Maybe you didn't know your brother...
...like I knew him. - I knew my brother.
I'm thinking this is a bigger issue...
...leading to a conversation as to the nature of morality.
You wanna play mystical Negro, I'll buy you the robe.
Dre?
I didn't have to live with my brother to know he was an inflexible son of a bitch.
He cared about you, man.
He'd kick my ass if he knew what I was doing now.
- I wouldn't even have an ass. - For Dre.
For Dre, man.
It's good to see you, man.
Weird, but good.
- Been too long. - That's for sure.
- Talk to Dad lately? - I talk to him all the time.
Not what I hear, Deaqon.
- Uh-oh. - Ha, ha. What?
Every time you call me by my full name, man, I know I got a lecture coming.
- Ha, ha. - So I should just get comfortable?
Because, knowing you, this ain't gonna be short.
No lecture, just advice. Call the old man.
All right?
Why don't you get your own damn fries, man?
- Anyway, you got something on your shirt. - Oh, please.
When's the last time I went for that?
Never.
Come on, look.
You wanna change the subject, just say so, brother.
Seriously, Dre, look at your shirt.
- Sorry, were you sleeping? You wanna play? - No, Van, I'll just beat you again, okay?
Okay, that was during takeoff. I get nervous during takeoff.
You wanna play now? I will whup your ass.
How could you be sleeping? They brought us warm nuts.
These nuts, they are warm. How could you be missing out on that?
Van, I'm tired, okay? Do you ever get tired sometimes?
Don't you just wanna shut up? Just be quiet.
- Don't say nothing else to me, all right? - Okay. You don't wanna play, then?
May I help you? - Yes, my nuts are cold.
This is what ATF knows.
The guns leave L.A.
We don't know who, we don't know how.
But we do know they go everywhere.
But first, they're offloaded in...
Let me guess: Morocco.
Locals have made contact. The connection's been tapped for a sting.
I want you there when it drops.
- Why us? - What he means is, when do we leave?
Morocco, dude: Baba ganoush, belly dancers.
I'll buy you a fez.
Locally, we're at a standstill.
This Moroccan connection is our first and only lead.
So after the bust, I wanna control the ball.
Nothing secondhand.
You guys are gonna run the interrogation.
I want names, addresses and dates.
Bring this one home.
We break this international operation right in our own backyard.
- What's our per diem? - Per diem?
Per diem, from the Latin meaning "daily expenses for Van and Deaq. "
- Yes, Van, I know what it means. - Great. What's ours...
...so I can start figuring ways to spend it? - Can you guys focus?
- One of us is. Thanks.
You guys are gonna be working with Lieutenant Mansour Ahmed.
His team is on point.
- When do we leave? - Jet's on deck.
A what? What, a jet?
- Yes. - We get a jet. Do you even see that?
- We get a jet. - I heard her.
Can you be happy for one second? Be excited? Humor me?
We are jet-setting now to Morocco.
Come on, baby, get happy. We're going on a jet.
Manny, you're doing fine.
Okay? Just like we practiced.
You don't wanna spook these folks.
Be cool, be nice. All right?
Don't get too eager when the money talk starts.
And remember, we're here if you need us.
What we need from you, Manny, are names and faces.
The rest of you, sit tight. You're backup.
- Everybody down? On this end, we are down.
I am chill and I am down.
Hello, love. Nice hat.
Shall we?
Look at that. One more evil bitch.
Oh, cranky.
I told you to let me sleep.
- What? - Nothing.
I'm fine, man. I'm okay.
All right. Let's watch a little reality TV here.
Some Joe Morocco.
The M4 Carbine.
Mm-hm, 5.56 millimeter, 7.9 pounds.
Light enough for the weakest soldier.
Powerful enough to make that soldier rather deadly.
We do accept all major credit cards, but please...
...allow four to six weeks for delivery.
Normally, that gets a polite little chuckle.
Manny, chuckle now.
Here's a down payment, as we discussed.
If the samples look good, I'll arrange for a much larger order.
- But... - "But"? Why is he butting?
Manny, don't go off-script.
I've been burned before.
What guarantee do I have that my guns will operate properly?
ATF, put the gun down now!
- Yo, everybody, stay cool. - I repeat, do not break cover.
I repeat, do not break cover.
They're breaking.
Calm down, Manny.
I'm sure we can work something out.
Cover me.
Hold your fire.
Manny, the smartest thing you did today was get dressed.
I'm feeling that, dog.
You call Billie.
I hate Morocco. It was total amateur hour, Billie.
Imagine amateur hour lasting four days.
Look, I know, all right? I'm not blaming you guys.
- Did you ID the girl? - Not yet.
But we got a little somethin'- somethin', though.
CDs? - American CDs, all from one label.
Super G Unlimited.
Looks like they stashed the guns in CD crates...
...in pieces that keep the load light.
It's a good front. Explains a lot:
International distribution, the kind of innocent-looking cargo...
...that the average, underpaid customs agent ain't gonna look twice at.
And Super G, the man, has a very bad rep.
You name it, he's tied to it. Gangs, drugs, extortion.
Yeah, he's been arrested eight times, never been charged.
You have every criminal jacket in L.A. Memorized don't you?
Yes, but this one I got on MTv Cribs.
Look, the CDs might get us a warrant to surveil.
But to close, we need a direct connection.
You tie Super G to the guns. Make it happen.
- Does that mean no more jet-setting? - No.
Good. I have jet lag.
- Do you know who that is? - No.
That's Dale Earnhardt Jr.
- The NASCAR racer? - Yes, the NASCAR racer.
Ha-ha-ha. You don't wanna do this, Van.
- How do you know what I wanna do? - All right.
I've gotta do it. He's nothing without his pit crew.
Uh, Mr. Earnhardt Jr.
- Call me Dale. Dale.
- How's it going? - Pretty good.
Hey, Dale, hey, I was just wondering if...
Wondering if I wanna go?
You probably get that a lot, huh?
You have no idea.
- All right, kid, let's see what you got. - You want a head start?
You suck.
What the hell you doing, player?
Saluting the sun.
Or I was till you tossed my chi.
You do yoga, man?
Yeah, Van, I got a lot of stress, man.
That's why I take the path of the mind.
You know, you could use a little Eastern chill-out style yourself.
Look at you, all scowling and judgmental.
What's up?
Super G.
Aw, man.
Man, just mentioning that cat gets my chakras all wack.
How's a couple of guys like us go about making friends with him?
Well, that's a brother with no brothers, know what I'm saying?
Dude made a lot of enemies on his way up...
...and a couple of months ago, ooh, they came a-calling.
Bam. Bam. Bam.
But they missed. Ha, ha.
Now he's rolling all Fort Knox.
Afraid some somebody's gonna come into his crib while he's sleeping...
...and bust a cap in him while he's snoring.
It's plain and simple, man.
You want Super G to like you? Convince him you can keep him safe.
- Can you get us a sit-down? - I could vouch for you if you leave me be.
All we need is an in.
Aquarius will be your door.
Come on and get this potted palm with me.
This cat, Super G, brings himself up from nothing.
But he still wants to be the number one gangster.
Is that what it's all about?
The ho's, the cars, the bling and the guns?
Ho's, cars, bling, guns. We like that stuff.
I don't know, man. I just don't know.
We take out one wannabe gangster, two more pop up.
Come on, that's not what this is about and you know it.
Now, I miss him too.
I know I've been all amped up lately, but that's how I'm dealing with it.
You wanna talk about it?
- Because this week... - It's just another week.
Let's roll.
You know, the first mainstream hit rap record...
...was actually done by a white band?
"Rapture," Blondie, from Autoamerican, 1980.
A hot album. You should stick that in your car and cruise around with it.
- All right, now you're out of your element. - No, I'm in my element.
First of all, you need to take that post-punk. New-wave thought out of your mind.
It was 1979, Sugarhill Gang, "Rapper's Delight. "
I said mainstream. That was a niche record.
- Check your facts. - So you mean "niche," you mean "black"?
Why you gotta play the race card on me?
Uh, excuse me. Welcome, gentlemen.
Right this way.
Why is it when I have this argument, I'm always with a white boy?
You know who you remind me of right now?
- Your brother. - Dre wasn't a Blondie fan.
- That would be an understatement. - One of the few things we agreed upon.
Super G is expecting you. It may be a moment.
- He's working. - He's working.
Kill the music.
Yo, P-Nut.
How long you been down with the family here?
Three of the best years of my life, dog.
To the day.
True that, G. To the day.
I got you a little anniversary gift to mark the occasion.
Aw, G.
Man, you ain't gotta do all this.
You think I don't know what goes on out there? I got eyes everywhere.
My man Porter says you been talking to Def Jam?
Come on, come on, come on, G.
That's the smell you've been giving off around here.
- That's how you smell. - Come on, man, I'd never...
How do you like it? How do you like it?
- Hey, they came at me, man. L... - "Oh, they came at me. "
And they came talking to me. You know I wouldn't do that.
They came at...? Get up.
Get your disloyal ass out of my sight and go make me a hit record.
Turn the music back on.
Friends of Aquarius, huh? So, what do you want?
We are here to offer our services.
Well, you don't look like you can rhyme.
So, what you think you gonna do for me?
- Security. - I already got security.
Ain't that right, Mr. Porter?
- That's a fact, sir. - "That's a fact, sir. "
The pride of the Corps.
The few, the proud, my man.
- I got security. What you've got...
...is a bunch of steroid cases that know how to scare off groupies.
- That's what you got. - Ahem. What my partner is trying to say...
...is that a man in your position can't afford to settle for less than best.
We happen to be the best.
Experience and state-of-the-art technology.
All right.
You're friends of Aquarius, so I'm gonna try to be real polite about this.
My house is locked down tight.
So thanks for coming down, but I ain't interested.
Then you just signed your own death certificate.
Come on, man, just sign away.
Just write, "I'm a dead man. " Why don't you do that?
And what's your name? Porter? That's your boy?
If you stick with him, you're dumber than you look.
This job interview is over.
So, Salt-N-Pepa, get out my studio.
Gentlemen.
See where we're walking? Outside?
We're supposed to be on the inside. That's our job: Inside. Not outside.
I know the job, Van. It was a bad play, now let's move on.
Move on to what? Right now, I don't see another play to be made.
We were supposed to get Super G to like us. Seduce the man, not insult him.
Now he's gonna tighten his house tighter.
You made your point. You're right, I'm wrong.
Can we move past the Van Ray infomercial on the art of seduction...
...and figure out our next step?
I don't know what I'm gonna do. I mean, I just can't figure out what's next.
What to do next, you know? I need to figure it out.
You looking for some help?
Oh, no, I need to figure this on my own.
Then why don't you talk to Van? Talk to Dad?
Oh, right. I talk to Van, he's gonna go all Dr. Phil on me...
...and wanna talk about my true feelings.
And Dad?
I can't. I just...
Let me do this on my own.
Not going so good, is it?
Man, I can't do this with you staring me down.
You need to give me some space.
- Or what? Huh? Or what? - Oh, we bring the "or what. "
- You gonna bring some "or what"? - Yeah, I'll bring some "or what" now.
Ho, look out. Too fast for you, Dre.
What? What? Do you want that?
- Dre, I'm too fast... Ooh! - Ha, ha.
I know what this is about.
It's nothing. He's just...
Look, his brother's birthday on the 29th.
- How do you do that? Please.
He would have been 40?
- Two. - Right.
This must be a tough week for you too.
I'm okay.
I mean, I'm not okay, it's just...
It's different for me, you know? It just hits me in different ways.
For Deaq, this week, this day, it's bad.
Right? He's just going through something.
This is when having all the facts doesn't do you any good.
I look at him and I know he's hurting.
I know he's getting thrown off, but I don't know what to do.
Well, whatever he's going through, he wants to do it on his own.
I've gotta respect that.
I just gotta get his back without him even knowing. That's what he'd do for me.
You ready to play, partner? Let's rack it.
Now that you chowing down on my fries, you wanna hear another idea?
Okay.
We're going swimming.
- Uh-oh. Here comes the ankle. Uh-uh.
Here comes the ankle. Here comes the ankle.
Unh, mm, you know I am.
- You ready? Here we go. Yeah.
You like that?
Oh, my God! My God!
- Oh, my God! Oh! Oh! Oh!
You shot me. Shot...
Paintball. Don't worry.
Real gun. Worry.
You two boomerangs? Right in my crib.
- That's far enough. - Whoa, okay?
- Where the hell is Porter? - Your house ain't locked tight as you think.
Then why is there a gun pointed at your head, brother?
You're missing the point. If we were enemies instead of friends...
- You'd be a dead man. - What?
Whether she pulls that trigger or not, you got security issues.
Paint's water-based, by the way. Should wash right off.
You got some balls on you.
- Well, coming from you, that's, uh... - The realness.
You know what I do to guys like you, brass clanks like that?
I hire their asses.
Are you serious?
These tossers break in, and you give them jobs?
Ambition. Initiative.
You used to be the same back in the day, remember?
- Oh, for God's sake, put something on. - Thank you.
You're welcome. Congratulations.
Welcome to the circus.
Good night, gentlemen.
Oh, hey. Where you been? Huh? Where you been?
You been topside having a frogurt?
Well, you're just in time to meet your new bosses.
Now, gentlemen, as you can see...
...I will not require your services right here, right now. So you're dismissed.
Close the door, it's chilly. There's a draft.
Ha, ha. Now, where were we, baby? Where were we?
- Oh, yeah, are you ready? - Always.
- This little piggy went to the market. - Ha-ha-ha!
We're in.
- I never doubted you for a second. - Yes, you did.
So I'm gonna build you a credible background.
Corporate, celebs and a few made guys.
Meanwhile, take the equipment we lifted off that Malibu coke dealer.
Cameras, motion sensors, eavesdropping mikes...
...and thumbprint scanners.
You guys know better than anybody, boys love their toys.
Including the one you're not gonna tell him about.
A satellite transponder that'll be sending everything...
...from Super G's security cameras right back to the Candy Store.
We watch, we listen...
...and as soon as we get hard evidence on Super G, we move.
We got the studios, the yacht, his whole empire right before our eyes.
You gotta admit, we're good.
So far.
Welcome to the family.
That is one amazing woman.
What exactly does she do for Super G Unlimited?
- Lf you don't mind me asking. - She handles all my business overseas.
But I didn't just hire her because she's beautiful to look at.
I hired her because she's all about that international cake.
She makes me money in countries I've never even heard of.
Van, Deaq, perimeter's secure.
- Good work. - Anything else?
Uh, let me see. Turn around.
Go ahead.
We gotta do something about that wardrobe.
Yeah, the hair, it's a wrap on that.
- We need to change that immediately. Mm-hm.
But I like the scowl. Scowl is good.
Keep the scowl, less mousse in the hair, think turtlenecks.
All right, we're done with you. Go.
What are you waiting for, a tip? Go. No, really, we're done. Go ahead.
Anything else we need to know about your business?
I'm the boss. Don't forget it.
Don't let me down.
Now, keep my ass in your eyeline at all times...
...but give me room to play all day, we'll get along just fine.
You boys, all work and no play.
What do you say we take this meeting outside.
Outside is fun.
Someone doesn't seem to be having a very good time.
I don't mix business with pleasure.
Hmm.
You are very serious, aren't you?
Yeah.
So, what are you carrying?
Desert Eagle,.357 Magnum.
It's a nickel-plated, gas-operated, semiautomatic pistol...
...with a rotating bolt and a nine-round magazine.
I know.
You know, it's been my experience...
...that when people have a gun in their hand, they feel rather powerful.
Gets a little dodgy when your life's on the line.
That's why I carry two.
I like you.
I know.
You just can't shrug it off anymore, D. It's sticking to you.
- What is? - The job. The job, man.
You're so caught up in it you're forgetting that there's another life out there.
The real world, brother.
It ain't that easy, man.
It's these people out here, all right?
People I gotta get next to. People I gotta hang with.
I gotta drink with them, I gotta laugh with them.
The same kind of people that took you.
Took me? I'm right here.
- Quit playing, man. - You're not looking at me?
Ain't I right here?
What you want from me, man? Why are you here, Dre? Why?
It's my birthday.
What are you gonna give me for my birthday?
Because if you didn't get me anything, I'll tell you what I want.
I want...
What you say, man? I can't hear you.
Dre, I can't hear you, man.
Dre, speak up.
I don't get it. We have over 100 hours of audio and video on this guy, and nothing.
The only thing we'll be able to bust him for is payola and possession.
Maybe we need to stir the pot, push the underlings around a little.
Adriana. You think you'll be able to get her to move?
Not me. I think she has a little crush on my friend over here.
- What makes you think that, man? - Come on, man.
- I saw you guys on the boat, okay? Mm-hm.
She wants a tall glass of that chocolate milk.
- She wants to get a little freaky Deaq-y. - I'm not here to play games.
Either one of you got a real idea how to break this case?
No? Then I'm punching out.
Come on, Deaq. I was just playing, man.
Deaq.
Look, I would love to stop the clock on this.
Especially today.
I know. I hear you.
- Do you know where he's going? - Yeah.
Staking out your family?
- You going in? - I don't think so.
Look, man. It's Andre's birthday, okay?
You know they wanna see you. Why don't you go in?
I'll go in with you.
Remember what Dre was all about?
This has been killing you, hasn't it?
You've been dying to have a little therapy session.
It's killing me, because it's killing you.
I appreciate it, man, but this is something you cannot fix.
- I know what you're going through, Deaq. - No, you don't.
No, you don't, Van.
Why do you have to do this alone, man?
You're not the only one hurting tonight.
All I'm gonna do is remind them that Andre is gone.
The funeral...
When I saw my old man...
...all I had to do was look in his eyes to know what he was thinking.
What's that?
The wrong son died.
Come on, man. Don't say that.
I know I've been a pain in the ass on this case...
...and I promise you right now that I...
I'll get my head in the game. I owe you that.
But this is my business.
And what I need from you is just to let me be, man, and let me deal with it.
All right.
I've been seeing him.
I've been dreaming I see Dre.
I talk to him. I...
I know it ain't real, man, but he's so close.
It's like I could grab him and bring him back to life.
Then I wake up.
Bringing down Super G is gonna be my birthday present to him.
You sure?
It's time to work that girl, Vin Diesel-style.
Because I was thinking, if you want me to mack on that a little bit...
...take one for the team, I'd be happy to.
You're so noble, man. Heh.
So you wanna go in?
Let's just hang here a little longer.
So, what's the mystery?
No mystery.
Just wanna talk to you away from the cameras.
I like the sound of that.
- About Morocco. - Never been.
See, I get paid to know where everybody on the payroll has been.
And it's one nasty episode of Behind The Music.
I know Super G's selling a lot more than CDs.
Now, none of this is in my employment contract...
...so I need to know from you and Super G...
...what my real job description is here.
You feel me?
Oh, I feel you.
So when you wanna get specific?
Tomorrow night?
See you then.
My, my, my.
- I was in the neighborhood. - Come in.
Cheryl, look who's here.
Remember Andre's 40th birthday?
That party we had?
Um, 40th birthday? Yeah, I'm not sure.
At the strip club.
Yeah, ha, ha. Yeah, I remember.
That was the first time I'd ever been to one of those.
They knew Van by name.
Andre was so embarrassed.
Kind of looked like me right now.
Ha, ha. Relax, Van. I've been married to a cop for 43 years.
I've heard worse.
Just when you think you're getting used to it...
...something like this comes along.
And it hits you all over again.
Yeah, well, that's kind of why I'm here.
Deaq's been having a real hard time.
I thought maybe if I could get you guys together...
...it'd be a little easier on him, but, uh...
- He seems to think that you're mad at him. - You're damn right I'm mad.
He's been back in L.A. For almost a year and we haven't seen him since the funeral.
But that's Deaq.
Yeah, Deaq, he told me something yesterday I didn't wanna believe.
What's that?
He said that when you saw him at the funeral, he could tell that...
...you thought the wrong son had died.
Oh, my God.
Listen, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...
He said that?
How can he think that? How can he be so wrong?
Then you'll see him? I mean, if I can arrange it, will you talk to him?
We lost one son.
We don't wanna lose another.
Set it up.
Any time, any place.
Thank you. Mrs. Hayes, good to see you.
- Always looking beautiful. - Oh, thank you. Bye, baby.
Van.
Thank you. You're a good friend.
So is Deaq. So was Dre.
So how's it going with Adriana?
- Working the case, man. - Really? Working it hard, are you?
- You implying something? - No.
Guys, we have a situation.
I'm just insinuating.
Guys. - What's up?
Porter's got somebody. He looks pretty beat up.
- Who is it? - I don't know.
Let me look at another angle.
Oh, my God.
Dad?
I know you're an ex-cop.
I know Deaqon Hayes is your son. Now I need to know if he's a cop too.
- Go. Go, go, go. - I gonna kill that son of a bitch...
You're going in too hot, you're gonna get your dad killed.
- How they know about my father? - I went to see him.
- Say what? - I need full SWAT. Super G Studios, now.
- It really doesn't matter right now. - Hold up, man.
You better get out of my face before you get somebody else in my family killed.
- Get out of here, man. - I don't care what you say, I'm still going.
Van, get away from the car!
Guys, get in the damn car now!
- I will be right behind you with backup. Let's go.
I told you, I don't know what you're talking about!
Your son knows more than he should.
And I need to know if he's just nosy...
Or if cop blood runs in the family.
Now, we can do this the hard way or the really hard way.
If you gonna kill me, you do it.
I've said all I'm gonna say.
You're a smart man, Mr. Hayes.
I am gonna kill you...
...and you can hold out on me as long as you want...
...but if you don't tell me about your son and Van...
...my next step is your wife, then your granddaughters.
How many family members are you willing to sacrifice for one son?
- You... - Hey.
What's up?
Why would they kill their boss?
She makes me money in countries I've never heard of.
We have over 100 hours of audio and video on this guy, and nothing.
Because Super G wasn't the boss.
Hey, hey, hey, you cover me. I'll go for your dad.
No, you cover me. I'll go for my dad.
Look, I don't have time to argue with you right now.
Then don't.
- Aah! - Get your hands off him...
...or I will shoot you where you stand, Porter.
Simple choice, Deaq.
Are you a good cop or a good son.
- Good to see you, Dad. - It's been too long, son.
- You still know how to use one of these? - I think I can make it work.
- You ready? - Yeah.
Cheers, love.
Report-card time. Now, that was very...
It was a very tense time, Van. Let's put it that way.
Now I'd come off my shift, take one look at my wife's face...
...and I knew what every single one of his grades were. Every single one.
Just like he was a cop.
I still can't believe you got a C in homeroom.
Who gets a C in homeroom?
It was a D until I hacked into the computer, you know, did a little presto change-o.
- Deaqon. I am shocked, Mrs. Hayes.
I, for one, never would've done that. I would've given myself an A-plus.
See that's what you would've done. And you would've got caught.
I also never would have confessed.
Look at your father, think there's a statute of limitations?
- You got that right. Oh, I'm in trouble now.
More than I was when I got here.
And I know why she's laughing. I know she's still talking to Tyrone.
- Tyrone? Who's Tyrone? Yeah, yeah.
I wanna hear. Don't start.
- Who's Tyrone? Leave her alone.
You know about Tyrone? - Yes, I know.
Yeah? Well, I'm just getting used to a Ja Rule, a Snoop Doggy Dogg...
...some fella called 50 Cent, and now we down to Tyrone.
Does Tyrone have a job? - He has a job. He has two jobs.
- Two jobs? I love me some Tyrone. Two jobs.
Always taking up for the girls. I don't like that.
It's worse now than when I first got the news, you know?
I was numb, but now it's like every day.
It's like a weight, it's getting heavier and heavier.
And I can't stop thinking about all those years we didn't talk.
We missed too much, man.
Yeah, we did.
What am I supposed to do?
For once, you don't need my advice.
You know.
No, I don't. I really don't.
You're doing it, man.
Every day you live the life, you're doing it better.
I'm not gonna see you again, am I?
You're gonna be all right, Deaqon.
This isn't a dream?
Humph.
Gotta give it up, though.
For once, you made it a decent birthday.
Dre, man, you don't have to go anywhere, dog.
Why don't you stay here?
All right, check it out. No more fighting.
Just you and me, you know, slap-boxing in the yard, baby.
Dre.
Dre?