Power Book II: Ghost

Previously on Ghost...

Gimme the goddamn watch!

- Hurry up! - You help me solve that,

and I can get you out of here.

Time for me to go back to my cell.

These days, you know the name of the game is convenience.

I wanna do the same with tutoring.

It'll be run through an app called CourseCorrect.

The people that want drugs,

they'll order the premium package.

Each order will come with a real study guide

so we can cover our base.

Yo, Ev, I didn't know you was here!

- What's up? - What's up, my nigga?

You're on the same basketball team

- as my cousin Zeke, right? - Zeke's your cousin?

Ev!

And you must be Jamal.

Babe, that-that's not Jamal.

Don't talk to him.

Just observe and report.

Observe and report. You got it.

- Yo, yo. - Hey.

Are you okay?

I had to do it.

Cane is the nigga you need to worry about.

He's the shooter.

If it's an emergency, you knock over

every piece on the board, all right?

It's like we got our own Bat-Signal or something.

So if I back off the recusal and we go to trial,

- we work together. - It's a deal.

Tariq St. Patrick's going to jail.

What are you wearing?

Seriously?

A'ight, you're just mad

'cause you can't pull this off.

What? You know what?

Accurate as that may be,

I thought we were trying to keep

our little arrangement under wraps.

Look, you and I can be seen together out in public.

I mean, it's all plea negotiations,

as far as anyone's concerned.

And every single time, our negotiations break down,

and we go back to court.

To put Tariq St. Patrick away.

Exactly, but we gotta get the right jury.

I've got some thoughts on that.

- Boom! - Ooh.

Nice.

- Impressive, even. - Thank you.

Mine's digital. And bigger.

Who are the most likely to let Tasha go?

They need to look like me.

You know, the minute Tasha walks,

I'm putting the cuffs on Tariq,

right there in the courtroom.

She won't be happy,

and she may even suspect you're involved.

Tasha can get as mad at me as she wants to

from the comforts of her own home.

I'll have the W in my pocket, and you'll have your killer.

Everybody wins.

Well, except Tariq.

- Ma, I'm in class. - It won't take long.

I'm going to trial, Tariq.

I told Davis that I wanna take a deal.

What? No!

He said no, okay?

He still thinks that we can win.

I don't understand it, but that's what he says.

A'ight, then we gotta trust him.

And, Ma, if anyone's gonna step forward,

it's gonne be me, not you.

Well, I hope he's right.

I hope neither one of us has to go to jail.

I gotta go. I gotta go. I gotta go.

Well, look who's on time for once!

Ha. And makin' the rest of us look bad.

Yeah, Tariq, what are you doing here so early?

I'm trying to catch up.

Shit, nigga, it's gonna take more than one day to do that.

A'ight, well, you did the reading, right, boo?

What side you on?

What did you say, Tariq?

I'm sorry, I was just asking...

No, I'm glad to start the debate early.

So what about it, BruShaundria?

Locke believed that people were fundamentally just.

Would you agree?

He trippin'.

One trip to the hood,

and you can tell that Hobbes is right.

People are just out for themselves.

And, Lauren, would you agree?

Well, I'd like to think that Locke has a point, but

I actually think we construct our own societies and rules

to keep ourselves from our fundamental nature.

Which is...

Well, some people are better than others, but

everybody's just out for themselves.

That's not true.

People help each other all the time.

Like, what about that scene in The Dark Knight

where the two boats, inmates and citizens,

- don't blow each other up? - That's a movie.

We're taught that murder is wrong.

We're taught that. It's not natural.

Locke is clear about the division

between right and wrong.

Society has rules, and we all know them.

Every society, every person.

Even little kids.

That's a hundred percent cap.

Cap.

I mean... I agree.

Professor Milgram, you know what I mean.

There's a bright line between good and evil,

right and wrong.

And we know that because we as humans

are fundamentally and naturally good.

And what do you think about it, Tariq?

Who is right, Locke or Hobbes?

Are we fundamentally good or bad?

What about your friends, your family?

Um

I'll pose the question to all of you,

make it more personal.

Are you fundamentally good or bad?

Now, gentlemen,

having been through pretrial motions with you,

I can only imagine how

intense this jury selection is going to get.

May I suggest some decorum here

so that neither of you ends up with a Batson charge

or in contempt?

If the U.S. Attorney can remain civil

then so can I.

I'll be a challenge, Your Honor,

but I will do my best.

Thank you.

Peremptory challenge, Your Honor.

Juror number 49, you are excused.

Challenge cause... the juror isn't following

the conversation, Judge.

Thank you, sir. You are excused.

I believe there's a very clear line

between right and wrong.

Challenge for cause, Your Honor.

Mr. Saxe, any objection?

No, Your Honor.

Mrs. Hinterman, you're excused.

And you don't have any specific feelings

about narcotics sales, Dr. Quiñones?

I do.

I abhor the violence that comes along

with this scourge in our neighborhoods.

But so many

of our young women and young men,

they feel they have no choice.

It's hard to see, if someone has economic advantages,

how they could end up in that life.

But the working poor have limited opportunities.

I have no objection to Dr. Quiñones, Your Honor.

O... kay.

Well, he seems thoughtful and, intelligent.

I agree, but

o-okay.

I presume you have no objections, Mr. MacLean.

No, Your Honor.

Well, Dr. Quiñones, um,

you are selected.

Please wait in the jury room for further instructions.

This juror is acceptable, Your Honor.

Thank you, juror number 20.

You are accepted.

The government has no objection to this juror, Your Honor.

Thank you, juror number 22.

Your Honor, peremptory challenge.

- I Juror number 12. - No problems here, Your Honor.

- Fifty-seven. - Accepted, Your Honor.

Thirty-six.

Peremptory challenge here.

No objection, Your Honor.

I see no issue here, Your Honor.

- Mr. Saxe. - I like this one, Your Honor.

That was surprisingly cordial, gentlemen,

and interesting.

Members of the jury, you are excused until Wednesday,

when we will start bright and early.

What the fuck is that jury?

What are you talkin' about?

- I think we're in great shape. - Not for Tasha.

Those millennials aren't gonna cut her any slack

for going along with her husband, and you know it.

- Best we've got is a mistrial. - Well, first of all,

a mistrial is not a loss.

In fact, that's a win in my book.

There's not gonna be a mistrial, Steven.