Snowfall

- What's up with you? - I've gotta tell you something.

Gustavo, nice boots.

I haven't seen you in a couple of days.

I've been busy.

You fucking piece of shit!

You have the balls to come in here after running to daddy?

Anyone else here? Gustavo?

I don't know where he is.

We have to talk.

You can't do it alone.

I'm not alone.

Does Club Glitter mean anything to you?

Did that sister find out we were there?

No, she met some guys and left with them.

What guys?

He kinda looked like, like, a Latino Freddie Mercury.

- What you boys doing here? - We just cruisin'.

Then cruise.

We sell it right here in the hood. Same as weed.

$100,000 off a single key?

Oh, shit.

I'm comin', man!

They're on their way. You're gonna be all right.

...just chillin'.

Just chillin'...

Yeah, I know. I-I heard.

Um, have you seen Franklin?

Mm-hmm. Can you just...

Just send him home, you know?

I just... I just need to see him.

Or he can call me or, you know, just, uh...

All right.

Where have you been?!

At the station.

God.

Mm.

Hope you could give them more than I could.

Did the back and forth there for over two hours.

You went to the hospital?

- Mm-hmm. - How's Leon?

He caught two bullets, Franklin.

He's lucky to be alive.

Her mother was hysterical and I didn't have much for her.

He gonna be good, though?

Looks that way. Yeah.

You gon' make me ask?

It's Leon. You know.

Always starting some shit.

Finally mouthed off to the wrong person.

You know, he probably caught him coming by the house.

So you had nothing to do with it, right?

No.

Come on, Mom. Of course not.

You scare me, Franklin.

How easy it is for you to look me in the eye

and lie your ass off.

You got your best friend's blood on your clothes

and you don't miss a goddamn beat.

Jerome was here.

Heard the news. Wanted to check in.

Guilt was all over his face.

At least someone in this family

- has still got a fucking conscience. - What'd he say?

He didn't have to say shit.

I wanna hear it from you.

What you wanna hear?

Start with how long you've been slinging the weed for him.

Six months.

Give or take.

Six months you've been lying to my face.

Playing me for a goddamn fool.

No, it was never easy lying to you.

And I didn't like it.

But I had to step up, get somethin' real going.

Ain't like you don't know about smoking no weed.

What you say?

Who the fuck you think you talkin' to?!

You ain't gonna fucking talk to me this way. You...

Miss Cissy?

I, uh...

...hope it's not too late.

- You doin' all right? - Yeah, we're good.

I already talked to a bunch of your friends.

Yeah. I wanted a minute with the boy,

if you don't mind.

He's man enough to speak for himself.

Hey. Franklin.

You may relax, relax.

All right, I know you've seen your fair share of badges today.

I was hoping you and me,

we could have a different conversation.

It's like I told them, man, I don't...

I don't know anything and I didn't see anything.

What if I told you I saw two boys parked down the street

watching your house?

Got a good look at their faces.

All I need you to do is help me fill in some blanks. Get me a name.

I'll take care of the rest.

Afraid I can't help you.

Excuse me.

And what about the fish tank?

Fish tank?

Yeah, it's in the back of the storage unit.

Remember you said you thought fish would be soothing?

Oh, right.

Yeah, that seemed like a good idea.

Until I realized we'd have vat of floating bacteria

in our living room.

Hey, I understand.

You have bigger things to worry about than a fish tank.

Oh, shit. Uh, Jules, sorry. Look, I gotta run.

Um, you know, why don't you just get rid

of the fish tank if you want, all right?

Yeah, sure. Fine.

Okay, I'll talk to you soon. I love you.

That's all they were able to salvage.

Wait, what about Elena?

Her Jeep was hit.

But they got her out.

She had some burns, but nothing too bad.

Flew her to Soto Cano for treatment.

Then it's all destroyed?

The... the camp, the processing tent,

our pipeline?

I have other suppliers we can use for now.

Who?

The Colombians?

It'll keep things moving.

Who are they? Escobar's people?

Escobar's too powerful.

Could run us over and not even feel the bump.

Okay.

The Medellín Cartel controls,

like, 90% of the Colombian coke trade.

Uh-huh. And we'll be dealing with the other 10%.

Out of Cali.

Can they meet our needs?

At decent prices.

But there'll be a bigger slice taken out

than getting the leaves from Peru.

Yeah, but I guess I'm more concerned with whether or not

we can trust them.

Oh...

Okay. Um, okay.

How soon can we sit down with them?

The next few days, but it has to be just me.

Hey, trust me. I'm doing you a favor.

Pinche Pedro.

What did Ramiro say?

Well, he wasn't happy. Obviously.

But he agreed to keep things running.

He's letting it continue.

First, Ramiro's taking control of the entire operation.

He's taking it away from you?

...it could be a lot worse.

Worse than being Ramiro's slave? Hmm?

He also doesn't wanna do bussiness with Stomper anymore.

Those Monarcas pose too much risk,

and we don't need them.

Once my father's gone,

we could use our own distribution network.

And what do I tell El Stomper and Hernan? Hmm?

You aren't to do anything.

Should be enough for you to start over.

You want me to run?

You killed two of his men. He's not gonna let that go.

You're siding with him? Hmm?

With my family, Oso.

With my family.

What do you want me to do? You want me to turn my back on them?

Run away with you?

Look at me.

Look at me, carajo.

I'm not gonna run.

Maybe we don't have to run

Been trying to get a minute with you, but your pops,

you know, we have...

Ooh!

Summer classes going okay?

Boring as hell,

but it'll look good on my transcripts.

How's Leon?

Coming home from the hospital today.

And you? You all right?

Cool.

Thanks for walking me home.

My daddy brought the hammer down.

Don't want me around none of y'all.

So we gonna have to roll a different way.

It's all good, though.

So we gonna have to roll I know it's a little messy.

I didn't expect you to come, so...

The... the cops.

They was on their way, and, you know, and Leon...

I had to think fast, Mel.

I couldn't risk 'em searching my house.

So...

you gonna risk my ass

- by bringing that shit into my crib? - I couldn't see any other way.

I thought you was down with me.