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Previously on Raising Kanan...
What happened?
We gotta get the fuck out of here.
When he wakes up,
he could be different than who he was before.
It's not unusual for people with this kind of injury
to experience significant bouts of anxiety, even rage.
This bitch tell me she done.
And now she got my work?
Your chart says that the father is recently deceased.
That kind of a loss, coupled with the terminated pregnancy,
is a lot to grapple with.
Everybody loses something every day.
Death gotta be easy, Kanan.
'Cause life is fuckin' hard.
Your grandmother has kidney cancer.
You're the only one in the family who knows.
My period's late, Kanan.
I could give a fuck about your partner.
What I need to understand
is why you neglected to tell me that you had
a connection to Marvin Thomas.
I don't even know if I could save myself entirely, but...
Marvin gotta take the fall.
First, they had that CI on me.
And now they track me, pressin' up on me.
I could shake the trees a little bit over at the Bureau.
Shake they fuckin' trees.
Let these motherfuckers know they barkin' up the wrong one.
Again, if you've ever seen your father interact
with Detective Malcolm Howard...
You fucked up my whole life tonight,
and you really think I'ma answer your questions?
This is Lowell Gelfand.
He owns a few independent labels.
It means that our victim, Fredrick Williams,
had a lengthy criminal record.
It wouldn't surprise anyone if self-defense was involved here.
This is gonna have to be between the two of us.
I don't like mixing my businesses.
It confuses the conversations.
The Army? For real?
That's what you want?
I don't know.
I thought it was.
The Army's not for everyone.
Laverne, it's a very conservative institution,
uh, especially when it-when it comes to
c-certain, uh, societal issues.
Stories I could tell.
There's places they can take you.
Ha ha. That's right.
One, two, three!
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One, two, three.
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Conditioning is the only way you weak-ass queers
will ever obtain combat readiness.
Combat readiness will allow you sovereign cock suckers
to survive the field of combat.
In cadence!
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One, two, three.
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In the hood, we talk about soldiers.
Niggas who ain't never scared.
Always down to die for the cause, fall for they flag.
But the truth is,
them motherfuckers ain't no real soldiers.
Real soldiers understand the fuckin' chain of command,
got discipline, strategy.
-Mark. -
Commence with combat training exercise.
Real soldier's been trained to kill.
So no matter how hard you think you and your crew is,
you ain't no real soldiers.
You just niggas playin' some fake fuckin' war
that only ends when everyone lose.
-Assault! Assault! -
Are you changing...
After an exhaustive investigation,
the NYPD has determined that Detective Malcolm Howard
was involved in a narcotics operation
with Ronald Mathis, a known drug distributor.
The Department had initiated an investigation into him
and his connection to the drug trade in Queens.
It is our belief,
and a preponderance of the evidence suggests,
that these murders were carried out by foreign nationals.
While we continue to try to identify, locate,
and arrest said individuals, for now,
the local investigatory component
of this case is concluded.
-Commissioner! -
What about Howard's partner, Detective Shannon Burke?
Do you still believe she committed suicide?
We absolutely do.
How is it still possible for this precinct
to maintain public trust?
The NYPD is comprised of the best
and most professional men and women in the world.
The actions of one detective are an anomaly, not a trend.
Any trust that's been lost or compromised
will be earned back.
In conjunction with the Chief of Detective's office,
we're rolling out a host of robust,
systemic changes that include, but are...
And that's that.
The Howard investigation is done.
They can always restart it, but for now, it's on ice.
Well, what these feds talking about?
That, I don't know. But I'll find out.
They off me, though?
As far as we can tell.
Now, how about you don't get cozy
with no snitch-ass white motherfuckers
from here on out, though?
I ain't a nigga that get cozy.
Again, the word that's been passed on to me
is that the task force has been disbanded,
and the investigation into Marvin is dead and buried.
Well, we need to hear about the feds
before we start dancin' in the fuckin' end zone.
I'll gather some additional intel.
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