04x06 - The Devil's Playground

[bunniefuu]

[DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYS]

[FUNKY HIP-HOP BEAT LAYERS IN]

[TARIQ] Previously on Ghost...

That's your baby.

I can't have this baby around the life,

even if that means I'm
raising it by myself.

[TARIQ] Listen, B, I can't
be a f*ck' pawn anymore.

I gotta control every f*cking piece.

That's the only way I can
protect me and my family.

- [NOMA] Zion. You know him?
- [DAVIS] I do.

[NOMA] He's trying to
run me out of New York.

[CANE] Well, he can't
do that. I'll handle it.

But don't underestimate my family name

in these streets, all right?

Especially to somebody like Zion.

How 'bout we take this in the ring?

- [GRUNTING]
- [THUDDING PUNCHES]

- The winner, Cane!
- [APPLAUSE]

[DAVIS] I smoothed everything
over with Wiley Adams.

Your bid for the jet parts
contract isn't in jeopardy.

[NOMA] Anya told me that she
went to some sort of concert.

She came home with this.

- Yeah, but this isn't mine.
- I see.

- Belongs to you, right?
- Ain't mine.

- No?
- He's lyin'.

- Go on.
- Do I have to drag yo' a*s out?

- The f*ck are you implying, man?
- Didn't your f*cking brother

get you this job?

[KAMAAL] That's what your
f*ck' problem with me is.

Okay. Calm down, everybody.

Detective Tate, keep your eyes on Tariq.

I'll keep mine on Monet.

One of them will lead us to the plug

and we'll snap the cuffs on all of 'em.

[b*ll*ts RICOCHETING]

[METAL CRUNCHING]

NYPD, surrender your weapon!

- Put 'em down now!
- Down!

I recognize you.

You k*lled Darien James.

I'm giving you an
opportunity to work with me.

You can keep the product
you stole tonight.

So I'll be expecting my cut soon.

[DRAMATIC NOTE RESONATES]

[SINGER] ♪ They say this
is a big, rich town ♪

♪ I just come from the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city
life I gotta make it ♪

♪ This is where it goes down ♪

♪ I just happen to come up hard ♪

♪ Legal or ill*gal,
baby I gotta make it ♪

[50 CENT] ♪ I never took
a straight path nowhere ♪

♪ Life's full of twists and turns ♪

♪ Bumps and bruises I live, I learn ♪

♪ I'm from that city full of
yellow cabs and skyscrapers ♪

♪ It's hard to get a start
in these parts without paper ♪

♪ Homie, I grew up in hell
a block away from heaven ♪

♪ That corner, every 15
minutes they movin' seven ♪

♪ Pure snow bag it then watch it go ♪

♪ Occupational options
get some blow or some h*s ♪

♪ sh**t the ball or the strap
learn to rap or to jack ♪

♪ f*ck it, man, in the meantime
go ahead and pump a pack ♪

♪ This my regal royal
flow my James Bond bounce ♪

♪ That 007 that's 62 on my count ♪

♪ I'm a undercover liar
I lie under the covers ♪

♪ Look a b*tch in the eyes and
tell her, "Baby, I love you" ♪

♪ "You're my inspiration
you're my motivation" ♪

♪ "You're the reason that I'm
moving with no hesitation" ♪

[SINGER] ♪ They say this
is a big, rich town ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ I just come from the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city
life I gotta make it ♪

♪ This is where it goes down ♪

- ♪ Ohh, yeah ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪

♪ I just happen to come up hard ♪

♪ Legal or ill*gal,
baby I gotta make it ♪

[MELLOW HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS]

[MUSIC FADES]

[CAMERA SHUTTER SNAPPING]

[CELL PHONE VIBRATES]

[TENSE, SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYS]

[MESSAGE RECEIVED NOTIFICATION]

[KEYPAD CLICKING]

- [CELL PHONE VIBRATES]
- [MESSAGE RECEIVED NOTIFICATION]

[MUSIC BUILDS SLOWLY]

[DARK, OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS]

[TENSE DRUMBEAT PLAYS]

[MUSIC DROPS OFF SUDDENLY]

[TIRES SQUEAL SOFTLY]

[HIP-HOP PLAYS SOFTLY OVER SPEAKERS]

Oh no, Ma. This is too cute.

- That's real cute.
- I like it.

Look, get anything you want.

Oh, you don't have to tell me twice.

I'm way too young to
be anybody's grandmother

but I'm all in.

Anything she needs, let me know.

Okay. I'm pretty sure it's a boy.

Girl, you been pregnant
all of two minutes

and you sure it's a boy.

Okay, well, I'm gonna turn
Cane's room into his room.

Well, I checked
Stansfield's student center

and they have a lot of
options for students with kids.

Housing, daycare, meal plans.

- [SOFT HIP-HOP CONTINUES]
- [CELL PHONE VIBRATES]

Okay.

I'ma help him set up at Stansfield,

and I'm still convertin' Cane's room.

A'ight. Bet.

[CELL PHONE VIBRATES]

[MONET] What does
everybody want today? sh*t.

Oh. D, it's Dru. We gotta go.

Come on, hurry up. Pay
for the globe. Let's go.

How dare you break our agreement

by selling drugs at your little parties.

Sorry you had to find out that way.

Yeah, well, you're lucky my
daughter showed up when she did.

Otherwise, you'd both be dead.

Well, I've been hanging
out with your daughter,

so I don't think k*lling us

would be the smartest
of your moves right now.

Yeah, she spent the night at my dorm...

If you value having
the ability to speak,

I wouldn't saying
a-f*cking-nother word,

- all right?
- Listen. It's evident Anya

doesn't know about
your... criminal side.

And obviously you wouldn't
want her to find out.

So that means k*lling both of y'all

would just solve that problem.

This is Agent Young's
evidence against your boss

proving she's a drug supplier.

Hm.

And I'm sure once Anya finds out

that you were the one to k*ll her father

she would never wanna see you again.

So if we should get hurt,

or anything was to happen to us,

I've arranged for information to be sent

to Anya and the police.

Ah. So I think we should, um,

go over these new terms of our deal.

- [NOMA] Hm?
- You leave us the f*ck alone.

- How does that sound?
- [CHUCKLES]

Piss off. c**ts.

Sounds good to me.

- I think she likes it.
- Yeah.

Think it works.

You know they just buyin' time, right?

Well, clearly. Well, lucky for them,

I have more pressing
issues at the moment.

I need to prepare for my
meeting with Wiley Adams.

Oh, I should be at that meeting too.

Oh, not necessary.

Since our shipment was
compromised and we're a man down,

I need you to find out
who stole my product.

Okay, I'll do that after the meeting.

Listen, Noma, you wouldn't have
gotten Wiley on the hook without me.

- Oh, you helped, but Davis...
- Davis?

The m*therf*cker without a law license?

He can't do sh*t that I can. Listen.

Let me help you close the deal.

I'll get you the contract you deserve.

What, so you're a man
of many talents now?

What, you thought I was just
a handsome m*therf*cker with a GL*CK?

We got a pass for now. What's next?

Gotta up our game.

It's the only way to get to the top.

Only a matter of time 'til Noma's
bowing down in front of us.

I like how you think, but you know

if we f*ck this up, this
b*tch is gonna k*ll us, right?

Yeah, that's why we
gotta vertically control

every aspect of the game,
from distributor to supplier.

That's how we become the apex
predators and stay untouchable.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR SLAMS]

Seriously?

Y'all out here baby shopping

while you got me chasing
Carter all around town.

- You're f*cking delusional.
- Watch your f*cking mouth, Dru.

Okay, I'ma just go get
the rest of the stuff.

Yes, please do that.

- Go. Go. Go, go.
- Calm down.

Ma, we are f*cked. Carter saw me.

So you ain't got sh*t we can use?

Nothin' that nobody's gonna care about.

f*ck!

Exactly.

- f*ck we gonna do now?
- We gon' calm the f*ck down.

No dumbass cop has ever controlled me.

You know that sh*t.

And this Carter n*gga
ain't gon' be the first.

We just need to find out
who else he f*ck' wit'

and use that sh*t against him.

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS]

Keep your hands where I can see them!

- Hands up! Don't f*ck' move!
- Hands up! Hands up!

- Hands f*cking up!
- [INDISTINCT SCREAMING]

- Now don't f*cking move.
- All hands up!

Hands on the chair!

Where the f*ck you going?

f*ck off of me!

Hands on the m*therf*cking
chair, let's go.

- What the f...
- Get your f*cking hands off me!

f*ck off me! f*ck you.
I'm calling my lawyer.

♪ ♪

Red, Red, Red.

I didn't think you even
knew how to use a phone, Red.

Every time I call, you don't answer.

I gotta round up my team

and pay you a personal f*cking visit.

Put the phone down.

Now.

Everybody sit down. Sit the f*ck down.

- [GRUNTS]
- Now.

f*ck!

You shoppin'?

[SCOFFS]

Okay.

- I assume you got my cut, huh?
- Oh, that's why you here?

- For your cut?
- Yeah.

From the product I let you take
from that warehouse last night.

Our f*cking cut.

My distros are still sellin'.

[FELICIA] You may wanna
stay on top of 'em.

A lot of people countin' on that money.

You know, there's something
I just can't figure out.

That RICO task force
that was after your a*s,

they never found out
who your supplier was.

Look...

All our suppliers are dried up.

That's why the f*ck we was stealin'

from the warehouse last night.

And whose stash was that?

f*ck if I know. You the
detective. You tell me.

Uh-huh.

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

You keep forgetting

that I am the only thing

between you and 25 to life.

Or death.

♪ ♪

Let's try that again.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

Wait, don't do this.

Who did you steal the drugs from?

- Look...
- Give me a name!

I don't know where the sh*t came from.

- Who was it?
- I don't know where it came from!

I just know where it was
going. I'm dead serious.

[CELL PHONE VIBRATES]

Get me a name f*ck' fast.

These yours? Hm?

How many kids you got?

None.

Pretty big haul for no kids.

Nieces? Nephews?

Thank you for donating to
the policemen's holiday drive.

Oops.

[GRIM MUSIC PLAYING]

You can keep that one.

Get the f*ck outta my house.

All right, get him up.

- Whoa, whoa! Where the f*ck...
- Cuff him.

- Back the f*ck up!
- Where y'all taking him?

What are you arresting me for, man?

I thought sh*t was cool.

I got something for you to do.

- [INDISTINCT]
- This is some bullshit.

In the meantime, you know
your f*ck' assignment.

Son of a...

See, Ma? This is exactly
what I'm talking about.

I'm having a baby.

I'm not selling drugs
for the f*cking NYPD.

Look, Diana, just go back to school.

I'll deal with this sh*t.

f*ck!

[R&B PLAYS SOFTLY OVER SPEAKERS]

Mr. Adams.

I appreciate your expedience.

I'm eager to commence

what I hope will be a long
and fruitful partnership

with the U.S. government.

I've ensured that any
red tape will be bypassed.

- Mm-hmm.
- And your... your BIPOC status

moves you to the front
of a very short list

of jet parts suppliers.

Well, what we're
expecting for our company

is that we're the
only name on that list.

Hm. And as I've assured you both,

as soon as I receive
the remainder of my fee,

well, we'll be good as gold.

[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING SOFTLY]

- [g*nf*re]
- [GLASS SHATTERING]

[PATRONS SCREAMING]

[PERSON] Oh my God! What the hell?!

- [MUSIC INTENSIFIES]
- [SHOUTS CONTINUE]

- [ENGINE REVS]
- [TIRES SQUEALING]

- You hit?
- No.

f*ck!

Get my money!

[PATRONS SHOUTING]

[NOMA] sh*t.

- [POLICE SIREN WAILING]
- [MAN] Don't touch him!

- Don't touch him!
- [MUSIC FADES]

[GULLS CALLING]

- [GRUNTS]
- [DOOR BUZZES]

Yo, why the f*ck does
Carter want me in here?

Lower your f*ck' voice.

You remember those guys you
were working with last night?

You mean the ones you and Carter k*lled?

Yeah, that's the thing.
One of them, Zay, survived.

He's in the f*cking infirmary.
So you need to finish him off

before he can talk about Ice's m*rder

and f*ck up our operation.

How the f*ck am I supposed
to k*ll somebody in here

and not get caught?

We're countin' on you being
smart enough to figure it out.

Quickly.

[INHALES, SIGHS]

[SNIFFS]

You got 24 hours.

Because if you don't, I promise...

you'll die in here.

And then your sister and then your moms,

and not necessarily
in that f*ck' order.

Try me.

[SNIFFS]

Come on, mommy's boy.

Thattaboy.

Okay.

Hit me up when it's done and
we'll talk about getting you out.

[DOOR BUZZES]

[SNIFFS]

I need one of those.

- Here you go.
- [GLASS SHATTERING]

Your schoolyard antics
nearly got me k*lled.

You taunted that
behemoth with your fists

and he came back with
g*ns aimed squarely at me.

And worse, he k*lled the w*nk*r,

leaving me without a means

to secure the bloody federal contract.

I saved your f*ck' life.

All right? Or did you f*ck' forget?

I can't believe the
f*cking gonads on you.

Yeah, I hear that a lot.

So f*cking big, right?

Perhaps too big for
your own f*cking good.

The f*ck are we gonna do about Zion?

Huh?

Do you know, I wouldn't be surprised

if it was him who stole
my drugs last night.

I need him gone, ASAP.

I already got m*therf*ckers
on it, all right?

He's as good as dead. In the meantime,

we'll figure out a way
to get you that contract.

What's up?

Excuse me, miss. You have a visitor.

[DARK, TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]

Oh, good.

You're here.

I need you to work your
magic with the Russians.

Thought I did that already.

You're funny.

I want them to buy more product.

I still have a surplus and
I know they can move it.

[EFFIE] I'll talk to 'em.

- Anything else?
- That'll be all.

- I'll walk you out.
- Cane.

We still have business to discuss.

[MUSIC FADES]

[PHONE LINE RINGING]

Zion.

Why the f*ck did you k*ll Wiley Adams?

The f*ck you care? He's just
another f*cking drug dealer.

Wiley Adams is a D.C. power
broker, you f*ck' shithead.

Put a muzzle on your b*tch, Carter.

This sh*t ain't got
nothin' to do with me.

NYPD has a video of your
guy stealing the Bronco

you used to do the job.

How long you think it's gonna
take for them to tie it back to you?

Every cop in the city is
gonna be looking for you.

[CARTER] You broke
our f*ck' agreement.

No innocent bloodshed.

Listen, man, I was just f*ck' wit' em.

All right, that white
dumb motherfuckin' n*gga

ran in front of my damn b*ll*ts.

[SIGHS] Wasn't even my
motherfuckin' target.

Who was?

Does it f*ck' matter?

Yes. Yes, it does.

You provide info, we protect.

No info, no protection.

Come on, get the f*ck' sh*t up, man!

♪ ♪

You better keep f*ck' protectin' me.

Or else our little deal gonna go public.

I need a place to lay low.

Yeah.

Yeah.

All right.

Go to this address.

It's an off-the-books safe house.

Nobody's gonna find you there.

And don't do anything until
you hear from me, all right?

Don't k*ll anyone else.

[SIGHS]

[WHISPERS] f*ck.

f*ck!

♪ ♪

End him. Now.

- Felicia.
- What?

Quick and discreet.

We can't have this come back on us.

Not with IAB sniffin' around.

Yeah.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[MUSIC FADES]

Cane. Listen.

What you want, Ma? I'm on the clock.

Look, you need to put some
distance between you and Noma.

I hear some heat's comin' on her.

Yeah, and then come runnin' back to you?

Ain't happenin'. I'm good.

Look, Cane, I'm tellin'
you, you ain't good.

Ma, you're just pissed you're on
the sidelines and I'm makin' moves.

Look, won't you f*ck' listen?

I'm here tryin' to
protect your stupid a*s.

"Stupid a*s"?

Get out, Monet. I don't need you.

And protect yourself!

- [SLOW R&B PLAYING]
- [MOANING]

- f*ck!
- [GASPING]

Oh, f*ck.

[SIGHING]

Oh, f*ck.

[GIGGLES]

I don't know if that was so hot

because it was

or because I know it
would piss my mom off.

So what, you let your
mom tell you what to do?

Uh, yeah, okay. No.

The opposite.

She actually told me
to stay away from you.

- What the f*ck did I do?
- [LAUGHS]

I don't know. She went on and on about

how she read some unsettling
news about you and your family.

Oh.

Yeah, I get it. I mean, look,

I been accused of some
sh*t that I didn't do.

My dad did a lot of selfish sh*t that,

you know, hurt the family but...

I ain't nothin' like that n*gga.

Damn, you rushin' and sh*t.

Why don't you tell me
what your parents do?

Tell me what they life like.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]

My father was in the oil business.

- So you got money?
- [LAUGHS]

He was m*rder*d a few months ago.

I'm sorry to hear that.

♪ ♪

Yeah. It was really f*cked up.

I can't really talk about it.

Yeah, I know that feeling.

But I mean, my mom is a f*cking badass.

Like, she runs an
international conglomerate,

so she's always traveling
around the world.

Any place that she visits a
little more often than others?

[ANYA] Um, well, I mean she's
based in Milan and London

but she's been spending
a lot more time here

since my dad died.

Which is so weird

because we've never spent so
much time in the same city.

So you fly with her a lot?

[ANYA LAUGHS]

Oh yeah. I mean, all over
Europe, Asia, and South America.

But I've been begging
her to take me to Nigeria,

like where her family's from

and she never does.

It's so... She's like, oh my God,

she's so selfish.

She goes there all the time

to visit her brother and never takes me.

- Why is that?
- I don't know.

[IN NOMA'S ACCENT] She
says, "It's not safe."

[NORMAL VOICE] Well,
she's so f*cking paranoid.

Them boots is just kicking your a*s.

[ANYA LAUGHS] Shut the f*ck up.

Anyway...

Solid eight.

sh**t for ten next time?

Yeah?

- [LAUGHS]
- [ANYA] Peace.

- [CELL PHONE VIBRATES]
- What now?

- Detective Lewis.
- [MAN] Detective Lewis.

This is Sergeant Will Astor of IAB.

Uh, yeah, what can I
do for you, Detective?

I've been trying to reach you.

We've received a few pings in regard

to your use of excessive force.

[SIGHS] Yeah, well, you know,

"excessive force" is just criminal code

for "We don't like cops that are
too good at their jobs," right?

Wrong answer.

We need you to come in
within an hour. No excuses.

Should I contact my rep?

Up to you.

See you soon either way.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

f*ck!

[SIGHS]

♪ ♪

[SNIFFS LOUDLY]

[SOFTLY] f*ck.

[EXHALES]

[SIGHS]

- [IGNITION BEEPS]
- [ENGINE STARTS]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

[MUSIC FADES]

- [SIGHS]
- Where's Monet?

I don't know. I'm sure
you have her number.

- Where the f*ck is she?
- I said I don't know.

Monet!

- What is your problem?
- [SCOFFS]

Weren't you already here earlier?

There's nothing else here.

Are you serious?

[SCOFFS]

Okay, hey. Let's start over, huh?

Look, Diana, I know...

I know we got off on the wrong foot.

I wanted to apologize for that.

I know I can come off a little strong.

Strong? Really? Whatever.

Carter is not the easiest
person to work for.

In fact, he's got me in a jam right now

and I could really use
your help getting out of it.

And why should I help you?

Because I need to handle
something for Carter

and I can't be in two places at once,

and Monet isn't here.

So I need you to be
the one to handle it.

Handle what?

There's a dealer Carter
needs taken off the board.

You need to pay him a
visit and take him out.

b*tch, do I look like
f*cking Colombiana to you?

I'm a college student.
I don't k*ll people.

You gonna tell me you
don't know how to use a g*n?

Yeah.

You know how to pull a trigger.

We both know that you and your family

have been up to your asses
in the drug game for decades.

So guess what?

Yeah.

You k*ll people.

Don't act like any of
this is foreign to you.

Well, I'm sure you have someone
else who can take care of it.

Mm-mm. He knows my people.

He won't see you as a threat.

I will text you the
address on this phone.

I'll tell him that you're
gonna make a delivery for us.

Pop him and get out. He
goes by the name Zion.

No, no. f*ck no. You got me f*cked up.

I already told you, I'm not doing it.

- Really?
- Get outta my house.

Because if you don't, I'll see to it

your brother dies in jail.

♪ ♪

You're a b*tch.

- Yeah, I get that a lot.
- I bet you do.

f*cking get it done and
call me when it's over.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

["THINLINE" BY LOVE
PULSE MUSIC PLAYS SOFTLY]

Just this, please.

♪ Falling deeper and deeper
I'm catching feelings for you ♪

♪ I could be your reflection
I'll hold the mirror to you ♪

- We need to talk.
- Is everything okay? What's up?

Yeah. It's not the baby, Tariq.

Okay, talk to me.

Listen.

There's a lot going on right now,

and, Tariq, I don't know
if I can trust you yet.

D, come on, listen to me.

That sh*t is gonna have to stop.

A'ight? You're about to
be the mother of my kid.

We gotta do this the right way.

What's up? You okay? What's going on?

♪ My heart can't take heartbreak ♪

♪ Don't use it against me ♪

♪ My heart can't take heartbreak ♪

♪ Your love could end me ♪

♪ All I want is for you to stay... ♪

I see she's still alive.

Yeah, 'cause things change, Effie.

Clearly.

You guys are super cute. Very cozy.

Guess you're more forgiving
when someone tries to k*ll you

than you are when they
try to protect you.

You know what Effie, um, Diana's
going through a lot right now.

So...

Looks to me like she's going
through her first trimester.

If she's trying to keep that sh*t low,

telling BruShandria
was just f*cking stupid.

- You shut the f*ck up...
- I thought it was a rumor,

but now that I see Diana throwing up,

it makes so much sense.

Mind your f*cking business, Effie.

Please.

- Thank you.
- Oh, sh*t.

It's yours.

You gotta be f*cking kidding me, Tariq.

What is the plan?

Effie, shut the f*ck up.

What, you gonna start
a family, play house?

- Break some generational curses?
- Shut the f*ck up.

Oh, hey, Diana.

I was just telling Tariq that
you should consider an ab*rtion.

Because with you two as
parents, your baby's screwed.

Well, since you wanna
give advice so damn bad,

here's some for you.

You keep f*ck' my brother,

Noma's gonna put a b*llet in your skull.

You like being his little
side piece that much?

You like being his?

Any b*tch can make a baby, Diana.

- Doesn't make you special.
- f*ck you, Effie.

f*ck you, Diana.

Listen...

Listen, don't worry
about that b*tch, okay?

I don't give a f*ck about no
f*ck' jealous-a*s Effie, okay?

Listen, my... my family
is in serious trouble.

Wait, wait...

What the f*ck is going on?

- What the f*ck?
- [TARIQ] Yep.

Diana's supposed to k*ll Zion.

Okay.

Did she say why?

Basically Monet got them
in a situation with a plug.

Said you gotta k*ll Zion or... you know.

All right, well, who's the connect?

Diana won't say.

Zion's racking up enemies.

What's that supposed to mean?

Zion tried to k*ll Noma today.

Yeah.

But m*rder*d a government official

she was working with instead.

Cost her a whole lot of money.

Okay.

So let me guess. Noma
wants to k*ll Zion now.

Without a doubt.

So then, Diana just gave us a gift.

We can use that to
get back in with Noma.

By "we," you mean "you," m*therf*cker.

Whatever the case may be, if
she wants the n*gga's head,

we can use that k*ll
and get a deal with Noma.

Something better than what
we already have with Zion.

More for you and more for me.

- Yes, exactly.
- I'll set up the meet.

Bet.

[MAN] What up, Cane?

What you want, Scoop? You seen Zion?

Nah, I hear he's laying low.

All right. You know where?

Nah.

Why the hell would I tell you if I did?

Wait, we got a f*ck' problem?

Yeah, my brother got shot
and tossed in jail last night.

m*therf*cker, what
that got to do with me?

You and the rest of your
b*tch-a*s family put him there!

[GRUNTING]

Now you ready to chill the f*ck out

and explain to me what
the f*ck you talkin' about?

Or should I continue?

[BREATH TREMBLING]

Monet was looking for soldiers.

And Zay eager a*s been wanting
to get down with y'all for years.

All y'all had to do was
take care of him, man.

Well, that ain't got sh*t to do with me.

All right? And the next time
you f*ck' pull a g*n on me

will be your last.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[LIGHTER FLICKS]

- [MUSIC FADING]
- [DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

What's the word, Red?

You called me here.
Whose drugs you steal?

Brighton Beach Russians.

Ran by this ugly
m*therf*cker named Vadim.

f*cking Russians?

I know Vadim. He's a slippery f*ck.

But I just seized his,
uh, product off the docks.

How'd he get a new connect so fast?

Look, I don't know.

I'm not your f*ck' CI. I
just know they were there.

Is that it?

One thing for sure.

They ain't playing by none of
them f*cked-up rules you got going.

They'd rather be dead than
to be f*ck' led by the NYPD.

Vadim's a f*ck' k*ller

who don't give a sh*t about
what happens to anybody.

Yeah.

Well... thanks for the intel.

- That wasn't so f*ck' hard.
- Wait, hold, hold, hold the f*ck up. I...

I gave you a name.

I want Dru home.

Yeah.

I'll give you a call
when his job is done.

See, what you need to
know about my rules...

Enlighten me.

... is that you f*ck' hurt my kid,

and I'm comin' for you.

Threatening an officer of the law,

well, that's a felony, Red.

I look like I give a f*ck, officer?

Do I?

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

- [MAN SCOFFS]
- [MUSIC FADES]

Yo, this sh*t is inhumane.

How they even allowed
to feed us this mess?

Yeah, well, at least it's hamburger day.

[MAN] f*ck hamburger day.

[ROMAN] Aw, my boy, Keyon.

Nah, nah, don't look over
here. I'm coming to you, baby.

Kinda hungry too.

[MUTTERS]

[SCOFFS] Thank you.

Anyway...

[MAN] f*ck you care anyways?

You about to get up outta
here soon as your lawyer

- make that deal.
- [ROMAN] Facts.

The only thing these
pig m*therf*ckers hate

more than criminals is crooked cops.

Carter's my get-out-of-jail-free card.

I'll be out eating
Red Lobster in no time.

Damn, Roman, you ain't gotta rub
it in a n*gga's face and sh*t.

What the f*ck you looking at, Tejada?

sh*t.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

You wanna take my burger too?

Man, sit your F*gg*t-ass down.

I already got claims on Keyon's a*s.

Yo, this n*gga tweaking, yo.

[GRUNTING]

- [INMATES CLAMORING]
- [DOOR BUZZING]

[INMATE] Get him!

Yeah! That's it!

- [INDISTINCT]
- [OVERLAPPING SHOUTS]

- [DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES]
- Come on!

[DOOR BUZZING]

[INMATES CONTINUE CLAMORING]

[GRUNTS]

[INMATES SHOUTING]

[DOCTOR] I'm gonna run some tests

to make sure you're not suffering
from any internal bleeding.

A'ight.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[GASPS SOFTLY]

[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]

- [PANTING]
- [MONITOR BEEPS STEADILY]

[MONITOR CONTINUES BEEPING]

[TENSE MUSIC BUILDING]

- [GRUNTING SOFTLY]
- [MONITOR BEEPING FASTER]

[DRU] Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Shh, shh.

- [STRUGGLING GRUNTS CONTINUE]
- [MONITOR BEEPS RAPIDLY]

[HEART MONITOR SLOWS, SPUTTERING]

[HEART MONITOR FLATLINES]

[NURSE] Orderly! Code blue, 6A!

Code blue, 6A!

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[CARTER] All right, guys,
it's the f*ck' Russians.

Ed, you take the hallway.

Nico, you come in through the kitchen.

Kamaal, you come in through
the front door with me,

make sure nobody gets away.

I need Vadim alive.

A'right? We gotta get his supplier.

Roger that. Let's get
these m*therf*ckers.

[VADIM SPEAKS RUSSIAN]

Congrats on your daughter.

Princeton?

Early acceptance.

Noma wants to know if you're
interested in more product.

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

This is, uh, something we can discuss

if she's offering a discounted rate.

[LAUGHS]

We're not f*cking Costco.

You know that.

- NYPD! Hands! Hands!
- [g*nshots]

Let's see your hands!

- [g*nshots CONTINUE]
- [INDISTINCT SHOUTS]

[GROANS]

[GLASS SHARDS CLINKING]

[b*ll*ts RICOCHETING]

[g*nf*re CONTINUES]

I'm clear! I'm covering the rear!

Yeah, go, go!

All right. Around the
back on three. One...

- One, two, three.
- ... two, three.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[GRUNTING SOFTLY]

Ah, f*ck. [PANTING]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[HINGES SQUEAKING]

f*ck.

♪ ♪

[PANTING]

NYPD! Down! Get on your f*cking knees!

Get down!

- Please don't sh**t.
- What you got there, baby girl?

Please don't sh**t.

[PANTING ECHOING]

- [g*nsh*t]
- [GROANS]

No, no, no. Please.

Here.

[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]

Hold on. Where you going?

g*n down.

[g*n CLATTERS]

Good boy.

[GROANS]

[CASING CLATTERS]

Whoo-wee!

[CASING CLATTERS]

♪ ♪

- [MUSIC FADES]
- [PAINED GROANING]

- Hey.
- [GRUNTS]

You took one in the back, huh?

Yeah, took it in the vest. [GASPING]

All right, come on.
Let's get you checked out.

Come on. You'll be good.

[PHONE VIBRATING]

This better be good news.

It's done.

I knew you had it in you.

Let me guess, you wanna get out now?

There's something else.

Go on.

Just to be clear, this is a negotiation.

I'm not giving you sh*t for free.

I don't think you're in a position
to make any deals, inmate.

I don't think you're in a
position to f*ck' ignore me.

Someone's about to take down
Carter's entire organization.

Now where would that leave you?

Now I can take care of
him while I'm in here,

but only if you agree to my terms.

Who is it?

Do we have a deal?

Yeah, look, I'll talk to
Carter, you have my word.

Who's the rat?

Roman.

He's got an appointment with the feds.

Good lookin' out.

I will take out your
snitch on two conditions.

One:

I won't be anyone's b*tch soldier.

Make me a lieutenant or
however the f*ck you say it.

I want protection and access.

And two:

I want you all to leave
my sister and my mother

the f*ck alone, you hear me?

You're out of your league, bro.

Yeah?

All right, the way I see it,

I take out Roman, you owe me,

I don't, you're f*cked.

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

f*ck are you doing here?

"You hungry, Cane?"

"Yeah, Mom, I am."

The f*ck do you want, Cane?

You know somebody hit one of
Noma's shipments the other night?

Sounds like a you and Noma problem.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

I'm just trying to figure out
who would be bold enough...

no, stupid-as-f*ck enough

to try to pull some
sh*t like that, you know?

Well, you know the game.

Coulda been anybody.

Yeah, and it could be you.

Me, n*gga?

Really?

Boy, that f*ck' Givenchy
p*ssy got you f*cked up, huh?

You buggin' the f*ck out.

That's why you've been
trying to protect me?

Come on, Ma, we both know
you've been gunnin' for Noma

since she retired your a*s.

But what the f*ck is
you out here planning

- where I need to protect myself from?
- Boy, f*ck you and Noma.

You don't think the streets is talkin'?

How you lookin' for soldiers?

How Zay and Ice been trying to
get down with the Tejada family

- since way back?
- Everybody wanna be down with us.

They know what's up.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

You know Zay got shot?

Oh, that's supposed to be my fault?

Zay's brother thinks so.

And why you suppose that is?

You know what, Cane?

I don't know why I keep trying with you.

Your dumb a*s is so
f*ck' p*ssy-whipped

you can't even f*ck' see straight.

And you forgot who the
f*ck I am in all of this.

That's the thing, Mom.

I know exactly who the f*ck you are.

Look, the next time you come
accusing me of some sh*t,

you make sure you got
more than some f*ck'

"streets is talkin" bullshit.

Now get the f*ck outta my house.

Way better than your cooking.

Yeah, f*ck you, little n*gga.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

♪ ♪

[DISTANT SIREN WAILING]

[MUSIC FADES]

Didn't think I'd have the displeasure

of seeing you again so soon, Tariq.

You know deep down inside
you f*ck with me, Noma.

Come on.

Tariq has a proposal.

Yeah, I hear Zion's giving
you some f*ck' trouble.

He's hiding out right now, but
we got the drop on his location.

Could take care of that for you.

With Zion gone, Tariq
will need a new connect.

Why would you k*ll him for me?

Well, I wanna be back
in business with you.

Of course with some...

you know, more favorable
terms than I have with Zion.

You fancy yourself a shrewd businessman.

Well, based on the last
conversation we had...

I think you'd prefer we stay friends,

huh?

We'll never be friends, Tariq.

I've grown weary of your threats.

[TARIQ GASPS]

Let's not make another
deal with this cornball.

All right? I'll take
care of Zion, and then...

k*ll Zion by the end of the day,

and we'll have a deal.

If not, I'll be more than
happy to dispose of you both.

Say no more.

I can't believe you
gave in to this n*gga.

Well, if you hadn't
created my Zion problem,

I wouldn't have had to make
a deal with Tariq, would I?

Were you able to confirm
that Zion raided my stash?

- I'm working on it.
- Oh, baby.

I hate it when you
overpromise and underdeliver.

I've k*lled for less.

♪ Hey, one time ♪

♪ That's that old-school love ♪

♪ Mmm, that's love ♪

- ♪ That old-school love ♪
- ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Let me paint a picture
of what our love is like ♪

♪ It's a throwback to what was tonight ♪

♪ 'Cause we can reignite a spark ♪

♪ Get high off the flame ♪

- ♪ Or pretend we just met... ♪
- No. [INDISTINCT ARGUMENT]

♪ That will never change ♪

♪ Been overdue lettin' you
close to my heart again ♪

[HIP-HOP BEAT CONTINUES]

♪ Can we go back like love
never went out of style ♪

[BRAYDEN] ♪ "That old-school love" ♪

- ♪ "That old-school... " ♪
- [OVERLAPPING JEERS]

- Have you lost your mind?
- You f*ck' trippin', man.

You high or somethin'?

[BRAYDEN] f*ck, bro, what?

This is bullshit.

Man, you guys are no f*cking fun.

- Get the f*ck off the stage.
- You guys are no f*ck' fun.

I put this sh*t on.

This is f*ck' bullshit. [SNIFFING]

- f*ck me.
- The f*ck is wrong with you?

- You high or somethin'?
- No! Bro, look at this.

I was just joking. We're
doing so much volume,

who f*cking cares?

- What?
- Better tighten the f*ck up. You're slipping.

We got a issue.

Bro, we gotta take out Zion.

What? We're k*lling Zion?

- Tonight.
- Ah, f*ck.

Wait, B, text him right now.

Tell him we're ready
for a re-up, cash ready,

and that we're about
to make our way there.

All right, bet.

Whoa, leaving so soon?

But the party is just getting started.

Listen, Anya, I gotta-gotta go
take care of some business, a'ight?

- Really?
- Yeah.

Anya, not tonight, baby.

I'm sorry.

♪ It's that old-school love ♪

[TARIQ] Yo, you're good, right?

Remember what I told you, stay cool

and just be ready for anything.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[KNOCKING]

[ZION] What's this little f*ck up to?

Yo, you got the sh*t?

- m*therf*cker.
- What the f*ck?!

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[GRUNTING]

[SHOUTS]

[GRUNTING]

You m*therf*cker.

- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES]
- [CHOKING GASPS]

Oh, f*ck.

m*therf*cker.

[GRUNTING]

[MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

[GRUNTING]

sh*t, man. f*ck.

Ain't this some sh*t.

Carter recruited y'all too.

Now he'll own you like he owned me.

Ain't nobody gonna own me, n*gga.

[CHUCKLES] A'ight, Lil Ghost.

I see you.

Not no more.

[CASING CLATTERS]

Come on, Tariq. Damn.

[LINE RINGING]

- [PHONE VIBRATES]
- All right.

I'ma burn these clothes,

head back to Stansfield,
establish our alibi.

D, what's up? You good?

I hadn't heard from you. I was nervous.

Don't worry about it.
Everything's taken care of.

Thank you, Tariq.

Really.

Come on, you know I'd do
anything for you and that baby.

- You're okay though, right?
- [CHUCKLES]

Look, all this sh*t going on

and all this baby wants is cookies.

Hollie's is still open.

You wanna meet me there?

Maybe we can talk?

Yeah, yeah. I'm on my way.

- [DOOR OPENS]
- [SOFT R&B PLAYING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[PHONE VIBRATES]

So?

Do we know for certain
who stole my drugs?

I was right.

It was Zion.

- f*cking b*stard.
- [GRUNTS SOFTLY]

I knew from the moment he approached me

he'd be nothing but trouble.

Yeah, well, you don't have
to worry about him anymore.

- Zion is dead.
- I know, but...

we've just traded one
problem for another.

The cops, the f*cking Carter task force

raided the Russians today.

Yeah. Vadim escaped but he's not happy.

- We may have lost his business.
- Hmm.

Was Effie there?

How cute.

You're concerned for
your little girlfriend.

Come on, Noma, she's
one of your soldiers.

Okay? You're supposed to
care about your soldiers.

She survived. Barely.

Let me know if she needs anything.

Dusty.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[PHONE RINGING NEARBY]

[WHISTLES]

Here's your cut from the Russian bust.

- Thanks.
- How'd it go with IAB?

- I handled it.
- You gotta be careful.

Can't call too much
attention to yourself

or this task force. These
people don't f*ck around.

Could really blow up our operation.

- I said I handled it.
- Uh-huh.

m*therf*cker.

[SIGHS]

[BUGS CHIRRING OUTSIDE]

[SOFT, DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[KNOCKING AT DOOR]

Go away.

[CANE] It's me.

Effie, don't make me
kick this door down.

[KNOCKING]

[SIGHS]

What the f*ck do you want?

Heard about the raid at the Russian bar.

Just wanted to make sure you was okay.

I mean, you're checking
on Noma's best soldier?

Her lifeline to the Russian pipeline?

Effie, you know I don't
give a f*ck about that.

Cane, please.

Please don't act like you care about me.

You know I f*cking care about you.

It's your a*s that keep pushing me away.

So maybe just listen this time.

I don't know if I can
do this sh*t anymore.

[SOFT MUSIC CONTINUES]

[SIGHS]

[MUSIC FADES]

Diana.

[SCOFFS]

How the f*ck did you find me?

The burner phone, you stupid b*tch.

- Oh my God. Yo, you don't have...
- Come here.

Come here, we're gonna talk.

What are you doing?

What happened with Zion?

I f*cking told you to handle it,

not f*ck' Tariq St. Patrick.

What did you tell him about us?

I ain't tell him sh*t, a'ight?

- I handled it.
- Bullshit. What does he know?

You put me and the entire
team in f*cking jeopardy.

Carter's gonna f*cking k*ll us both.

- You know what? f*ck this.
- [TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]

You can be Carter's b*tch
if you want to. I'm good.

Take your stupid a*s phone.

- f*ck you say to me?
- Get the f*ck off me.

b*tch! f*ck you!

[GROANS]

You like that, huh?

f*ck you!

[GROANS] Wait, please don't...

- [GRUNTS]
- [GASPING] Please!

[COUGHING GASPS]

You're my b*tch now.

[GASPING]

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

[MUSIC FADES]

[SHIP HORN BLARES IN DISTANCE]

[ENGINE STOPS]

Long day, Kamaal. [SIGHS]

Why couldn't we talk in the office, man?

'Cause I couldn't say
what I have to say.

Your task force is compromised.

The f*ck you talking about?

You got a dirty cop on the squad.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

Dirty cop?

Who? [SIGHS]

Detective Nico Halston.

I think he's working with the Tejadas.

He was Dru Tejada's booking officer

and I got the records.

[LAUGHS] Okay.

So? So what?

So?

Zay, he survived the
stash house raid, right?

But then he died in the jail infirmary.

From his injuries, yes.

No, no, no, I don't think so.

Dru, he was in the infirmary

when Zay died.

That's too much of a
coincidence, Carter.

Kamaal, you're...

- you're making a leap here, man. Just...
- I don't think so. I don't.

And Nico...

he took cash. I saw him take
cash from the Russian raid.

And he didn't book it in evidence

because I checked.

[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]

[SIGHS HEAVILY]

You're right.

Well then, let's go arrest his a*s.

No.

What you mean, "No"?

[GRIM INSTRUMENTALS PLAYING]

When my wife was m*rder*d,

I realized that, uh...

in order to make the streets safe,

we had to get just as dirty
as those f*ck' animals.

So you knew. It's not just Nico.

We are doing God's work.

Don't you wanna be a part of that?

Huh?

To truly make a difference.

You're smart, you're talented,

and from the moment you
joined this task force,

we have made so much progress.

Imagine...

Imagine what we could do together.

[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]

You know, if it's...

if it's money

that you want,

I can take care of you.

You know, it's a whole lot...

I gotta take in, so
I'm gonna take a second.

[TENSE MUSIC BUILDS]

- [CASING CLATTERS]
- [BODY THUDS]

[SIGHS] f*ck.

[GRIM NOTES PLAYING]

Should've listened to me.

♪ ♪

[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]

[LINE RINGING]

[CELL PHONE RINGS NEARBY]

[LINE RINGING]

[CELL PHONE RINGING NEARBY]

- [PHONE CONTINUES RINGING]
- [DRAMATIC MUSIC SURGES]

Diana.

Diana, get up.

f*ck. f*ck.

Somebody help!

Somebody f*ck' help me!

- [PANTING]
- [DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES]

[MUSIC FADES]

[EERIE, MEANDERING PIANO NOTES PLAYING]

- [HIP-HOP BEAT LAYERS IN]
- ♪ All the clouds are closing ♪

♪ And the rain is falling ♪

♪ Now the storm is coming ♪

♪ All the clouds are closing ♪

♪ Real life recognize what you did ♪

♪ Free mind but it is what it is ♪

♪ Never mind 'cause
you get what you give ♪

♪ Karma's coming karma's coming ♪

♪ Karma's coming karma's coming ♪

♪ Karma's coming karma's coming ♪

♪ Karma's gonna get ya ♪

♪ All the clouds are closing ♪

♪ And the rain is falling ♪

♪ Now the storm is
coming... ♪ [FADING OUT]

[DRAMATIC MUSICAL FLOURISH]