Snowfall

The weapons are flowing south.

The Contras are pushing back.

That's how you're funding this?

If we win this war,

we can change the course of history.

They charged you with a 187 PC.

Murder one.

Alton.

You wait till I'm in here to be a fucking dad?

- Stop. Stop! - Don't you fucking come back here!

- Wait! - Stay the fuck away from me!

Franklin. Don't hurt him.

This is about getting my nephew

out of that prison.

So, if there is anything that you can do, do it.

I don't think our Mr. Reed Thompson's

just some drug dealer.

I think he works for the government.

And now, well, I think we work for him.

DEA! Hands up!

Hands up, hands up.

We've been instructed to shut down

every facet of this operation and walk away.

Cut Lucia and Gustavo loose.

What agency would want to shut down a DEA operation?

Give me just long enough

for us to give the Nicaraguan people

their democracy back, and I promise you

that I will hand over

every distributor, every dealer

and every supplier that we work with

along the way.

If you falling for Claudia,

that's bad for business.

That's a problem.

I didn't invent this rock.

But I'm-a blow it up.

Mr. Wright.

- Officer Wright. - How can I help you, Officer?

Stay the fuck away from me and mine.

That all?

It's all there.

Come on, now. You know how this works.

Come on, just give me the rock.

- Bitch, this only nine. - Nuh-uh, that's ten.

- You saying I can't count? - Just count it again.

- Hey, get out of here. - Give me the rock, and I'll leave.

- Hey. - Just come on.

- It's just one, one fucking dollar. - Hey!

Hey, walk away.

Fuck this. You out of your goddamn mind?

Hey!

Whoa!

12 units, all two-bedroom, one-bath,

nine of them currently occupied.

All with water damage and shoddy wiring.

Any idea when the heat last worked?

I am pretty sure it does.

And I'm sure the inspections will reveal good bones.

And the Summer Games has this whole area on the rise.

We have a lender we like if you decide you want to move forward.

We make an offer, it'll be cash.

I'd like a minute with my partner, if you don't mind.

I'll be right outside if you need anything at all.

Man sell any harder, he's gonna pull a muscle.

You know, price per square foot still seems high.

Needs a lot more work than we thought,

and not just new carpet and paint.

Mm. But long term?

This is the place.

Hey, Louie!

Come on, now!

Shit.

Getting dressed all the goddamn time.

Yeah, boy, you look good.

Hey, come on.

- Hmm? - You ready?

Yeah. I'm waiting on you.

What you mean, waiting on me? You made me late

- to my own goddamn opening. - Hey.

Take a breath.

Come on.

It's gonna be perfect.

I'm so proud of you.

Mm-hmm. Mm.

I'm the luckiest motherfucker in the world.

It's just in front of 5 o' clock

at AM stereo KDAY Santa Monica and...

You ain't going too short, right?

I got you, baby.

Hey, Fatback, he going too short?

Oh, shit!

What?

What? Oh, come on.

Leon told me to dress nice.

Shit. Nice according to who, the Solid Gold dancers?

Hey, you good, Rob. Don't listen to him.

- Hey, we cool? - We good, man.

- Hey, you got a minute? - Come on, little nigga.

- Rock sell over there. - Man, I ain't want no rock.

I'm trying to get on. Heard you was the man to see.

- Hey, come back later. - Like, when?

Like when you get some hair

on your little balls. Watch out, yo.

Hey, man, come on, man, give me a chance.

All right, I'm ready. Man, I'll sell that shit like

- you ain't never seen. - Get your bitch ass out of here, man.

- We said no. - Leon, man, come on.

Ain't you got to be in school or something like that?

I have another question for you, Reed.

I love Los Angeles.

Go every few months, I stay at the Chateau,

eat at Mr. Chow.

Party...

well, everywhere.

This time,

- we went to the Roxy, you know it? - Oh, yeah.

- Yeah, on Sunset. - On Sunset, right.

I'm there, when I see Burt "Rentals" come in.

Oh, come on. Burt Rentals.

Burt Rentals! I can't believe it.

I want to say hello to him, but he is on his way upstairs

to a private club.

I was so angry.

The shame of being nothing.

- Okay. - Fuck that place!

I never go back there!

I want to start my fucking private club next door!

And I want you to be my partner.

Sorry, what?

Wh-Wh-Wh-What, what?

Right now, we are connected in business only.

This is something we can do that will entwine us,

ensure we are both in the circle together,

the true fucking partners.

- Yeah, um, yeah. That's... - Yeah.

You know, obviously, I'd love to be in the circle with you.

You know that. I just... I don't know anything about nightclubs.

You know the city.

And between us,

we have more money than Dios.

Unless you know of a reason why

you don't want to be my partner.

Listen, um...

... before we agree to this,

I-I think there's something that you probably need to know.

It's a little tricky, but, um...

Okay. The DEA raids on your facility,

it was on the news, but that's not how I...

... I-I first heard about it.

See, I first heard about it from Lorena,

because she used to be DEA.

What was it that turned you?

Reed, here,

he convinced me that I was fighting an unwinnable war.

So...

Thanks.

Thanks for your honesty.

It means everything.

So, let me know when you've found our space.

To Rigo and Reed's.

That sounds good.

That sounds good. See you.

Hasta luego.

"To Rigo and Reed's".

Oh, come on.

- You good? - Uh-huh.

All I'm saying, you should've asked us first.

Jammin' Jeromes is the best shit out. Ain't nothing better.

What about, like, Saints' Sexy Sounds?

Broken Boxes and Bullshit.

Leather and Loud Shit.

Hunky Unkie's Sultry Sounds.

Y'all niggas funny. I'm gonna get my pistol, though, for you.

Y'all fucking... fucking up in my shit.

I have to say, I had my doubts, but I was wrong.

This is wonderful, Jerome.

Mom and Dad would be so proud.

Thank you so much, Cissy.

Thank you for coming by, too, Alton.

Black-owned business in a black neighborhood.

Congratulations, my brother.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

You know, this is just the start, too.

- This is just the start? - Going nationwide next year.

- Ooh. - Be bigger than that... RadioShack?

Oh, no. Make sure this one work first.

Was hoping I'd see you here.

Eva and Shon-Shon. How y'all doing? Good?

- Not as good as y'all. - Better if somebody'd

- offer us a fucking drink. - Hey.

This is my best friend, Leon. You met him?

Hey. Well, the bar this way. So, let's go.

- Grab me something, all right? - Yeah.

Damn. Look at you. You look great.

I feel great.

Got into Spelman.

Wow. That's... that's amazing.

Congratulations.

So, uh, guess that means you leaving us now?