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Hey! Look out!
Drags you down in the morning...
That ravenous hole in your heart.
Is it loneliness? Is it sadness?
Is it lust?
Jesus said, "Blessed are those"
"who hunger and thirst for righteousness,
for they shall be satisfied."
When you find Jesus,
Those empty places inside you
will be filled with His love.
You will never be hungry again.
Welcome, brother.
Are you hungry for piece of mind?
Can we help you find what you're looking for?
I think so.
Are you Paul Curtis?
In the humble flesh.
Thanks, Reverend. You've been served.
Hallelujah!
You got to be kidding me.
Randy Wilkins.
Give me that, you little shit!
- DWP meeting is at 4. - Yeah.
So you're gonna have to really hustle
to the school board meeting right after.
No, no, no. Absolute... Nix the school board.
I have dinner plans.
- Hey, you. - Hey.
And what are you hungry for?
Mm, I have an appetite... I was thinking steak.
- Hmm. - Might want to change that.
All those protests at Harris High
are making Vasquez jumpy.
She's going to force a vote on a name change.
What is she talking about...
I told her to give me a couple of weeks.
She knows we don't have the votes.
Then we better get them ASAP.
People are tired
of waiting on Their Majesties the Harrises
to give them independence.
They're chucking tea in the harbor now.
The Harrises just need time.
Nobody likes to be told they're obsolete.
Pop, you should be more concerned
about what your constituents think.
Izzy, can you back me up?
I say listen to your son.
Pernell Harris might have millions of dollars,
but he's only got one vote.
One vote.
And half the City Council,
the DWP, and most of the school board
sucking at his teat.
Don't underestimate him.
But you went on the record
saying that the name was going to change,
so if the name doesn't change,
everyone's gonna know whose titty you're sucking.
I've got calls in to three of the four board members.
Yeah, yeah. That's... Too late for that.
Thank you, though.
Where are you going?
You don't want to know.
Here, come on.
Mayor Boston?
Yeah.
Hey, how's it going?
You have been served.
- Are you serious? - Yeah.
Come back here, you Urkel-looking motherfucker.
Is he serious?
How are you feeling, Mr. Harris?
Like I've been kicked in the face.
Me getting out today?
No. I'm afraid we can't release you.
God will never release you, Pernell.
More drugs.
That help last time?
God sees you,
whether you want Him to or not.
There's no escaping Him.
You know who I am?
His wife.
It's not poisoned.
On TV you said you were being framed.
Look me in the eye
and tell me you didn't murder my husband.
I didn't kill him.
Did you know Julio Farkas was looking for you?
Yeah.
I heard that after they found the body.
I had nothing to do with that, either.
You know,
no matter what you think,
Shane was a good man.
He loved his family.
Just wanted us to have nice things.
And when it got to be too much,
he tried to quit, but they wouldn't let him.
Who wouldn't let him?
Shane made a video recording.
He thought it would help him get out of the life.
Julio was bringing it to you.
It's probably why he was killed.
You have it?
I can tell you what's on it,
but not for free.
I need to get my kids the hell out of this town.
If you don't have the recording...
You want to know what's on that recording?
Believe me, it's not just about dirty cops.
It's about your son.
Ma'am, you can't be in here.
No, no, it's okay.
She's family.
I don't care who she is.
Visiting hours don't start until 9.
I can't get a name off of Apex's phone number.
He's Casper the fucking Ghost.
So Plan B.
Wait.
I can at least...
narrow down where his calls are coming from.
Shit. He's using an IMEI generator.
It's to hide his location.
He could be right next door,
but the call would look
like it's coming from Spokane
or wherever the fuck.
There's even one from Yemen on here.
Bitch-ass.
You're running out of swear words.
God damn it.
Okay, so Plan B.
I just call him and I tell him...
No. That's Plan Stupid.
He's going to be expecting Anne Wu,
and I haven't heard you do a British accent,
but I bet it sucks. He won't believe you.
Can I get you something?
I work better when I'm not starving.
Plus I'm waiting to hear back from a friend
who knows the phone game better than me.
Too late.
You texted him.
He has the encryption key,
and he wants us to call him.
I'm risking everything to help you,
and you blow it because you can't wait an hour?
Uh, "50K 8 p.m. tonight. Same place."
Same place?
Okay. And?
Where's the meeting?
Shit.
Postpone until we can figure it out.
I'll tell him we need a few days
to get the money together.
"Now or never."
Fuck.
Did you check downstairs?
Yeah. He's not here.
Just tell me what's got you so freaked out.
Uh, Alicia, I just... I... I need to think.
About what?
Why are you making such a big deal
- out of the subpoena? - If...
If Pernell thinks I'm going to talk,
he's going to send KD to kill me.
I need to go to Pernell
and promise I'm not going to say anything.
Maybe you should come with me. He likes you.
And plus if you're there...
Paul, what could you possibly say?
Why are they so afraid of you testifying?
The night I baptized KD,
he begged me to take his confession.
He said he killed people,
including that police officer Shane Caldwell.
And he did it because Pernell told him to do so.
Yeah.
Working on your memoirs?
Did I tell you to watch McCauley
trying to discredit me on TV?
Fucker's been on every goddamn channel this morning.
When you accuse the cops and prosecution of corruption,
you had to know they'd come back swinging.
What if I'm right, Bobo?
What if they're dirty
and they're just afraid
I'm going to expose them?
Pernell, that was a brilliant move.
I'm sure you planted a seed of doubt
in every potential juror's mind,
but, uh, conspiracy against Pernell Harris?
I mean, I don't... Okay.
We got other stuff to talk about.
Yeah, I talked to Tramble.
I know about the subpoena.
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