Your Honor (2019–…): Season 2, Episode 4 - Part Fourteen - full transcript
Previously on Your Honor...
This is Rocco Adam Baxter.
He's your grandson.
I don't want that man
anywhere near this family.
I need you to make this intro.
'Cause I'm not going
back to New Orleans
empty-handed and ass
out, you heard me?
This is the
most money I ever
trusted somebody
with at one time.
Did you ever tell
anyone anything
that I should be worried about?
You know I would do
anything to protect you.
You're the only
friend I've got left.
I want the citizens of this city
to have a say in its future.
They ought to benefit from
a billion-dollar
development deal
that goes through this office.
If only we could
get as much support
as that drug-dealing bitch
from the Lower Ninth.
I made promises to the
people of this city.
Helping rich folk get
richer wasn't one of them.
My family's name used
to mean something here.
If this hotel were called Conti
instead of Baxter,
no one would dare
encroach on our territory.
Got a better offer.
Either you sell me this club
or your heirs will.
Her offer was to close at the
end of the week, and all cash.
Mm. Nephew.
What you doing here?
We're here to see my
favorite auntie, of course.
Change of plans. Run it back.
I need the cash back now.
Run it back? It's already set.
Do you understand what happens
if we piss this guy off?
Just get
your ass on the road
and bring me my fucking money.
Big Mo. She canceled the order.
What?
I'm bringing the money
back to New Orleans.
If you leave town
now, I'm fucked!
You know Roderick don't
play about his money.
Fuck, man!
Hey, I got him.
- What's up?
- Get over here.
Aah! Fuck!
Tense, pulsing music
I want to eradicate
an entire criminal organization.
I can't
be a spy for you.
At this moment, Michael,
all I want you to do
is love that baby.
Tomorrow's my birthday.
50th.
There will be a party
over at my hotel.
You should join us.
slow, ominous music
How did you know I was
staying with my mother-in-law?
Judge.
Why don't you bring your
friend Charlie Figaro as well.
See you at the party.
And we're in.
Slow, tense music
Little Mo here.
You know what to do, so do.
Quite a night
you're having, huh?
Thank you.
Very nice.
So, your mother-in-law's
not home tonight?
She's in Baton Rouge.
Legislature's in session.
But you knew that already.
Trying to
make small talk.
So, uh...
how's Jimmy?
Older.
Yeah, he invited me to a
birthday party tomorrow night.
Really?
You think he wants to
use you as a piñata?
Did he say anything else?
He wants me to bring Charlie.
Good. So bring him.
I agreed to help you so that
I could protect Charlie.
This is you protecting Charlie.
So I could just deliver
him to Jimmy Baxter?
What are
you worried about?
It's just a birthday party.
Whoa.
Michael.
Michael.
You just do everything
I tell you to do,
and your friend Charlie
will be just fine, okay?
Hello?
This
is a call from an inmate
at the Harris County Jail.
To accept the charges...
press one.
Slow, somber music
Hey,
Ma. I need your help.
What'd you do?
Nothing.
Just me and Little Mo had words.
Cops blew it out of proportion.
Words over what?
Ma...
What did you and Little Mo
have words over?
Nothing.
Must not be nothing if
you're calling me from jail.
Ma, can you please
just get me out?
Please.
I've got a lot of
things to do today,
and bailing your behind out
of jail ain't one of them.
You're up.
Who'd you call?
Johnnie Cochran.
You would be dumb enough
to call a dead lawyer.
Hey. Other phone.
Hello?
This
is a call from an inmate
at the Harris County Jail.
To accept the
charges, press one.
Tense music
Hey,
Little Man, it's me.
Yo. Are y-you all right?
I've been better.
You got my bag, right?
Yeah.
It's under my bed.
All right, good.
I'm-a figure out a
way to get out of here
so I can get back
to New Orleans.
Until then, I'm-a need
you to guard that shit.
Okay.
That's my life in
there, Little Man.
You heard me?
Yeah, I-I got you.
All right, good.
Morning.
Hey.
Did you go out with
the boys last night?
Oh, yeah. We got
something to eat.
And?
Trey and Little Mo got into it.
They got busted.
And where were you?
I was
waiting in the car.
Okay.
Just trying to get
to the bottom of it.
Slow, tense music
Who's that?
Roderick?
What up, Miss Sheila?
- What are you doing here?
- Looking for Trey.
- In my backyard?
- Didn't want to wake anyone up.
Is he around?
He hasn't
lived here for years.
Well, he's not
in his apartment, either.
Been
trying pretty hard
- to find him, haven't you?
- Yeah.
Got some mechanical issues.
Maybe something he
can help me with.
You know where he is?
Trey is a grown man.
I don't keep tabs on him.
What about you?
Hmm? You seen him?
No.
What's in the backpack?
It's just my books and stuff.
What are you doing?
- Had to check.
- Get out my house.
Have a blessed day.
You all right?
So,
what do you think?
I know, I know.
It's gonna be all
right.
Okay...
No, that doesn't work.
I need you to be my
eyes at the party.
Wh-What is it you want to see?
Jimmy's over-leveraged.
That's what these people do.
They dream about projects
that are way too big for them,
and then they make mistakes.
You are grasping at straws.
I am building a case.
No, I know a strong
case when I see it,
and I know when prosecutors
are not standing
on solid ground.
You play the ponies?
- What?
- Horse racing.
- You ever go to the tracks?
- No.
Well, I do. I love it.
I love horses.
I love that they're imperfect.
I love that it's up to
us to get to know them,
and that is my specialty.
Huh.
And you, my friend,
are a mudder.
- Oh.
- You're not the strongest,
you're not the fastest,
and you're certainly
not the prettiest.
But when shit gets
fucking messy,
that's when I'm
betting you shine.
Let's try this.
- Hmm?
- Hmm.
Mm. That...
Okay, what's going on here?
I think it's... Albert
Einstein, mad genius?
Mm. It's more like
Saddam Hussein
hiding in a hole.
Where's Andy?
Still hiding.
Girl.
Why does a woman afraid
of needles become a nurse?
Mm-hmm.
This is Sheila.
Hey, sis.
Slow, somber music
Who... who died?
Everyone's alive and well.
Hmm. Well, after
ten years of silence,
I thought we was done talking.
I can't find our nephew.
Ain't heard from
him since yesterday.
Mm, he's with his cousin.
You know where?
I told you to stay
away from Trey.
This ain't got nothing
to do with him.
Don't play with me.
Not about my son.
Look, I'm just trying
to reach Little Mo.
You gonna help me or no?
Is this about money or drugs?
Because I know damn well
it's about one or the other.
See, why you got
to go there? Huh?
Mm-hmm. Am I wrong?
Yeah, thought so.
I ain't call you for no lecture.
No, you called
because you got those
boys in trouble again.
So I'm-a tell you one last time,
stay away from my son.
Here
you go, gentlemen.
Thank you kindly.
This is nice.
I mean, it's not like old times,
but it still feels kind of good.
I need to ask you a favor.
What is it?
I need you to come to a
birthday party with me.
That's what you
wanted to ask me?
It's for Jimmy Baxter.
You're kidding.
Are you out of your mind?
You shouldn't be
talking to Jimmy Baxter.
Hell, I shouldn't be
talking to Jimmy Baxter.
He wants political influence.
He's trying to get to me through
you, and you're letting him?
There's another reason.
Come on.
It's just that...
he and I...
have a grandchild.
Adam and Fia, they have a baby.
She didn't know she was
pregnant when, uh...
Fuck me.
This is all my fault.
What do you mean?
I got Adam his first
box of condoms.
Never showed him how to use
them, though.
So you'll be there?
- He's using you.
- I know.
I know. Still, I'd-I'd
like it if you were there.
Let me think about it.
Thank you.
Soft, intriguing music
Hello, Fia.
Hi, Dad.
Today's my birthday.
Happy birthday.
Could I see Rocco?
He just went down.
Sorry.
Your mother's throwing
me a party tonight.
It would mean a lot
if you would join us.
I'll try.
I, uh, invited Adam's father.
I hope to see you.
The whole family
should be there.
Okay.
So, the two of you are
back on your bullshit?
We ain't do nothing...
Ah. I'm gonna get
to you in a minute.
Quiet, tense music
You begged me to
take that boy in,
and what did I say?
What did I say?
You said, "Trouble better..."
"Trouble better
not come with him."
Why is my sister calling me?
I don't know.
She probably worried about me.
I ain't never known her
to be a worrier before.
At least not about
anybody in this family.
And why is your friend Roderick
snooping around my
house this morning?
Did you let him inside?
I swear to God, if
either one of y'all
- let some shit into my house...
- Look, look,
just-just get me out,
and I'll take care of it.
Please, Aunt Sheila.
Get me out,
and this, it'll
never happen again.
I promise.
Tense, ominous music
You don't like parties?
I'm not going to your father's
birthday party with you.
- Why not?
- He's my boss.
He's my boss, too. So what?
Aren't you supposed
to be working?
I'm always working.
Security's 24/7.
Yeah. I feel real
safe right now.
Check this out.
There are 11 people in
this lobby, including us.
Family of four waiting for
the elevator. Harmless.
Married couple looking at
the menu for the restaurant.
Its lunchtime. That makes sense.
That leaves three people,
and I'm tracking all of them.
There's a guy in a
chair at my five o'clock
reading yesterday's
newspaper. I don't like that.
There's a strong gentleman
who just entered,
and he walks with a limp,
probably a... old war injury,
which means he's likely
trained in hand-to-hand combat.
Then there's a woman
wearing sunglasses,
carrying an umbrella
even though the forecast
calls for clear skies.
And there's another guy...
super good-looking,
and you're crushing
on him, big-time.
Not one of
those things is accurate.
Are you
sure about that?
Carlo.
Hi, Mom.
Can I speak
with you for a moment?
Yeah.
- I don't want you slumming it.
- Jesus, Mom.
Don't ever settle.
Are you making sure there's
extra security tonight?
Yeah, I'm on it.
Makes me nervous having
this many family members
together out in the open.
Mom, no one's gonna
touch us again.
You're your mother's son.
Yeah, that's probably
why Dad doesn't like me.
Oh, no, he loves you. He
just doesn't understand you.
You know, till I had you,
my relationship with my papa
was the most important
thing in the world to me.
I pray one day you'll have
that with your father.
It's okay.
I have that with you.
How you
coming with that plus-one?
- To be determined.
- Mm.
I'd hate to see you go stag.
I'll talk to you later.
- Thanks.
- Mm-hmm.
Um...
So, are you... are you coming
to my dad's birthday party?
I am.
I-I just... I don't
want my family
butting into every single
part of my life.
I honestly think that you
should stay away from them.
Bad things happen
when they're around.
Bad things happen
when I'm around, too.
I just want one person in
my life that I can trust.
Can I ask you a question?
Yeah.
When you look at me, do
you see Saddam Hussein?
Are...
Really?
Well, I mean, now you've
said it, it's all I can see.
Slow, tranquil music
Tell me you found them.
They were picked up in Houston.
Got in a fight.
- With who?
- With each other.
And then Little Mo hit a cop.
Quiet, tense music
I need him out.
Yeah, what you need
and what I'm gonna do
are two different things.
Tell them he's your CI.
Talk up that "brothers
in blue" bullshit.
Just get him released.
What am I, a genie
in a fucking lamp?
Genies don't get fucking paid.
You're not paying me enough.
Well, I figured my
silence was priceless.
Well, so is me shielding
you from the New Orleans PD.
I'm getting tired of always
being on this end of the call.
And I'm getting tired of
having to repeat myself.
Little Mo's in jail,
and he needs not be,
right now.
Yeah. I'll see what I can do.
Bitch.
Which one of y'all is
the fastest driver?
You look like a
different person.
Wow.
Mm-hmm.
A new man, indeed.
Happy birthday.
Thank you, thank you.
It's incredible what
a good barber can do.
That would be me,
thank you very much.
Not too shabby.
Well...
Seems like I've been
overpaying for years.
Please, come in, come in.
Let's get you a cocktail.
Oh, watch your step.
What is Michael
Desiato doing here?
I didn't know he was coming.
But you don't seem
terribly surprised.
Carlo.
Mr. Desiato.
This is a private party.
Jimmy invited me.
Is that so?
Yes.
When were you talking
with my husband?
He was visiting Fia.
Shake it in the morning,
shake it in the night
tense, ominous music
Stay away from my family.
Hi, Michael.
Look, I'm leaving.
Not until you do what
you came there to do.
Look, I-I don't even
know what I'm doing.
Just keep your eyes open.
There's something missing,
Michael, so I need you there.
I am not wanted here.
Look, forget Gina, okay?
Jimmy wants you there.
That's all that matters.
tense, dramatic music
And they're off.
Cornwall Pete jumps
right out of the gate...
And
into the first turn,
Sibling Rivalry
moves into second,
- followed by Applegate.
- Come on, baby.
And
Sibling Rivalry
- has taken the lead at...
- Come on.
Sibling
Rivalry is holding,
but Cornwall Pete is inching
back up on the outside,
with 3/16 of a mile to go.
And it's Sibling Rivalry
and Cornwall Pete,
one and two, neck and
neck, stride by stride.
It's going to be
tight to the finish.
And the winner is Cornwall Pete!
Fuck.
And I can feel it
all in my hands
Yeah, I can feel
it all in my soul
I can feel it all in my feet, oh
I can feel it all in my bones
I can feel it all in my hands
And I can feel it all in my soul
Put your hands up in the air...
Hey, you
do have a face.
Hey, don't look at me like that.
I came here to see the baby.
Thank you.
I imagine it's past its bedtime.
Well, someone must
have a photo at least.
Yeah
Now, if you don't
know what to do
Raise your hands and act a fool
Put your hands up in
the air, let me hear you
Say yeah, yeah...
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Dear Jimmy
Happy birthday
To you
Hey!
Does everybody...
everybody have one?
I want to thank you
so much. Cheers.
Happy birthday!
Everyone. Friends, family.
I am grateful to
mark this special day
with each and every one of you.
A big thank-you to my
extraordinary wife, Gina,
for arranging these festivities.
Now, if a man's
been lucky enough
to spend half a
century on this earth,
then he's, uh...
he's likely been
blessed and cursed, hmm?
You can't, uh, spend...
50 years of life
without a bit of both.
Time brings joy
and pain.
Loss and renewal.
And tonight, I want to recognize
the newest addition
to our family,
Judge Michael Desiato.
tense, dramatic music
Now, come on, Judge.
Welcome him, welcome
him. Come on.
Give him a round of applause,
everybody, come on.
Cheer him on, please.
Come on, come on.
As most of you know,
I became a
grandfather this year.
Yes, yes, I know. I know.
Well, so,
too, did Michael.
Our lovely daughter Sofia,
and his late son, Adam,
blessed us with new life
and new family.
I ask you to welcome him into
your hearts tonight, hmm?
Give him a round of applause.
Oh, I'd also like to
recognize Michael's
best friend, the mayor
of our fine city,
Mr. Charlie Figaro.
Come on, Mr. Mayor.
Come on down, Mr. Mayor.
Come on down. That's right.
Welcome our shy
mayor. My goodness.
Thank you.
Uh, as I understand
it, Mr. Mayor,
you were...
godfather to Michael's son.
Yeah.
Well, I...
I would imagine that you were a
fine steward of that position.
Now, perhaps,
you might be the
perfect candidate
to be Baby Rocco's godfather.
Raise your glasses, everybody.
To old friends
and new family.
Cheers. Thank you so much
- for being here tonight.
- Cheers.
Let's enjoy some cake, shall we?
Cheers.
So good to have you both here.
Thank you so much. Cheers.
Ah, Mayor Figaro, Judge Desiato,
meet Carmine Conti,
my father-in-law.
Always a pleasure to meet
the city's power brokers.
I'm looking forward to
the wonderful things
we'll do together.
Dramatic, ominous music
- You're being released.
- Finally.
Just Morrow.
Apparently, you need to get
yourself some better friends.
Too bright, bright
It's too bright, too bright
Bright, too bright,
too bright, bright
We know how to
shine in the night
Cut the lights off,
it's too bright
Cut the lights off
It's too bright
We know how to shine,
we know how to shine
Cut the lights off,
it's too bright
If it way too heavy,
better pass that shit
Anything you want, be
sure to pass that shit
I feel fantastic
Got the pedal to the metal...
Appreciate you.
This ain't no courtesy call.
Big Mo's not happy.
But she will be.
Let me hold your phone.
You got her money?
Gonna go get it.
Don't leave a message.
Hey, it's me.
Chris and Russell
just picked me up.
I'm not sure where you at,
but we're on the way
back to the house.
Get the fuck out of there.
It's too bright
What's wrong, my darling?
Nothing. I'm fine.
Gina. Tell me.
You see why I
called you to come?
Every day, I get
more and more worried
about the direction this
family is heading in.
It's going to be all right.
I don't know, Papa.
Things are different now.
That's why I'm here.
Thank you for coming.
I figured Carmine
Conti was dead.
He's been living on some
island off the coast of Italy,
but he hasn't set foot in New
Orleans since the late '90s.
Why is he back here now?
You know what?
Let's worry about that when we
get the fuck up out of here.
Yeah.
Michael?
- Hi, Mayor Figaro.
- Hi, Fia.
Um, I'm really sorry about
what my dad did. I don't...
- I don't know what that was.
- Don't worry about it.
Just promise me I'll get a
chance to see that baby someday.
Yeah, I promise.
Uh, do you want to
see a picture of him?
- You know I do.
- Okay.
Here you go.
Aw.
Look at that.
Yeah.
I'm-a leave the
two of you to talk.
Okay.
- Charlie, thank you.
- Sure.
- I-I am so embarrassed.
- I'm sorry.
No, don't be.
You were right. I... I
shouldn't have come here.
My parents ruin everything.
I just don't want to get in
the middle of family affairs.
You are family.
That's the one thing
my dad got right.
Oh, no. Stop that.
- It's okay.
- It's fine.
Okay.
tense, ominous music
Get
out of my house.
Get out of my house!
Now!
Get out my house!
Fuck.
Yeah, we here with Little Mo.
Money's gone.
I got a pretty good
idea where it's at.
Tense, dramatic music
Bring his ass back
to New Orleans.
Welcome home, Little Man.
Michael.
The birthday boy would
like a moment of your time.
Please.
Tense, ominous music
Oh, you do
scrub up well, Judge.
Come on.
All right. Okay.
Looks like you're missing one.
He's clean.
You know, my daughter
barely speaks to me anymore.
The harder I try,
the more she pulls away.
But you...
You make it look so easy.
Now, I remember, I remember...
I was gonna blow your brains out
when I thought you'd
taken a child from me.
That what you're
trying to do now?
Hmm? 'Cause, uh, Fia...
is the most precious thing
I have in this world.
I understand.
Do what you have to do.
What do you want with my family?
Nothing.
Nothing?
Nothing.
Then why get a job
delivering meat
to my hotel?
Hmm?
Come drinking at my bar,
telling Carlo about
Harry the Hook,
and why do I keep seeing
you around my children?
Now, remind me.
They let you out of
prison early because...?
Because...
I wanted to kill myself.
They didn't want my
blood on their hands.
But that shouldn't stop you.
Go ahead...
and just do it.
Please.
I won't be
your executioner.
intriguing music
This is Rocco Adam Baxter.
He's your grandson.
I don't want that man
anywhere near this family.
I need you to make this intro.
'Cause I'm not going
back to New Orleans
empty-handed and ass
out, you heard me?
This is the
most money I ever
trusted somebody
with at one time.
Did you ever tell
anyone anything
that I should be worried about?
You know I would do
anything to protect you.
You're the only
friend I've got left.
I want the citizens of this city
to have a say in its future.
They ought to benefit from
a billion-dollar
development deal
that goes through this office.
If only we could
get as much support
as that drug-dealing bitch
from the Lower Ninth.
I made promises to the
people of this city.
Helping rich folk get
richer wasn't one of them.
My family's name used
to mean something here.
If this hotel were called Conti
instead of Baxter,
no one would dare
encroach on our territory.
Got a better offer.
Either you sell me this club
or your heirs will.
Her offer was to close at the
end of the week, and all cash.
Mm. Nephew.
What you doing here?
We're here to see my
favorite auntie, of course.
Change of plans. Run it back.
I need the cash back now.
Run it back? It's already set.
Do you understand what happens
if we piss this guy off?
Just get
your ass on the road
and bring me my fucking money.
Big Mo. She canceled the order.
What?
I'm bringing the money
back to New Orleans.
If you leave town
now, I'm fucked!
You know Roderick don't
play about his money.
Fuck, man!
Hey, I got him.
- What's up?
- Get over here.
Aah! Fuck!
Tense, pulsing music
I want to eradicate
an entire criminal organization.
I can't
be a spy for you.
At this moment, Michael,
all I want you to do
is love that baby.
Tomorrow's my birthday.
50th.
There will be a party
over at my hotel.
You should join us.
slow, ominous music
How did you know I was
staying with my mother-in-law?
Judge.
Why don't you bring your
friend Charlie Figaro as well.
See you at the party.
And we're in.
Slow, tense music
Little Mo here.
You know what to do, so do.
Quite a night
you're having, huh?
Thank you.
Very nice.
So, your mother-in-law's
not home tonight?
She's in Baton Rouge.
Legislature's in session.
But you knew that already.
Trying to
make small talk.
So, uh...
how's Jimmy?
Older.
Yeah, he invited me to a
birthday party tomorrow night.
Really?
You think he wants to
use you as a piñata?
Did he say anything else?
He wants me to bring Charlie.
Good. So bring him.
I agreed to help you so that
I could protect Charlie.
This is you protecting Charlie.
So I could just deliver
him to Jimmy Baxter?
What are
you worried about?
It's just a birthday party.
Whoa.
Michael.
Michael.
You just do everything
I tell you to do,
and your friend Charlie
will be just fine, okay?
Hello?
This
is a call from an inmate
at the Harris County Jail.
To accept the charges...
press one.
Slow, somber music
Hey,
Ma. I need your help.
What'd you do?
Nothing.
Just me and Little Mo had words.
Cops blew it out of proportion.
Words over what?
Ma...
What did you and Little Mo
have words over?
Nothing.
Must not be nothing if
you're calling me from jail.
Ma, can you please
just get me out?
Please.
I've got a lot of
things to do today,
and bailing your behind out
of jail ain't one of them.
You're up.
Who'd you call?
Johnnie Cochran.
You would be dumb enough
to call a dead lawyer.
Hey. Other phone.
Hello?
This
is a call from an inmate
at the Harris County Jail.
To accept the
charges, press one.
Tense music
Hey,
Little Man, it's me.
Yo. Are y-you all right?
I've been better.
You got my bag, right?
Yeah.
It's under my bed.
All right, good.
I'm-a figure out a
way to get out of here
so I can get back
to New Orleans.
Until then, I'm-a need
you to guard that shit.
Okay.
That's my life in
there, Little Man.
You heard me?
Yeah, I-I got you.
All right, good.
Morning.
Hey.
Did you go out with
the boys last night?
Oh, yeah. We got
something to eat.
And?
Trey and Little Mo got into it.
They got busted.
And where were you?
I was
waiting in the car.
Okay.
Just trying to get
to the bottom of it.
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Who's that?
Roderick?
What up, Miss Sheila?
- What are you doing here?
- Looking for Trey.
- In my backyard?
- Didn't want to wake anyone up.
Is he around?
He hasn't
lived here for years.
Well, he's not
in his apartment, either.
Been
trying pretty hard
- to find him, haven't you?
- Yeah.
Got some mechanical issues.
Maybe something he
can help me with.
You know where he is?
Trey is a grown man.
I don't keep tabs on him.
What about you?
Hmm? You seen him?
No.
What's in the backpack?
It's just my books and stuff.
What are you doing?
- Had to check.
- Get out my house.
Have a blessed day.
You all right?
So,
what do you think?
I know, I know.
It's gonna be all
right.
Okay...
No, that doesn't work.
I need you to be my
eyes at the party.
Wh-What is it you want to see?
Jimmy's over-leveraged.
That's what these people do.
They dream about projects
that are way too big for them,
and then they make mistakes.
You are grasping at straws.
I am building a case.
No, I know a strong
case when I see it,
and I know when prosecutors
are not standing
on solid ground.
You play the ponies?
- What?
- Horse racing.
- You ever go to the tracks?
- No.
Well, I do. I love it.
I love horses.
I love that they're imperfect.
I love that it's up to
us to get to know them,
and that is my specialty.
Huh.
And you, my friend,
are a mudder.
- Oh.
- You're not the strongest,
you're not the fastest,
and you're certainly
not the prettiest.
But when shit gets
fucking messy,
that's when I'm
betting you shine.
Let's try this.
- Hmm?
- Hmm.
Mm. That...
Okay, what's going on here?
I think it's... Albert
Einstein, mad genius?
Mm. It's more like
Saddam Hussein
hiding in a hole.
Where's Andy?
Still hiding.
Girl.
Why does a woman afraid
of needles become a nurse?
Mm-hmm.
This is Sheila.
Hey, sis.
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Who... who died?
Everyone's alive and well.
Hmm. Well, after
ten years of silence,
I thought we was done talking.
I can't find our nephew.
Ain't heard from
him since yesterday.
Mm, he's with his cousin.
You know where?
I told you to stay
away from Trey.
This ain't got nothing
to do with him.
Don't play with me.
Not about my son.
Look, I'm just trying
to reach Little Mo.
You gonna help me or no?
Is this about money or drugs?
Because I know damn well
it's about one or the other.
See, why you got
to go there? Huh?
Mm-hmm. Am I wrong?
Yeah, thought so.
I ain't call you for no lecture.
No, you called
because you got those
boys in trouble again.
So I'm-a tell you one last time,
stay away from my son.
Here
you go, gentlemen.
Thank you kindly.
This is nice.
I mean, it's not like old times,
but it still feels kind of good.
I need to ask you a favor.
What is it?
I need you to come to a
birthday party with me.
That's what you
wanted to ask me?
It's for Jimmy Baxter.
You're kidding.
Are you out of your mind?
You shouldn't be
talking to Jimmy Baxter.
Hell, I shouldn't be
talking to Jimmy Baxter.
He wants political influence.
He's trying to get to me through
you, and you're letting him?
There's another reason.
Come on.
It's just that...
he and I...
have a grandchild.
Adam and Fia, they have a baby.
She didn't know she was
pregnant when, uh...
Fuck me.
This is all my fault.
What do you mean?
I got Adam his first
box of condoms.
Never showed him how to use
them, though.
So you'll be there?
- He's using you.
- I know.
I know. Still, I'd-I'd
like it if you were there.
Let me think about it.
Thank you.
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Hello, Fia.
Hi, Dad.
Today's my birthday.
Happy birthday.
Could I see Rocco?
He just went down.
Sorry.
Your mother's throwing
me a party tonight.
It would mean a lot
if you would join us.
I'll try.
I, uh, invited Adam's father.
I hope to see you.
The whole family
should be there.
Okay.
So, the two of you are
back on your bullshit?
We ain't do nothing...
Ah. I'm gonna get
to you in a minute.
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You begged me to
take that boy in,
and what did I say?
What did I say?
You said, "Trouble better..."
"Trouble better
not come with him."
Why is my sister calling me?
I don't know.
She probably worried about me.
I ain't never known her
to be a worrier before.
At least not about
anybody in this family.
And why is your friend Roderick
snooping around my
house this morning?
Did you let him inside?
I swear to God, if
either one of y'all
- let some shit into my house...
- Look, look,
just-just get me out,
and I'll take care of it.
Please, Aunt Sheila.
Get me out,
and this, it'll
never happen again.
I promise.
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You don't like parties?
I'm not going to your father's
birthday party with you.
- Why not?
- He's my boss.
He's my boss, too. So what?
Aren't you supposed
to be working?
I'm always working.
Security's 24/7.
Yeah. I feel real
safe right now.
Check this out.
There are 11 people in
this lobby, including us.
Family of four waiting for
the elevator. Harmless.
Married couple looking at
the menu for the restaurant.
Its lunchtime. That makes sense.
That leaves three people,
and I'm tracking all of them.
There's a guy in a
chair at my five o'clock
reading yesterday's
newspaper. I don't like that.
There's a strong gentleman
who just entered,
and he walks with a limp,
probably a... old war injury,
which means he's likely
trained in hand-to-hand combat.
Then there's a woman
wearing sunglasses,
carrying an umbrella
even though the forecast
calls for clear skies.
And there's another guy...
super good-looking,
and you're crushing
on him, big-time.
Not one of
those things is accurate.
Are you
sure about that?
Carlo.
Hi, Mom.
Can I speak
with you for a moment?
Yeah.
- I don't want you slumming it.
- Jesus, Mom.
Don't ever settle.
Are you making sure there's
extra security tonight?
Yeah, I'm on it.
Makes me nervous having
this many family members
together out in the open.
Mom, no one's gonna
touch us again.
You're your mother's son.
Yeah, that's probably
why Dad doesn't like me.
Oh, no, he loves you. He
just doesn't understand you.
You know, till I had you,
my relationship with my papa
was the most important
thing in the world to me.
I pray one day you'll have
that with your father.
It's okay.
I have that with you.
How you
coming with that plus-one?
- To be determined.
- Mm.
I'd hate to see you go stag.
I'll talk to you later.
- Thanks.
- Mm-hmm.
Um...
So, are you... are you coming
to my dad's birthday party?
I am.
I-I just... I don't
want my family
butting into every single
part of my life.
I honestly think that you
should stay away from them.
Bad things happen
when they're around.
Bad things happen
when I'm around, too.
I just want one person in
my life that I can trust.
Can I ask you a question?
Yeah.
When you look at me, do
you see Saddam Hussein?
Are...
Really?
Well, I mean, now you've
said it, it's all I can see.
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Tell me you found them.
They were picked up in Houston.
Got in a fight.
- With who?
- With each other.
And then Little Mo hit a cop.
Quiet, tense music
I need him out.
Yeah, what you need
and what I'm gonna do
are two different things.
Tell them he's your CI.
Talk up that "brothers
in blue" bullshit.
Just get him released.
What am I, a genie
in a fucking lamp?
Genies don't get fucking paid.
You're not paying me enough.
Well, I figured my
silence was priceless.
Well, so is me shielding
you from the New Orleans PD.
I'm getting tired of always
being on this end of the call.
And I'm getting tired of
having to repeat myself.
Little Mo's in jail,
and he needs not be,
right now.
Yeah. I'll see what I can do.
Bitch.
Which one of y'all is
the fastest driver?
You look like a
different person.
Wow.
Mm-hmm.
A new man, indeed.
Happy birthday.
Thank you, thank you.
It's incredible what
a good barber can do.
That would be me,
thank you very much.
Not too shabby.
Well...
Seems like I've been
overpaying for years.
Please, come in, come in.
Let's get you a cocktail.
Oh, watch your step.
What is Michael
Desiato doing here?
I didn't know he was coming.
But you don't seem
terribly surprised.
Carlo.
Mr. Desiato.
This is a private party.
Jimmy invited me.
Is that so?
Yes.
When were you talking
with my husband?
He was visiting Fia.
Shake it in the morning,
shake it in the night
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Stay away from my family.
Hi, Michael.
Look, I'm leaving.
Not until you do what
you came there to do.
Look, I-I don't even
know what I'm doing.
Just keep your eyes open.
There's something missing,
Michael, so I need you there.
I am not wanted here.
Look, forget Gina, okay?
Jimmy wants you there.
That's all that matters.
tense, dramatic music
And they're off.
Cornwall Pete jumps
right out of the gate...
And
into the first turn,
Sibling Rivalry
moves into second,
- followed by Applegate.
- Come on, baby.
And
Sibling Rivalry
- has taken the lead at...
- Come on.
Sibling
Rivalry is holding,
but Cornwall Pete is inching
back up on the outside,
with 3/16 of a mile to go.
And it's Sibling Rivalry
and Cornwall Pete,
one and two, neck and
neck, stride by stride.
It's going to be
tight to the finish.
And the winner is Cornwall Pete!
Fuck.
And I can feel it
all in my hands
Yeah, I can feel
it all in my soul
I can feel it all in my feet, oh
I can feel it all in my bones
I can feel it all in my hands
And I can feel it all in my soul
Put your hands up in the air...
Hey, you
do have a face.
Hey, don't look at me like that.
I came here to see the baby.
Thank you.
I imagine it's past its bedtime.
Well, someone must
have a photo at least.
Yeah
Now, if you don't
know what to do
Raise your hands and act a fool
Put your hands up in
the air, let me hear you
Say yeah, yeah...
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Dear Jimmy
Happy birthday
To you
Hey!
Does everybody...
everybody have one?
I want to thank you
so much. Cheers.
Happy birthday!
Everyone. Friends, family.
I am grateful to
mark this special day
with each and every one of you.
A big thank-you to my
extraordinary wife, Gina,
for arranging these festivities.
Now, if a man's
been lucky enough
to spend half a
century on this earth,
then he's, uh...
he's likely been
blessed and cursed, hmm?
You can't, uh, spend...
50 years of life
without a bit of both.
Time brings joy
and pain.
Loss and renewal.
And tonight, I want to recognize
the newest addition
to our family,
Judge Michael Desiato.
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Now, come on, Judge.
Welcome him, welcome
him. Come on.
Give him a round of applause,
everybody, come on.
Cheer him on, please.
Come on, come on.
As most of you know,
I became a
grandfather this year.
Yes, yes, I know. I know.
Well, so,
too, did Michael.
Our lovely daughter Sofia,
and his late son, Adam,
blessed us with new life
and new family.
I ask you to welcome him into
your hearts tonight, hmm?
Give him a round of applause.
Oh, I'd also like to
recognize Michael's
best friend, the mayor
of our fine city,
Mr. Charlie Figaro.
Come on, Mr. Mayor.
Come on down, Mr. Mayor.
Come on down. That's right.
Welcome our shy
mayor. My goodness.
Thank you.
Uh, as I understand
it, Mr. Mayor,
you were...
godfather to Michael's son.
Yeah.
Well, I...
I would imagine that you were a
fine steward of that position.
Now, perhaps,
you might be the
perfect candidate
to be Baby Rocco's godfather.
Raise your glasses, everybody.
To old friends
and new family.
Cheers. Thank you so much
- for being here tonight.
- Cheers.
Let's enjoy some cake, shall we?
Cheers.
So good to have you both here.
Thank you so much. Cheers.
Ah, Mayor Figaro, Judge Desiato,
meet Carmine Conti,
my father-in-law.
Always a pleasure to meet
the city's power brokers.
I'm looking forward to
the wonderful things
we'll do together.
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- You're being released.
- Finally.
Just Morrow.
Apparently, you need to get
yourself some better friends.
Too bright, bright
It's too bright, too bright
Bright, too bright,
too bright, bright
We know how to
shine in the night
Cut the lights off,
it's too bright
Cut the lights off
It's too bright
We know how to shine,
we know how to shine
Cut the lights off,
it's too bright
If it way too heavy,
better pass that shit
Anything you want, be
sure to pass that shit
I feel fantastic
Got the pedal to the metal...
Appreciate you.
This ain't no courtesy call.
Big Mo's not happy.
But she will be.
Let me hold your phone.
You got her money?
Gonna go get it.
Don't leave a message.
Hey, it's me.
Chris and Russell
just picked me up.
I'm not sure where you at,
but we're on the way
back to the house.
Get the fuck out of there.
It's too bright
What's wrong, my darling?
Nothing. I'm fine.
Gina. Tell me.
You see why I
called you to come?
Every day, I get
more and more worried
about the direction this
family is heading in.
It's going to be all right.
I don't know, Papa.
Things are different now.
That's why I'm here.
Thank you for coming.
I figured Carmine
Conti was dead.
He's been living on some
island off the coast of Italy,
but he hasn't set foot in New
Orleans since the late '90s.
Why is he back here now?
You know what?
Let's worry about that when we
get the fuck up out of here.
Yeah.
Michael?
- Hi, Mayor Figaro.
- Hi, Fia.
Um, I'm really sorry about
what my dad did. I don't...
- I don't know what that was.
- Don't worry about it.
Just promise me I'll get a
chance to see that baby someday.
Yeah, I promise.
Uh, do you want to
see a picture of him?
- You know I do.
- Okay.
Here you go.
Aw.
Look at that.
Yeah.
I'm-a leave the
two of you to talk.
Okay.
- Charlie, thank you.
- Sure.
- I-I am so embarrassed.
- I'm sorry.
No, don't be.
You were right. I... I
shouldn't have come here.
My parents ruin everything.
I just don't want to get in
the middle of family affairs.
You are family.
That's the one thing
my dad got right.
Oh, no. Stop that.
- It's okay.
- It's fine.
Okay.
tense, ominous music
Get
out of my house.
Get out of my house!
Now!
Get out my house!
Fuck.
Yeah, we here with Little Mo.
Money's gone.
I got a pretty good
idea where it's at.
Tense, dramatic music
Bring his ass back
to New Orleans.
Welcome home, Little Man.
Michael.
The birthday boy would
like a moment of your time.
Please.
Tense, ominous music
Oh, you do
scrub up well, Judge.
Come on.
All right. Okay.
Looks like you're missing one.
He's clean.
You know, my daughter
barely speaks to me anymore.
The harder I try,
the more she pulls away.
But you...
You make it look so easy.
Now, I remember, I remember...
I was gonna blow your brains out
when I thought you'd
taken a child from me.
That what you're
trying to do now?
Hmm? 'Cause, uh, Fia...
is the most precious thing
I have in this world.
I understand.
Do what you have to do.
What do you want with my family?
Nothing.
Nothing?
Nothing.
Then why get a job
delivering meat
to my hotel?
Hmm?
Come drinking at my bar,
telling Carlo about
Harry the Hook,
and why do I keep seeing
you around my children?
Now, remind me.
They let you out of
prison early because...?
Because...
I wanted to kill myself.
They didn't want my
blood on their hands.
But that shouldn't stop you.
Go ahead...
and just do it.
Please.
I won't be
your executioner.
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