Treme (2010–2013): Season 4, Episode 1 - Yes We Can Can - full transcript

_

Everyone in this unit thinks that
I've been talking to the FBI.

Your bed is made.
Deal with it.

I cannot stay under the same roof
as your brother and his wife.

I need a manager.

You gotta have original material.

Where do I sign?

We still don't know who shot him
or who burned him up.

A trained pathologist would be telling
police to begin an investigation.

You saying I stay here,
my career is off the rails?

I'm saying, you stay in New Orleans,
you're making a choice.



I got lymphoma.

When is your first chemo?

After Mardi Gras.

You couldn't get it started sooner?

He needs to take that walk.
This year like every year.

( singing )

I can tell you didn't practice
until you got with Cherise.

Going again. One more time.

I gotta go, Mr. Batiste.

Oh, you have permission from the owners
to work on these houses?

The city gave me permission.

In Holland, if you don't have a good bike,
can't even ask a girl to marry you.

You make the suit yourself?

Every stitch.



You a handy man, Mr. Lambreaux.

Gritty, too.

( laughing )

I'm guesting on a track.

How did that happen?

That I told you and you don't remember?
It happens all the time.

What would be enough?

Someone who puts
the gun in Wilson's hand.

He shot that man dead.

With my compliments.

I have no choice...
but to declare a mistrial.

Burned me out for nothing.

I was unaware that I had to ask
your permission to use my own name.

Read your contract.
I own it.

Don't think I won't walk.

_

♪ Land of brave and true ♪ _

♪ With castles and clothing
and food for all ♪

♪ All belongs to you ♪

♪ Every man a king,
every man a king ♪

♪ For you can be
a millionaire ♪

♪ But there's something
belonging to others... ♪

Man on TV: The polls
are beginning to open

in what will be
a history-making election.

♪ When it's sunny June
and December, too ♪

♪ Or in the wintertime
or spring ♪

♪ There'll be peace
without end ♪

♪ Every neighbor a friend ♪

♪ With every man a king. ♪

That was our own
Huey Long's campaign song,

"Every Man A King."

I'm DJ Davis
and it is Election Day

here at WWOZ.

And we are spinning songs of
political import this morning.

The polls have indeed opened

in our politically calcified
and corrupt state.

And remember, if you want
your vote to matter,

the question is
what are you doing here?

To paraphrase the great
Lafcadio Hearn...

better to vote once in Ohio

in sackcloth and ashes

than to vote 10 times
in every parish in Louisiana.

♪ Now is the time
for all good men ♪

♪ To get together
with one another... ♪

For real, Pop?

You heard me.

Chance might not come around
again for a long while.

Chance to do what?

Vote for a black president.

You really think that's
gonna change some shit?

It might.

- ♪ I was born...
- Damn!

♪ By the river...

This is beautiful.

♪ In a little town, yes ♪

♪ Just like that river ♪

♪ I've been rolling
ever since... ♪

( radio playing )

- You no come in?
- What for?

I'm not a citizen.

But you tell your wife
how to vote.

Because you no citizen,

she will vote
as her father say.

Later, when you vote,

she will vote as you say.

Today I will show her.

( speaks Vietnamese )

- So who are you voting for?
- McCain.

Democrat in Vietnam.

They give up.
They quit.

Republican for me always.

McCain?

Father knows best.

♪ It's been a long ♪

♪ Yes ♪

♪ A long time coming ♪

♪ But I know a change
gonna come ♪

♪ Whoa, yes, it will. ♪

- ( applause )
- ( laughs ) Yeah.

Beautiful, man.
Beautiful.

Who's paying y'all for the gig?

Paying us?
No one's paying us, man.

Oh, man.

Let me go home
and get my horn, huh?

( music playing )

Reporter: At least 400
people are out here in line

and some of them getting here

as early as 3:00 AM
this morning.

Woman: I woke up at 3:00.
I woke up at 4:00.

I was like, "Okay, now it's time to
get ready and get out of the house."

I was surprised to see so many
people ahead of me already.

♪ Glory, glory, hallelujah ♪

♪ Glory, glory, hallelujah ♪

♪ Glory, glory, hallelujah ♪

♪ His truth
is marching on... ♪

( people chanting )
Yes, we can! Yes, we can!

Yes, we can!
Yes, we can!

Oh, my God!
Look at this.

Come on!

Yes, we can!
Yes, we can!

Yes, we can! Yes, we can!

- ( chanting continues )
- Wow.

And you wanted me
to vote in Connecticut.

( chanting continues )

DJ: DJ Smoke-A-Lot
taking requests.

There he is.
There he is.

Man: Baby, we did it. We did it.

President Obama:
Is anyone out there

who still doubts
that America is a place

where all things are possible?

Who still wonders
if the dream of our founders

is alive in our time?

Tonight is your answer.

( cheering )

It's been a long time coming.

But tonight, because of
what we did on this day,

- in this election...
- There's the president, baby.

...at this
defining moment...

He looks just like you.

...change has come
to America.

( cheering )

Yes, we can!
Yes, we can!

Yes, we can! Yes, we can!
Yes, we can!

Yes, we can!
Yes, we can!

- ( trumpet playing )
- ( chanting continues )

( music playing )

♪ Hanging in the Treme ♪

♪ Watching people sashay ♪

♪ Past my steps ♪

♪ By my porch ♪

♪ In front of my door ♪

♪ Church bells are ringing ♪

♪ Choirs are singing ♪

♪ While the preachers groan ♪

♪ And the sisters moan
in a blessed tone ♪

♪ Mm-hmm, yeah ♪

♪ Down in the Treme,
just me and my baby ♪

♪ We're all going crazy ♪

♪ While jamming
and having fun ♪

♪ Trumpet bells ringing ♪

♪ Bass drum is swinging ♪

♪ As the trombone groans ♪

♪ And the big horn moans
and there's a saxophone ♪

♪ Down in the Treme ♪

♪ It's me and my baby ♪

♪ We're all going crazy ♪

♪ While jamming
and having fun ♪

♪ Down in the Treme ♪

♪ It's me and my baby ♪

♪ We're all going crazy ♪

- ♪ While jamming and having fun. ♪
Man: - Whoo!

( chickens clucking )

( groans )

Oh, fuck.

Come on.

- ( clucks )
- Fuck you.

( door closes )

I'm no pro, but I work cheap.

What do you think?

Nice.

No, no, Desautel's what?

Why not just Desautel's?

Because that was the name
of my first restaurant

and because I'd have
to repaint the sign.

Desautel's Elsewhere.

Desautel's in the Bywater.

Bywater sounds like
a by-product.

Pas si appetissant.

Desautel's Cuisine?

- That's terrible.
- ( laughs )

Desautel's...

( beeping )

You know where you're going, right?
Off of Veterans?

Yeah, I know where I'm going.

Hey.

Have them give me a call

when they get it up on the lift
and have a look, all right?

- All right, I'm gonna tell them
to call you. - Okay, thank you.

Hey!

What do I do about the...

Nelson: Hurricane Ike
really tore this place up.

Arnie: New Orleans, Galveston,
they got to land somewhere.

I can't believe this.
How long have I been on hold?

A lot of people trying to get
through today, I'm guessing.

So I'm just another chump?

Five mil of mine
under this guy's ass,

I can't get him on the phone
like some discount broker?

The fuck is that?

Come on.

We get with these guys, cuz, try to
say as little as possible, okay?

- Jimmy Staunton?
- Yeah.

Nelson Hidalgo.

Bobby called me about you already.
Called twice, in fact.

This is Doug McCreary
from Houston.

- Nice to meet you.
- Pleasure.

How much of a slice
are you looking for?

Ooh, as big a piece of the
pie as you need me to take.

I got 15 crews on the ground
here in Galveston already.

I can bring more as soon
as you say the word.

You didn't like
New Orleans much?

Work was good.
But I'm home now.

And damn glad to be back in the
Lone Star State, believe me.

Well, if you're tight with
Bobby, you're tight with me.

Of course, we expect you'll be
doing your banking with Doug here.

- Houston Mutual.
- Of course, where else?

My work is done here.

( rooster crows )

It's about time you picked up.

Never mind that.
Have you started unloading?

Why the hell not?

Don't tell me
to calm down. Sell!

Glenn, Glenn, Glenn.

We are shedding like
1,000 points on the Dow

in the two days
since the election.

I can't take anymore.

Get me out of this
fucking market now!

What do you think happened?

It's Obama, I guess.

Wall Street doesn't like
the guy or whatever.

Shit, this started
two months ago

when they let Lehman
Brothers go under.

How much you down?

Between yesterday and today

and what I lost two months ago,

about a million four
and climbing.

Don't worry, these are on me.

( band playing out of tune )

All right, all right,
all right, all right.

All right, all right.
That's enough.

Sounds cacophonous in here.

- From the Greek word caca.
- ( kids laugh )

What'd I tell y'all
about coming ready?

I mean, we trying,
Mr. Batiste.

You ain't trying all that hard.

I miss Mr. LeCoeur.

Y'all know Mr. LeCoeur
is not coming back.

You got me now all year.

And when you come to my class,

I expect you to come correct.

Where you off to, girl?

- Cherise got a boyfriend.
- ( class "oohs" )

I got to go pick up
my little brother.

- Boyfriend.
- ( bell rings )

Your boyfriend, huh?

All right, what is it?

'Cause that wasn't you
playing that horn.

I don't feel good,
Mr. Batiste.

It hurts.

You been pulling on it?

I'm saying it burns when I pee.

- Ooh!
- It's sticky down there.

Oh, God!

Look here, boy.

You ever been with a girl?

There's this girl around my neighborhood.
She been bothering me.

Yeah, they all do.

You got a family doctor?

- Insurance?
- Uh-uh.

( groans )

All right, man.
Gather your things, boy.

Your horn, too.

How's it been with y'all
and your stepfather?

He's getting to be
a pretty good cook.

- Finally.
- Yeah?

What's he cook?

You know, burgers,
scrambled eggs.

- Scrambled eggs?
- Yeah, we have breakfast for dinner a lot.

( chuckles )
Larry's a good man.

And he loves you like his own.

Then why?
Why'd you leave?

It's hard to explain.

Sometimes things just don't
work out between people.

Are you ever coming home?

To this house?

No, baby.

But we're gonna
be together again soon.

- You keep saying that.
- Because I mean that.

As soon as I get
the bar up and running,

I'm gonna find a place for us.

You finish the school year out

here in this house.

This is best for you for now.

Until things
sort themselves out.

Okay?

Hey.
Antoine?

- Sonny.
- Hey.

What are you here for, man?

I'm working here
a couple days a week.

Bethany got me some hours
to help with the paperwork.

Ah, a job job, huh?

Yeah, well, this keeps
me grounded, you know?

I feel like I'm giving back.

You playing at all?

A few gigs here and there.

But, you know, either I find
a steady wage on my own

or I'm gonna be stuck on my
father-in-law's fishing boat

until I can speak
Vietnamese as well as him.

- I hear that.
- Anyway, what can we do for you?

Me? Nothing.

See Robert here?

He's got a man problem.

- You know?
- ( claps )

Yeah, that.

Anyway, the desk lady said y'all
only treat professional musicians.

He's a musician,

but like a student
of mine at Elie.

Robert, how old are you?

Almost 15.

No way we treat
a kid at the clinic.

But the Daughters of Charity
will take him over at Oschner.

Is it gonna hurt?

They're gonna give you some
pills or something, boy.

Calm down.

14 and already burnt, huh?

Mm-hmm. Kid's a prodigy
in more ways than one.

- ( chuckles )
- You know the hardest thing

about being
a New Orleans musician?

Explaining to your girlfriend

why she got to take penicillin
for your kidney infection.

( both laugh )

Right?

What you laughing at, boy?

♪ And trying to be my friend,
is that a fact? ♪

♪ If you really was my friend,
then you would have my back ♪

♪ You can drop a few beats
from time to time ♪

♪ You can mess with the faders,
but you sure can't rhyme ♪

♪ Thought you were straight up,
but it turns out you're shady ♪

♪ You should take my side,
not stand by the uptown lady ♪

♪ Y'all are out of the business,
y'all can have your fun ♪

♪ Find another whipping boy
'cause DJ Davis ♪

- ♪ He ain't the one ♪
- ♪ Uh-uh ♪

♪ Fuck all of you bitches ♪

♪ I'm so sick of your shit ♪

♪ Whoo, you tell 'em ♪

♪ And y'all can't fire me ♪

♪ Why? ♪

♪ Don't expect me
on my hands and knees ♪

♪ Asking y'all
to rehire me, no ♪

- ♪ Y'all can't fire me ♪
- ♪ Why, why? ♪

♪ 'Cause I quit. ♪

And that's a wrap, bitch.

- ( feedback rings )
Man: - Oh, yeah!

Thank you.

We are DJ "I Quit" Davis
and the Educated Fools.

That was indeed our theme song
featuring the legendary Cheeky Blakk.

- Yeah.
Man: - Whoo!

Thank you, thank you.
We're gonna be right back

after a short break
and a safety meeting.

And then be back for
our third and final set.

So don't go anywhere.
And if you do go anywhere,

leave $10 in the tip jar

and a personal handwritten
letter of apology.

All right.

Jesus Christ.
Oh, fuck.

Hey, man, this is lighter
than last week.

Which was lighter
than the week before.

I'll take one.

We got to write something
fresh, something new.

Gentlemen and lady,

I think we've taken the pieces

of my stillborn opera
as far as we can.

( sighs )
What is my next move?

You could actually
fucking quit, Davis.

_

( music playing )

( singing in French )

( crowd cheering )

Thank you so much, you guys.

We are Annie Tee
and Her Bayou Cadillac.

And don't step away.

Michael Doucet
and BeauSoleil are up next.

Thank you so much.

Hey, Annie.
( speaks French )

And love the name
of the band, by the way.

- You do?
- Yeah.

- You don't mind?
- No, we take it as a compliment.

- We meant it as one.
- Thank you. Good luck.

- Bonne chance.
- Thank you so much. Have a great set.

- Hey!
- Hey.

Oh, my God.
I think best show yet.

I mean this one
or the one in Mobile.

I mean, don't you wish
we had these on tape?

We could throw together
a live album.

Hey, sell a few copies
in Mobile.

Or Lafayette.
Or even New Orleans.

- ( people chatting )
- ( music playing )

It's okay if I just get
a bite at the bar?

Thanks.

( playing )

Dude.

Oh, my God.

They're amazing.

I mean, listen to them.

That's what I want us
to be doing in a few years.

Hey, why do I get the feeling
you're trying to tell me something?

A few more years you want to
be big-time in Lafayette?

BeauSoleil
is big-time everywhere.

To you. But in case
you haven't noticed,

it is getting harder and harder to
survive on the margins in this industry.

What does that mean?

Look, the album
did what it did.

This touring's doing
what it can.

But you'll notice that once
we get north of anywhere,

y'all don't draw
and you do not sell.

Why? Because in the great
big world outside Louisiana,

y'all are a niche act.

And singing rock-and-roll
dance hall tunes

en Francais
for an encore--

that ain't it.

Marvin, what the fuck? We're in Lafayette.
They loved it.

That's right.
You're in Lafayette.

So what are you saying?

I thought you were hungrier.

That's what I'm saying.

( singing in French )

Chef.

Chef, my God.
Everything is delicious.

- Thank you.
- Can you sit for a second?

Yeah, I can sit for a second.

I'm glad you've done
so well with this place.

I would have hated
for it to sit empty.

You left a lot of goodwill.

I heard it didn't work out with
that big fine place on the Avenue.

- Yeah, I'm opening a new joint.
- Good for you. Where at?

Down the Bywater.
Dauphine and Louisa.

Whoa, that's way down
in the Bywater.

Hey, Bywater's
the next big thing.

- Feeny's such a douche, huh?
- Such a douche.

- Brett, top her off.
- Thanks, Brett.

Hmm, Saints are 4-4.

Oh.

Yeah. We got the Falcons
this Sunday in Georgia.

- Uh-huh.
- I hate the fucking Falcons.

Mmm.

I know, it's just football.

Matt Ryan's favorite
target-- Roddy White.

Jason Elam, he is money
inside the 50.

That is very impressive.

( laughs )

Oh, sweetie,
I got you some yogurt.

- It's in the fridge.
- I need coffee.

Got to pack and get going.

I thought college kids
drank beer in the morning.

( laughs )

I'm not at Tulane.

( laughs )

You look comfy.

Have you settled in,
like, permanently?

I'm just, you know...

Passing through?

Terry's house got torn down.

What happened?

I was too late getting started.

Mold and rot had its way
with just about everything.

You gonna rebuild?

Uh, we'll see.

So what should I call you now?

Terry?
Detective Colson?

The Tall Guy should do it.

Hmm.

That was...

- You did just fine.
- Mmm.

She's coming home
for Thanksgiving, right?

Yeah.
And you?

I think I'm gonna
stay here this year.

Oh.

With you and Sofia.

If you don't mind.

What about your family?

The boys are okay without me.

I already talked to them.

( laughs )

I guess I should have
asked you first.

I want you here.

Sofia wants you here.

- We can watch the game.
- Ooh!

Yeah, Saints
are playing the Pack.

- Hey hey!
- Hey hey.

( laughs )

Davis:
Nashville?

With studio musicians

and a handpicked band
for the next tour.

What the hell's wrong
with your band?

Nothing that I can tell,

but he says he's done all he
can with us the way we are.

But I like the way y'all are.

Me, too.
I mean, I thought I did.

But what do I know?

I should tell him
to go fuck himself, right?

I mean, isn't that
what I'm supposed to say?

I don't know.

Lost Highway Records?

That's a step above
any of the local labels.

Mine included, so...

Marvin fucking Frey.

I told you he was oozy.

No, I told you.

Yeah. Yeah, you did.

( chuckles )
So what are you gonna do?

I don't know.

I can't fire the band.

You know?

Anyway, enough about me.
How's your band?

- Oh, finally. Yeah, great.
- ( laughs )

We had a gig last night.
Big Top. Packed the place.

Had to be 15, 20 people there.

( laughs )

Shit.

Hey, thanks for letting me
talk this through with you.

I don't know who else
to go to with it.

What are psychically
wounded ex-lovers for?

Good to see you, Annie.

Same here.
Thanks for the ear.

Anytime.

- ( imitates motorcycle )
- ( laughing )

( imitates tires screeching,
engine revving )

Okay, what is that,
Mr. Riley?

It's a light-up, three-tier
merchandise display.

Did I ask for any of this?

But look.

- Ain't that sharp?
- Okay, get it out.

- Miss LaDonna...
- All I wanted was a shelf.

I'm not paying for any of this.
Take it out.

All right.

Why did I hire
your crazy ass again?

- She around?
- Your aunt?

No, Marie Laveau.

Yes, my aunt.
Did she come in today?

I can hit her on her cell.

No, I don't bother.
I'm out.

Here's your paycheck.

I got to go pick up
my car from the garage.

800 and change
for making the acquaintance

of another
Crescent City sinkhole.

Neither one of you are keeping
honest hours around here.

It's up to me
to hold down the fort.

Hey, most days, you guys pay
me not to come to work.

- You can admit it.
- Hold on a sec.

I want you to hear something.

Play that, loud.

- Who?
- Just play it.

Shit right there, next big
thing out of New Orleans.

Pssh.
All right.

We get them gutters up

and flashing
around the windows...

Thank God for stone.

When that's done, then
we'll tackle the carport.

We close in here.

Down to the punch list
and paint, pretty much.

You get caught up
in any of this?

Your bank?
Your investments?

A little, but I tend to be more
conservative in my approach.

Hold the Corps accountable.

What?

Down here in New Orleans,
we've lost our naiveté.

As it happens, we're a few years past
believing that anything but spit,

chewing gum, and dumb luck
keeps anyone high and dry.

Look, get yourself
a good meal, a few drinks,

and take comfort from the fact
you're gonna be making

most of this money
back very shortly.

The Mid-City properties
are ripe to be turned over.

You've got points
in a lot of that.

And I wouldn't bet against
the Jazz Center either.

Everything you see here is on Ray
Nagin's desk even as we speak.

Anything you need
from me right now?

There's a community meeting
in the Treme tomorrow night.

Jazz Center is on the agenda.

You mind monitoring that?

You're less likely to be
recognized and draw a crowd.

( chuckles )
No problem.

You're right about
getting that meal.

Tex-Mex is great, but duck
and Andouille gumbo?

I mean, come on.

( police radio chatter )

Man: So he's shot
in his front yard.

And, let me guess,
nobody saw anything.

I got that story
just about right?

( sighs )
Anyway...

Cappell.

Come here.

What have we got here?

Looks like the old man was robbed
and shot dead in his front yard.

- Witnesses?
- Not to my knowledge.

What about the crime camera?

- Anybody looked into that?
- Good luck.

Most of them are 10-7. People downtown
blaming the malfunctions on Gustav.

You done any canvassing?

I haven't gotten to it yet.

Sir.

I'm gonna check
the camera footage

and you start knocking
on some doors.

Now.

( music playing )

( music blaring )

What the fuck are you doing?

I can't turn off the ignition.

- I can't do it.
- Why not?

Listen.

Shorty, right?

Tracks off
a yet-to-be-released album.

Damn.

My mind is gone.
Just gone.

( imitates explosion,
splatter )

Looks like there is no footage
from Washington and Carondelet.

That camera's been
inoperable for some time.

So it's there for what reason?

Cameras do serve as a deterrent,
whether they work or not.

Fact is, some of the units aren't
connected to the server as of yet

and the city skimped
on repeaters,

so sometimes the signal
doesn't even get to us.

- Why am I not surprised?
- Frankly, we're understaffed here.

We don't have the manpower to monitor
them all even if they're live.

- How many of them are actually working?
- Right now?

In the Sixth?
10, maybe 12.

- Out of how many?
- 38.

You could talk to the folks over at
the Mayor's Office of Technology.

They might have a better
grasp of the situation.

Meffert's gone, right?
That useless fuck.

Who's in charge now?

The departmental contact
would be Mike Carambat.

Uh-huh.

He usually comes and pulls
the footage himself.

It's nice of you
to drop by, though.

( music blaring )

Sure you don't want
something stronger?

( coughing )

No, the water's fine.
Thank you.

( hammering, buzzing )

Man: - What up, Chief?
Man #2: - What up, Big Chief?

Hey, hey.

Y'all fixing to start soon?

Mmm. As soon
as I finish here.

- Are you in a rush?
- You planning on going late?

- Not too late. Why?
- I don't know.

Maybe something better
than "hey hey pocky way"

all night long might be better.

You feel me?

( music playing )

10 minutes.

Sure. Let me go
see a man about a horse.

_

Ugh!

( siren chirps )

Oh, fuck.

- ( toilet flushes )
- You were kind of late getting home.

Lesson plan.

I swear to God.
I had to finish it.

- Too much else got in the way this week.
- Like what?

Well, yesterday, one of
my kids got the clap.

Robert. Had to take him to a
clinic for some treatment.

A little young for that.

Eh, not too young.

Caught a dose from an older
gal from around the way.

Every neighborhood's got one.

- Yeah, I know.
- Don't get all nostalgic now.

Shoot, I can't even
remember that girl's name.

If you knew it to begin with.

You know, I didn't sign up for
father figure when I took this job.

But it feels like
I am one sometimes.

Jennifer's mine.
Cherise...

Pretty girl we went
to the Hall with?

Yeah, she's got
a boyfriend now.

These kids are growing up.

Pass me the salt,
will you, baby?

Watch your sodium
intake, big man.

- Can I get some salt?
- I don't think you can, no.

You know, I'm not even drunk.

- I had one beer.
- Ain't how many beers you had.

The bathroom in BJ's
is out of order.

Son, you can flash
your titties if you got 'em.

You can lie down in the street
in your own vomit.

But one thing that you cannot
do in the city of New Orleans

is pull your pecker out
in public

and piss on
our hallowed ground.

Dumb ass.
Take him to the house.

Man on radio: 'Cause you
see, the newspapers,

y'all favorite
the "Times-Picayune,"

would not give black sports
the coverage.

So in their minds,
Jesuit was state champ.

- It didn't matter...
- ( turns down radio )

( rattling )

♪ Mighty cooty fiyo ♪

All:
♪ Indian Red ♪

♪ Indian Red ♪

♪ We are the Indian ♪

- ♪ The Indian ♪
- ( men shouting )

♪ Indians 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 you call ♪

♪ My Indian Red... ♪

( overlapping arguing )

( buzzer sounds )

Hey, my name is Bill Gilday.

Check it.
Check with the bartender.

He'll tell you.
They beat me up.

( gasping ) I have asthma.
I need my inhaler.

You gotta...
call a doctor.

( gasping )

( wheezing )

Hey! Hey!

Hey!

This guy needs a doctor, man.

- Are you a doctor?
- No.

Then what the fuck do you know?

( gasping )

The hell happened
to the pork loin?

Nelson, good to see
you, brother.

Hey, Tim.
How you been?

- The chef in?
- He is.

He?

Len Demaria,
our new chef de cuisine.

Brought him in special from Atlanta.
Very excited about him.

New flavors.
New directions.

- How's the pork?
- It's good. Fine.

- Tim, your friend is here.
- Excuse me a minute.

( sighs )

Desautel ain't on
the Avenue no more, huh?

Not for a couple of months.

( prisoners arguing )

- This again.
- Any opening, any district.

- I don't care where.
- No one wants you. No one.

Well, I'm not quitting and I'm not gonna
let you cocksuckers set me up, either.

I've documented
every half-assed attempt

to flake me
or jam me the fuck up

to the point where
if anyone still wants to try,

you're gonna look
like horseshit.

The paper trail
is just too thick now.

- You're paranoid, Terry.
- Right.

All requests
for transfer are denied.

- Fuck.
- You're a contrary motherfucker.

Why don't you take
the pension and walk?

What are you waiting for?

'Cause I keep thinking
that this can't go on.

That someone somehow is gonna come
through here and clean our house up.

And leave you here like a new, shiny penny?
Is that how you see it?

You spent six years
in the Eighth District, Terry.

No one stays a virgin
down there.

Yeah, that's right.

( buzzer sounds )

Somebody mistreat you in there?

No, not me.

Yeah, but what?
What happened?

They brought this guy in last
night and he had been beaten.

He had asthma.
He couldn't breathe.

He was crying for his inhaler and
the guards just left him there.

- ( buzzer sounds )
- They just left him lying there?

Yeah.
He stopped breathing.

He turned blue
and I'm yelling for help.

And finally, the medics come in and
they kind of try to revive him,

but he was--
he was dead.

- Jesus.
- ( buzzer sounds )

You get a name?

Bill something.

( music playing )

Are you gonna be ready?
Doesn't look it.

- I'm just saying.
- We'll be ready.

What you got in the box there?

A gift from me.

No discount
on this stuff either.

I had to go all out
with Bacchanal.

Order it in advance.

But, hey, how many times
am I gonna be around

to see you open up
a new restaurant?

Six, seven times, tops.

You know I'm opening
without a full bar, right?

I can't get any credit
with any liquor distro.

All the more reason
for my largesse.

This is full-bodied stuff,

yet light enough
to marry most any dish.

Serve it compliments
of the house,

engender some goodwill
with your first customers.

This is so sweet, Davis.

No, not at all.
Congratulations.

Hey, you want me
to serve you a sample

off the new menu tonight
right here at the bar?

- We'll open one of these bottles.
- Later in the week, thanks.

I want to catch
this community meeting.

Yeah, people are all riled up about
them closing down the clubs.

Rumor is Donna's is next.

Live music on Rampart
is at risk.

Well, come by afterwards.

Okay.
Oh, no!

No, I got tickets
to see Shorty at the Wolf.

Actually had to pay face value.

I couldn't get
on the guest list.

Whoa, that must be some gig.

You know, Shorty,
his new shit, it's insane.

It has to be heard and seen.
Talk of the town.

All right, well, you have
a rain check, Davis.

All right.

- Congrats.
- Thank you.

Toni:
Who's Andre Johnson?

You asked to see the most
recent in-custody death.

I'm looking for
a William Gilday.

This is what I got.

Johnson's a suicide.
What I'm looking for

is a natural causes medical,
asthma attack.

So the paper on Gilday,
it must not have landed yet.

What are you
telling me, Richard?

That there's been more
than one death at OPP

in the last, what, 36 hours?

What's going on
over there, Richard?

Hmm?

Anybody making any noise
about this yet?

( laughs )
It's a jail, Toni.

Shit happens.

When the Gilday
report comes in,

I'll burn you a copy.

Man:
Now fact of the matter is

I don't care
how you dress this up.

We can see what's going on
a mile away.

This is flat-out
gentrification at its finest!

- Now, I know we all go to church
in here, right? - Amen!

No problem at all. We don't
mind being sanctified.

- Testify.
- But we will not stand here

and be gentrified
in our own community!

- That's right.
- If you think for a minute

that you'll be able to come
into our neighborhoods

and take what's
rightfully ours...

Just getting warmed up, are we?

( exhales )

Why is everyone in this town so
damned pissed off all the time?

I mean, what's there
to yell about?

Man: You're trying to
rejuvenate our community.

Are you kidding?

How bad would it be
if someone did something

with the old
Municipal Auditorium?

I mean, it isn't like you put
up a performing arts center

and property values
go into a free fall.

Jazz Center would be
a good thing, right?

Man: They shut down the Funky
Butt when we had that.

And now they shut down
the Little People's Place.

And right now they're trying to
pass noise ordinances to get...

The clubs on Rampart,

Funky Butt,
King Bolden's--

those places
were real jazz centers.

Those places are where
the music comes from.

And the city shuts them down.

Well, that sucks.

But the auditorium is still
empty, so what the hell?

This could be good for the
city, good for everybody.

Yeah, as long as it's not
one for the other.

Open a music museum and
then close down the clubs.

It wouldn't be a museum.

Just want to be included!

Wait, you're on
that team, ain't you?

The suits, the money.

You got a dog
in this fight, don't you?

Woman: ...much about how they're
rebeautifying the Treme,

but there's still three
blighted properties...

( playing )

( applause )

( applause, cheering )

Sitting in with us on trumpet,

Mr. Delmond Lambreaux.

( cheering )

Ladies and gentlemen,
Mr. Ellis Marsalis.

( crowd cheering )

Man: Mic check, one, two.
Mic check, one, two.

- Antoine Batiste.
- Hey, Davis.

How are you?

Please allow me to introduce

Nelson Hidalgo
of Dallas, Texas.

Nelson is a corporate succubus

who has set up shop in
our quaint little village

with the intent of
harnessing its very essence

for fun and profit.

Right?

No, he is in desperate
need of reeducation

of a kind that only
DJ Davis can provide.

Anybody have a joint
I could borrow?

- How you doing?
- I'm all right, I think.

The place is packed.

Yeah, man.
Word's out on Shorty.

Oh, his new stuff is insane.
I heard the demo.

Yeah, well, we'll see.

- Ah!
- ( laughs )

And so begins the lesson.
( imitates lighter )

( inhales, exhales )
Go.

- Anyone want anything?
- Amber.

If you buying, Crown and Coke.

You got it.

Why you want to go and call
that man a suck you butt?

He seems okay to me.

- How's he doing?
- Good. Really good.

In remission.
He's amazing.

Chemo kicked his ass,
but you'd never know it.

When are you
coming back to New York?

I don't know. I just want to
make sure he's out of the woods.

Got to be cancer-free
like three years.

I understand,

but you're not coming back to New
York for three fucking years?

No, no, no. We're just waiting
on some more tests and shit.

Can you get away
for a day or two?

- Terence is doing a session.
- Hell, yes.

But what Terence need
another trumpet for?

Something he wrote.
I don't know.

He wants you for the gig.

Yeah, man.
Oh!

Second set.
Talk about big daddies.

Ellis?
No shit.

- Catch you after?
- Yeah, I'll be here.

( music playing )

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

( TV playing )

Brandi:
Good night?

Oh, babe, great gig.

Great gig.

( turns TV off )

Such a pleasure, you know?

Went by and saw
your father today.

He looked great.
Really.

He does, I know.

When are you gonna tell him?

- I thought I'd wait.
- For what?

I don't know.
It's stupid.

Superstitious, but ain't
that what they say,

a baby is born, somebody dies?

God, you're morbid.

That's not what I mean.

Circle of life.

Your father's gonna get to
play with his granddaughter.

Yeah, you're right.

- ( laughs )
- How you know it's gonna be a girl?

We only have girls
in my family.

I can live with that.

Yeah?

♪ I had you all night long ♪

♪ I knew it all right
when I asked your name ♪

♪ That you were
the right one, yeah ♪

♪ But you were not there ♪

♪ When the morning came. ♪

( cheering )

( vocalizes )

If you're feeling all right,
somebody say yeah!

Crowd: Yeah!

♪ I said if you're
feeling all right ♪

♪ Somebody say yeah! ♪

Crowd:
Yeah!

( vocalizing )

We love you.

We're gonna take a quick break.

We'll be right back.
Thank you!

- ( music stops )
- ( cheering )

What?

Antoine, how you been, baby?

Fine until that last set.

What, you don't like
where I'm going?

I don't like where I'm going.

I'm going up
Magazine Street right now

to sell my fucking 'bone at
a motherfucking pawn shop.

- Oh, man.
- Seriously, man.

I mean, what's the damn point?

I'm starting to actually
believe that I might never

catch up with your ass when
it comes to playing music.

Thank you, man.
We're gonna try

to get some of this stuff
on a record come next year.

Quick as you can.

Can I throw you one
I can't get to?

A gig?
Oh, yeah, sure.

Movie coming to town
around New Year.

Thing about old-time
jazz musicians.

Text me that contact, brah.
I appreciate it.

- You got it.
- You got my number?

- I got it.
- Come on, I'll buy you a drink.

Yeah.

Oh, hey.

- Shorty.
- That's Shorty?

Yeah, back in the beginning.

I was wondering about his name.

He's not short no more.

You see my point?

I do not.
I confess.

Look, he is who he is

because he comes from
where he comes from.

Not some music conservatory,
performance art center.

None of that shit.

He comes from the street.

From the second lines,
from the funerals,

and later, those shithole
three-sets-a-night clubs.

The music lives
where it lives, brah.

You can't fuck with that.

You don't want
to fuck with that.

For real.

Putting on a little weight.

My appetite's back.

( chuckles )
I can see that.

I'm gonna get on
out of here, me.

- Why?
- Before your daughter come home.

Davina's gone to Baton Rouge

for a few days
with her girlfriends.

Well, if you prefer
Residence Inn...

I prefer it right here.

Well, that suits me.

Let me take care of you.

Can I ask you a question?

Mm-hmm.

How you feeling, baby?

Good.

Real good.

Except for everybody keeps
asking me how I feel,

I feel fine.

( laughs )

How you feeling?

I'm so happy to be here.

And your boys?

How's that?

That's not so good.

Whew, I miss my babies.

I got to wait
till the divorce is over

before I can find
a place to stay.

You sure it's the right thing?

I don't know.

But for me
and Larry both, yeah.

Yeah.

I'm tired of pretending.

Can I ask you something else?

Mm-hmm.

What does mighty
cooty fiyo mean?

Depends.

On who you asking.

I'm asking you.

( chuckles )

Well, to me...

it might mean this.

( door closes )

C'est très beau.

( car horn honks )

See you tomorrow.

Yeah. Tomorrow.

( door closes )

( music playing )

♪ I was born by the river ♪

♪ In a little tent, yeah ♪

♪ Just like that river ♪

♪ I've been rolling
ever since ♪

♪ It's been a long ♪

♪ Long time coming ♪

♪ I know a change gonna come ♪

♪ Oh, yes, it will ♪

♪ Well, it's too hard living ♪

♪ But I'm afraid to die ♪

♪ 'Cause I don't know
what's up there ♪

♪ Lord, beyond the sky ♪

♪ It's been a long ♪

♪ Long time coming ♪

♪ I know a change
gonna come... ♪