Snowfall

The DEA have been surveilling you. They know everything.

You're about to be raided. You should run.

You're the only one who has this number.

It's an answering service. I will check it every week.

We've officially bounced our first mortgage check for Spring Street.

We are tapped out, Franklin.

I'm trying real fucking hard to make you understand just how desperate I am.

Please don't do this.

What if we split it? Thirty-seven million dollars.

Each walk away with a small fortune. And then we go our separate ways.

Tell me you're not gonna let that man go.

In two hours, this will all be over.

I'll go with you to make sure they don't kill you.

And after that, you and I will never see each other again.

Good afternoon. Fullerton Escrow.

Hey, Ann. It's Teddy McDonald. Yes, I am ready to initiate the transfer.

Hey! Fuck! Mama, Mama, we gotta go.

Goodbye, Franklin.

How you doing? You got a phone?

Thank you.

- Hello? - It's me.

All right, what happened? Is it done?

- No. - No?

- No, Mama, she had a gun. - What you mean she had a gun?

- And she shot Teddy. - What?

He's dead.

What? He's dead? Franklin, what are you saying? What?

Fuck me. Fuck. So fucking close to having that fucking money.

They were about to transfer and she fucked us, V.

Why would she do that shit? Why would she do that?

Franklin, you just need to get back here. We're gonna talk about it. Come back.

She just sat there.

Franklin, I need you to breathe with me, okay? Just stay with me, all right?

- She said goodbye. - Franklin, we will figure this out.

Could you come back, please? Right now. Come back.

You okay?

It's on me.

There's guns and drugs on every corner of this city.

The mayor isn't doing anything about it. These gangs are taking over.

- Hey. - Yeah?

You hear about this shooting? Like, five blocks away, right by City Hall East.

Some lady shot a guy, killed him.

Cops and reporters everywhere. A fucking circus.

Unless you wanna spend the rest of your life in jail,

you need to do exactly what I tell you.

Listen to me. I didn't know she was gonna fucking do that shit, okay?

Put the asset into the trunk of your car.

Drive to 355 Jamison Street, pull into the building, unload him and leave.

- Repeat the address back to me. - 355 Jamison.

One hour. Come alone.

Thank God, Franklin. Baby, what's going on? Franklin?

- I need to move him. - Franklin, can you talk to me?

- Franklin, talk to me. - You're gonna hand me over.

Franklin, can you look at me please?

That's a bad idea, Franklin! You cannot trust the CIA.

What the fuck is going on?

You're nothing to them. You're just a liability.

You'll never make it back from the handoff.

They'll kill you right there. Franklin, don't do this. It's a bad--

Franklin!

Franklin! Franklin!

I can still help you. Help you. Please, Franklin. Come on, man. Please.

Please don't do this. I can still help you out, man.

Franklin, come on. They will put me through hell, don't you understand?

Franklin, please don't do this, man!

Hey, Franklin!

Franklin, don't do this, man! Franklin!

Franklin, don't do this please! Franklin!

So along with everything else, we lost the plug.

The purest shit at the best price.

Now, I know ain't nobody walking away, but we need a new connect.

All right, I don't care if it's Mexicans, Colombians or your fucking cousin

if they got what we need.

A hard game about to get a whole lot harder. Y'all better get ready.

Now, let me talk to Frank real quick.

Fuck.

I found Cissy at a jail downtown.

Sent Prentice over to talk to her, but she sent him away.

Won't even see him.

And they won't let me talk to her, not until after she's arraigned.

Ain't shit either of us could do for her now.

Listen, Lee, I need money, man.

And a lot more than another 500K. Now, I'm sorry I gotta ask.

How much you got left?

Almost three million.

That's what the fuck I'm talking about. Thank fucking Christ!

Okay, look, listen. You know I don't expect a handout, all right?

I'll take the 500K that I already owe you, I'll add the three million. Okay?

And then I'll sell you an ownership stake in Spring Street.

Make you a partner, man, like you always should have been.

And then in a few years, once construction's complete

and we're generating cash, either I'll pay you a quarterly income,

or we wait till we refinance

and I'll buy you out, five, ten times the amount you put in.

Let me ask you something.

Why do you think Cissy did what she did?

Ain't no why, nigga. She fucking snapped. Lost her shit.

I don't think so.

She murdered Teddy in broad daylight

in full view of a hundred people, including a CIA officer,

when her fucking son was about to be handed $37 million, man.

No, she sacrificed herself to keep you safe. To keep us all safe from him.

Do you feel safe, Leon? You feel safe? Do you feel safe?

'Cause I sure fucking don't!

She didn't want you to have that money, and I ain't gonna disrespect what she did

by giving you something she didn't want you to have.

Are you for real right now? After everything I've done for you,

you're gonna sit there with a life raft and watch me fucking drown?

Nigga, I'm the reason y'all niggers got this fucking money in the first place!

It's blood money. If I can give it all back, I would.

Oh, fantastic. Brilliant. Great. Give it all back to me.

Can't do it.

I need that fucking money, Lee.

And you're gonna give it to me, or I'm gonna take it.

This really how you want this shit to end?

No.

...charged with first degree murder of Theodore McDonald

in violation of California's penal code 187.

Punishable by life imprisonment without the possibility of parole.

- Do you understand these charges? - I do.

And how do you plead?

I plead guilty of killing a CIA officer

who helped our government flood these streets with cocaine,

then use that money to fund an illegal war.

Order!

Request for a recess is denied.

Mrs. Saint, you will not speak again.

The court reporter will enter a plea of guilty and nothing more.

Bond, to the People.

In addition to her guilty plea, Mrs. Saint confessed at the time of her arrest.

I believe she is a danger to the community

and would ask for a remand, Your Honor.

The court denies bail for the defendant.

You will remain in custody without bail throughout your legal proceedings.

Next case.

Franklin Saint, we've been looking for you. Have a few questions.

I got witnesses put someone of your description

in the square with your mother.

Oh, yeah? Good for you.

You trying to tell me you two weren't in this together?

Well, you heard her. I ain't pull no trigger.

I've got a CIA officer who had burns all over his chest.

How'd they get there?

I don't know. Cooking rock, dangerous business.

Your mother's throwing her life away trying to publicly out the CIA.

You don't think she's gonna talk to us?

My mother's fucking crazy. Ain't nobody gonna believe that shit.

- Irene Abe would have. - Yeah, Irene Abe's dead.

Yeah, and so are Andre Wright and Kevin Hamilton and Jerome Saint.

Now a CIA officer to go along with how many others along the way?

I know what the fuck you are.

I might be the only one on the planet that does but I do.

Oh, yeah?

Then do something about it then, nigga.

Go ahead. Pull that gun and use it.

Uncle Tom-ass nigga.

Do you think Franklin will come after you?

No. He know he can't touch me here.

Without Cissy's money, the shelter ain't gonna stay open.

In two weeks, it'll shut down.

All those people will be back out on the streets.

I made my decision, Lee.

I'm going back to Ghana.

I got enough money for a one-way ticket,

and I'll figure out the rest when I get there.

- Leon, I don't want your money, just-- - Stop.

You're my wife and this is your money too.

We'll get you to Ghana so you can start a new life.

You not even gonna ask me not to go?

- Leon... - No.

Follow the yellow line. Next. Stop at the line.

Hey, Mama.

How you doing? You all right?

I spoke to Prentice.

He said he could still help you.

Nobody enters a guilty plea for first-degree murder.

You request new counsel, say you weren't in your right mind.

After yesterday, people will believe it.

Can't run your mouth like that again, Mama.

You hear me?

Can't provoke these people.

They gonna hang you by your bedsheets in here.

You understand what I'm saying?

Why'd you do this, Mama?

He was about to make the transfer.

We were so fucking close. Ten seconds.

You couldn't wait ten fucking seconds?

- Franklin. - Mr. Davis.

May I come in?

- Yeah, sure. - Thank you.

Very nice to see you, Franklin.

Yeah. Listen, I'm sorry to just show up like this

but I stopped by your office and that was very much closed.

So I thought I'd stop by here while I was in the area.

Okay. Is there something I can help you with?

I wanna discuss your offer.

And I thought it best we sit down in person.

I'm sorry, my offer?

Yes. Selling your stake in the Spring Street development.

We are interested but before we get into vetting the numbers,