Parish

Gray: I made a promise. No more secrets.

Do it.

Abidemi-Smith: Those who arrive

can reach for the American dream without fear.

What you don't know is so much bigger than you.

You're the impimpi. You nearly killed Luke!

Hey!

Travis: He had a gun, man. And I shot him.

You can't just leave us here.

Is this the man who killed my son?

It is. Who is he?

[Mid-tempo country music plays]

Man: I'm not trying to be an asshole.

But it's time we found a new Krewe.

I mean, damn, man, before you start crying

that it was my daddy's and my granddaddy's

and granddaddy's granddaddy-- Travis: Whoa, one-- one,

we don't go back that far, and, two,

nobody's gonna sponsor your dumb ass

after what happened last year.

How many times I have to tell you,

I didn't fall off that float, I was pushed?

Of course you were, of course you were.

I'll catch you later, boys. Alright.

Hey, E, say hi to the girls for me.

Hey! Hey, Get away from my truck!

Man #2: Let's go! Maddox: Hey!

Guys, guys, stop, wait! Hey! Hey, wait, wait!

I said, get back!

Gray: Is this real?

Is this the man who killed my son?

Horse: It is. Who is he?

What's his name? Hmm, I could tell you Gray.

But what are you willing to do for me?

Nah, whatever game you're running,

I ain't fucking playing. I swore to myself

that I would kill you the next time I saw.

Go ahead, do it, then.

Chipo: That's close enough, Chipo.

I need you.

All this time, we've been searching for answers.

And you've been sitting on this.

I only recently acquired it, when you brought it to me.

You didn't look in the bag.

None of my business what was in the bag.

I had a job to do, and I did it.

It seems that Anton has kept more than passports

in his lawyer's safe.

He's also kept secrets-- ones that he can leverage.

Just like the one on that recording.

If you know whose voice this is,

you better tell me, and you better tell me now.

I can get you a name, Gray.

And you can do whatever you want with it.

I will help you find your peace.

And I should need you to help me find mine.

Sister Anne: Gray...

...I told you not to come back here.

I know.

Then why the hell are you here?

Anne...

I...know.

Gray: I tried to keep the real me in the dark.

To just be...

Gracián.

Sister Anne: Then you keep trying.

I couldn't even protect my own son.

Revenge isn't going to bring Maddox back.

It'll only take you down with it.

Don't you think I know that?

You don't even know who this guy is.

I didn't come here for permission, Anne.

Then why did you come?

I came to pray for strength

to do what needs to be done and for whatever comes after.

People can change, Gray.

He needs to pay for what he did.

I wasn't talking about him.

It's always been too big for you.

The crown.

And I suppose it's just the right size for you.

Zenzo, if you're worried about me,

you've already failed.

Where the hell is Horse?

Is he not on a flight to Cape Town?

Zenzo: Don't toy with me, sister.

Shamiso: You didn't think you'd go quietly, did you?

I wonder whose side you're on.

There's only one side that matters in this family.

Hmm. Baba's.

And that you still can't understand that

is the reason he has me meeting

with Anton and Beal, and not you.

I am the face of this family.

So you'd risk years of future business for your ego?

After everything Baba has done to keep the deal alive?

Fancy.

That's the thing about wearing the crown, sister.

I can do whatever the fuck I want.

Oh, and if you do see Horse,

you let him know, Luke is here with me.

Yeah.

Travis: In the dark,

it looked like he had a gun, man.

I-- I shot him.

I shot him.

I think it was a kid.

Help me.

Colin: So, what now?

Gray: Make the call.

Gray...

What?

Horse giving this to you like he did--

this thing's got strings attached.

Strings attached to strings. It's a price I'm willing to pay.

My son is in the ground, and his killer is out there

running free, living his life.

Hey, hey, hey, this don't have to go one way, Gray.

Now, you could walk this into the police,

put this son of a bitch away, by the book.

Don't try to talk me out of this.

That's not what I'm doing.

I need you to make the fucking call.

The family. Everything I've been through,

everything I put them through--

it can't be for nothing.

It's gonna be for nothing, you do this.

You trust me.

Colin...

[Soft music plays, cash register rings]

Hector:

Hector and customer:

Oh, wait, take a free candy.

Customer:

When the Yoruba were enslaved and sent to Cuba,

the Spanish banned them from praying to their gods.

So they syncretized them with Catholic saints

and they worshiped those.

Yeah, so they could be who they really are.

In plain sight, without fear.

As in life, things are rarely as they appear.

[Indistinct conversations outside]

I never expected to hear from you again.

Definitely not through Colin Broussard.

I need help finding someone.

That's what Facebook's for.

You putting me on the spot here, Parish.

If you're saying you're back, there's people I need to tell.

Anton, already knows. I'm not talking about him.

I'm talking about the man in Chicago.

He's gonna have an opinion.

First things first.

Okay.

Who do we need to find, then?