Snowfall

Trying to deal with this Manboy-Skully shit.

Ain't no dealing with those motherfuckers.

Only thing you can do is stay out the way and be glad

-they ain't coming at us. -I need you with me, Lee.

I'm good.

I want to see

Franklin Saint in prison.

Whatever this is, good people are dying over it.

-Can you give me anything? -Tony Marino.

He was Lorena's handler. Start there.

You had something you wanted to discuss.

You've been hemorrhaging cash to the tune of about 13%.

What is it you want?

I think I may be able to help you.

Hey, Avi. It's Reed Thompson.

Listen, my contact in Costa Rica

said that the cargo never even showed up.

I need to know where my guns are and I want you to find out.

And you'll let me know as soon as you do.

You heard anything about Skully?

Whether he survived it?

How the fuck am I supposed to know?

Told that nigga not to get mixed up in that shit.

Skully was shot,

but he ain't dead.

Just real, real mad.

Find Franklin Saint!

Got to bounce, homey.

I'll holler at you tomorrow.

Want to buy a tooth?

What?

It's got a... it's got a silver filling.

Nah, go on with that shit.

Well, fuck you then!

Fuck you!

Hey, Lee.

Hey, Lee.

I got a tooth for sale.

Here.

There he go. Told y'all.

That is that nigga.

Let me get a burger with some raw onions.

Pull up on him. Hurry up.

Hey, Fatback.

-What you want? -Let me get a two.

-With, uh, onion rings. -Oh, yeah,

add a fry to mine.

Keep the tomatoes and, uh, lettuce.

Leon!

Shit!

Hold up, hold up.

Let's go, let's go!

Nigga, are you hit?

Oh, damn!

Shit.

Hey, somebody call the ambulance!

Goddamn!

Wanda. Fuck.

Call the ambulance!

-Hurry the fuck up! Call 911, man!

All right, y'all good? Just breathe.

Get on the phone! Okay, okay.

Get 911 down here!

Shit, no, don't close your eyes.

Just breathe.

Fuck.

Hey, it's Tanosse.

You know what to do.

Girl, you don't even want to know

the shit that just went down.

They shot up Hawkins, and Tisha's baby cousin

work the night shift over there.

He out mopping blood still.

Girl, call me.

-Ah! Fu... -Sorry.

-Are you okay? -Uh-huh.

I just forgot how good you feel.

How's Wanda?

She in surgery.

I ain't no surgeon, so I don't know.

I told you to lay low, man.

Nigga got to eat, don't he? What you want, Saint?

Hey.

Look.

Skully...

he both our problem now.

Huh?

And I know you gonna want to hit back.

Better we do it together.

'Cause shit went so well last time you went after Skully.

You're the reason why he coming after me and mine

-in the first place. -I hear that.

But I've been to the Bottoms.

Can't just go over there,

you know, spraying and shit, like...

Anything else?

Nah.

Good luck.

Hey, what he say?

I want that nigga found.

Who? Franklin?

No, you dumb motherfucker.

Skully. I want to know where we can get at him.

Shit ain't gonna be easy.

Yeah, I know.

Hire someone.

Get 'em to follow him, see where we can hit him.

Like who? Like Little H?

No, nigga.

A goddamn professional.

A private fucking investigator.

Yeah, all right, yeah, a private investigator

like, um, like Magnum, P.I.

Yeah, nigga. A Black Magnum, P.I.

That's actually a good-ass idea.

Look who's here.

Now who's not returning calls?

What do you have for me?

I know the shipment never left Beirut.

And who do we have to thank for that?

Hezbollah.

Oh, good, you know them.

You two look like shit, you know that?

Here, Ariel's daughter is getting married,

we're having a little champagne tasting.

Try the '71, it's euphoric.

Sorry, did you say you lost $15 million to Hezbollah?

-Not according to them. -What do they say?

That it was never transferred to the escrow account.

What does Banco de Panama say?

That it was transferred and withdrawn.

Jesus...

Ah, take it easy, man.

I'm just trying to explain to you.

-Well, you're doing a really lousy job. -I told you

I'll get it right, and I will.

And even if that means going to Beirut

to get my money back from terrorists?

Beirut? What the...

You're insane.

You know what, next time I call,

I'd like a straight fucking answer.

Huh.

Y'all really have these, huh?

I-It's, uh, symbolic of the profession.

Now put that down before you break it. Tell me more about

-this man you want tailed. -Like what?

His name would be good, for starters.

Well, I already told you, his name's Skully.

-His Christian name. Nah.

I think he Catholic.

Reggie, I'm going to lunch.

It's 10:00 a.m., Mama.

You work with your mama?

My mother works with me.

So, you don't know his name.

Do you at least know where he, where he stays?

The Bottoms.

So, you don't have a real name or even a picture,

tell me he lives in the Bottoms?

Sounds like this is more than I'm equipped to...

You gonna figure it out, or no?

I'll give it a shot.

Where he hang outside the Bottoms.

Mind your business after that.

Of course, young man.

Discretion is my business.

Just get that shit done. Let's go.

I like this.

How's the food? Mmm. Exceptional.

Thank you for this invitation,

and for your assistance in our issue.

Well, actually, I should be thanking you,

for the bookstore.

Light touch.

Were you expecting something different?

Well, in truth, I wasn't sure what to expect.

Well, that's who we are.

Innovative. Deliberate.

Resourceful.

You're making your sales pitch now?

Hey, Clifton, how are you?

How's school, son?

Like trying to baptize a cat, sir.

Well, don't have a stroke over it.

I am going to be at your graduation.

Yes, sir, Mr. Davis.

Something for you.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

Now what were we saying?

Uh, we have the means, you have the connections.

Match made in heaven.

Connections that I have developed

the hard way, over time.

My reputation such that you

contacted me on the strength of it.

And if we're talking plainly, some might say that your money

came to you rather quickly. Suspiciously, even.

What is it you'd like to hear from us, Paul?