitch.

It's beautiful.

You a handy man, Mr. Lambreaux.

Pretty, too.

Happy Mardi Gras.

TONY. Sofie'?

Show me my flag boy

Flag boy...

Flag boy of the Nation
Oh, wild creation

- He won't bow down
No, he won't bow down

- On that dirty ground
- On that dirty ground

Because I love to hear him call

My Indian red

Show me my gang flag

Gang flag! Gang flag!

Gang flag

- Gang flag of the nation
- Gang flag

- The whole, wild creation...
- Gang flag!

- He won't bow down
- No, he won't bow down

- On that dirty ground
- On that dirty ground

Because I love to hear him call

My Indian red

Show me my Second Chief

Second Chief

Second Chief of the nation

The whole, wild creation

- He won't bow down
- No, he won't bow down

- On that dirty ground
- On that dirty ground...

I'm coming!

We're here.

Jesus. Is it already... I'm sorry.

I got in late. I must've overslept.
Come on in.

- You want me to come back?
- No, no, no, no.

I gotta get dressed
and then we'll find Saint Anne.

They might be on Esplanade already.
I don't know.


Hey, did you see anybody on the porch
when you came up?

- A guy?
- Me? No. I just got out of the cab.


He must have left. And left his phone, too.

Fuck. Okay.

Anyway, how was your flight?
Did you get in okay?

No worries.

The airlines,
they wanted me to check the case.

- Yeah.
- I told them if it came to that,

I'd buy Harley his own seat.



- Annie. Annie T.
- My God.

- Jim, right?
- Yeah. Good memory, yeah.

God, all the way from...
I can't believe you came back for this.

- I couldn't miss Mardi Gras.
- Yeah, well... This, I mean...

I know.

Lucinda, this is Jim.
Jim, Lucinda, Harley's sister.


I'm so sorry.

He was such a lovely man.

Let's go.

Treat the river like whiskey, old man.

Treat it like whiskey.

Love you, mama.

That's Harley.


Bye, brother.

Bye, Harley.


We're going across Canal Street.

Back in the day, going across Canal Street

would get your skulls cracked.

Consider yourself lucky, son.

"And when it's done..."


-"It should look like this."
- Oh, God!

I have never been so humiliated.
Did you see that mess?

That plate looked like something
somebody would shit off a cliff.

No, it was amazing. it was amazing.

And no one was looking at the food.

They were looking at Al
and they were looking at you.

- I wanna vomit.
- Stop!

You were fucking brilliant.
People love you.

Your place is gonna get mobbed.

And it's Mardi Gras Day!

And you're eating? Why aren't you drinking?

- What?
- No, Davis...


Strap on a helmet and get in the game.

Come on!

Step 3, we made a decision
to turn our will and our lives

over to the care of God
as we understood it.

Step 4, we made a searching
and fearless moral inventory of ourselves.

Step 5, we admit to God, to ourselves
and to another human being

the exact nature of our wrongs.

Step 6, we're entirely ready

to have God remove all these defects
of character.

Step 7, we humbly ask him
to remove our shortcomings...

- Airport, JetBlue.
- You got it.

Thank you.

Everybody, come and run, come see.

Mardi Gras more than got clouds of green.

Coming! Attention!

You better look at me.

Where I'm supposed to be.
Can't beat this.

- Brand-new, but you're not brand-new.
- Big Chief.

I am Big Chief.

I'm am Big Chief Golden Comanche
from way uptown.

I'm Big Chief of the
Guardians of the Flame.

Mardi Gras Day, I shoot
the fiyo in the game.

lam Big Chief!

I tiptoed through hell
and didn't break a sweat.

I swam the seven seas and didn't get wet.

I'm the prettiest big chief you ever met.


I jump over St. Louis Cemetery,
kick down the tombstones,

wake up the dead, and make 'em bow.

I got a spy boy tap a hole in the ground.

He make your whole gang fall down.

I'm the prettiest big chief.

Look like you took a wrong turn
at Canal Street there, Chief.

It won't go down like this again.

Woo-chi-ma. Pretty, Big. Pretty.

Looking good.


Let's go get 'em!

"I told you three veal, two sweetbreads,

"and I canceled that short rib app.

-"Are you deaf back there?"
- Derek Watson, as I live and breathe!

Do you know this guy, Derek Watson?

He's the best fuckin'
waiter I've ever seen.

Davis McAlary.

- How are you doing, brother?
- Happy Mardi Gras, man.

- Same to you, brah.
- Are you still working at Stella?

- No, I had to give that up.
- Why? That was such a sweet spot for you.

I did a play. "Waiting for Godot."

I put it all up over in the Ninth Ward
and then over by the lake.

I saw that play.

Wait, I saw you. You
were fucking great, man!

That play was great. So on point.

- Thanks, man.
- So what now?

- What, you off to Hollywood or what?
- No, shit.

I'm a New Orleans actor,
which is to say I'm just a fuckin' waiter.

Well, do you need a gig?


I was gonna hang loose
until after Mardi Gras.

Your new place, huh?

Tomorrow for sure.

Yeah, I could use you, Derek.

Come on, the front of my house right now
can't find their ass with either hand.

All right, I'll see you there.

Look, 'cause I don't wanna grow up.


See? He can play.


Hey, throw me something.

I'll be glad when you're dead
you rascal, you

I'll be standing on the corner high...


My bis chief!


It's cool.

- Donald.
- Antoine, what up?

- Happy Mardi Gras.
- Happy Mardi Gras.

Man, I miss y'all?

I've been out all day
looking for some Indians.

I ain't seen but a couple.

Yeah, we done made that walk.

Finished up around the
corner at Sylvester's.

Oh, man, that's bad timing.

You wouldn't wanna, you know...

This dude...

No, no. Uh-uh.

Put it back on, man.

Been rolling in this stuff
since 7:30 this morning.

- I'm done.
- Man.

Look, feel that. Go ahead.


That's all sweat?

Yeah, that's me.

Walking around in a big chief suit
that's over 100 pounds...

- That's what happens to you.
- Whoo! Yeah. Good Lord!

- So how've you been, man?
- Me?

You know, mostly teaching up at Elie.

- I'm assistant band director.
- Cool, man.

- You've been gigging much yourself?
- A little.

You know, same old, same old.

You know, man, I had
a student ask me something.

It kind of messed me up some.

What's that?

You've been playing modern
a long time, right?

You know that.

You think a cat like me
can get from where I'm at there?

- Why not?
- I don't know, man.

I mean, y'all be flying
through them changes.

You gotta rip that 'bone.

But, Antoine, you really asking?



This is gonna be amazing!

- You think?
- Yeah.

Big-time location.

Plus, you can burn, girl.

- Yeah, I can burn.
- Wow.

Man, it's too bad you guys
didn't get this place open

before the holiday season.

If we did, I wouldn't have
had nearly as much fun.

I'd be sobered up right now
for tomorrow's service.


But instead I have this right here,

which opens this restaurant
and its fully stocked bar,

on the top shelf of which sits
a full bottle of afiejo tequila.

And you know where I live, Davis?

You know where fuckin' Feeny stashed me?

Seventh floor, right above the place,

so I can never get far enough away.

Come on, let's get more happy juice.

Yeah, good idea.

And this one is just right.

Why aren't their lights flashing?

- What's going on here?
- I didn't see anything, man.

No ambulance, Terry.


I didn't do nothing, man.

Relax. We're getting you an ambulance.

4101 to dispatch.

What's your location?

Let's start an EMS to the Beachcorner,
4905 Canal Street.

You said you saw a gun?

I don't know, man.

So it was you who had that fuckin' gun
on the ground right there?

No. I didn't have no gun. No way.

- You see a gun?
- Yeah.

- Where?
- Right there.

So it was him that had the gun?

All right, come on, man.

How many shootings
we catch this Mardi Gras?

- How fuckin' many?
- Five, I think.

Eight or nine wounded.

And in the wake of that
happy little bloodletting,

what is NOPD doing on Mardi Gras night
to occupy its time?

Getting in a fucking bar fight.

We're beating the fuck
out of uniformed transit officers.

Bus drivers, Anthony.

We're beating down fucking bus drivers!

Now we're tossing drop guns on 'em.

Jesus. Do you believe in that karma shit?

That we create our own circumstances?


Something is coming, Tony.

Something big and ugly and overdue.

What do you mean?

Keep yourself clean.

What the fuck are you talking about?

Something is coming,

so stay clean of this shit.

Okay, wait.

No thinking, okay? No thinking.

- It's a Mardi Gras fuck. I know.
- Yeah.

You got your girl. I like her. She's nice.

I got my restaurant,
whatever the fuck that means.

So it doesn't count, right?

Yeah. I own a restaurant.
You don't like her. Doesn't count.

- No, I like her.
- Okay. I know. Doesn't count.

- It's not even happening.

This isn't... We're not even here.

- That's better.
- Okay?

It doesn't count, all right?

- Wow. These are tight.
- I got it.

- Okay.
- Fuck.

You Okay?

Here, I got 'em. Here.


- I can't get 'em.
- What?

-- Shh.

Way up she rises
Way up she rises

Way up she rises
Early in the morning

Early in the morning!

Early in the morning!

What shall we do
with a drunken sailor

What shall we do
with a drunken sailor

What shall we do with a drunken sailor
early in the morning?

Yeah, we will shave
his prick with a rusty razor

We will shave
his prick with a rusty razor

Early in the morning!

Way up she rises!

Way up she rises!

Way up she rises
early in the morning!

One more time!

Way up she rises!

Way up she rises!

Way up she rises
early in the morning

That's what we do
with a drunken sailor

That's what we do
with a drunken sailor

That's what we do with a drunken sailor
early in the morning

Hey, hey!

- What do you call that?
-It's called a tin whistle.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Are you from here?
- No.

- Is this your first Mardi Gras?
- Yeah.

- Me, too, man.
- Yeah?


You early.