Treme s02e09 Episode Script

What is New Orleans?

All right, we have Davis Mcalary in the house, famous and infamous for many of our long-time OZ listeners.
And we have a new voice, Lil Calliope, that I've been hearing a lot of good things about.
- So welcome.
- Hey, man, good to be here.
Good to be here.
- Me too.
- Yeah.
And you're here-- Y'all are here with a new track, "road home," which we're gonna play.
Tell us something about it.
Right, this is our contribution to a sampler which marks the debut of a new label here in New Orleans, '58 Mercury Monterey records.
- Gonna drop in a couple of weeks.
- Hmm.
Hip hop? And brass, funk and everything else your mama warned you about.
Big Freedia, Katey Red, Ballzack, 10th ward buck.
We even got Mannie Fresh throwing down with us, man.
- Well, who fronts you? - Uh, that would-- - Sorry.
- I killed this one.
Split the vocals with Davis.
I wrote, arranged and produced, but all props to Lil Calliope.
I am awed to be presenting him here at OZ for the first time.
Well, it's good to represent and present.
Right, brah.
Um, and as you can tell by the title of the track, we're taking this whole New Orleans brass-funk-bounce thing - to a place it's never been before.
- And that would be? Musical insurrection.
D.
J.
Davis and the Brassy Knol exists as political dissent, and we will not rest until the entire who dat nation is exactly that.
Because you know what Katrina made clear? I'm no longer from the United States of America.
Right.
Okay.
Uh, I got a second thing I wanna lay on you.
A track called "the true," recorded this week.
That's another heavy political statement, I take it? - No no no, it's more of a club banger.
- No no no no no.
- Yeah.
- Me and don b put it together - and kirk Joseph worked up a nasty horn riff.
- Yeah, that's-- - Check it out.
- Yeah, it's more of like a dance track.
- It's not really gonna be on the sampler.
- All right.
You know what? We're gonna give this a listen a little later if we have time.
But right now it's time for the debut of "road home" by d.
J.
Davis and the brassy knoll.
- That was good.
- The road home ain't no road home - I'm sorry, but you need a form - But no, man, see - I'm sorry, you need a form - What's he doing here? - I'm sorry, you need a form - I'm the talent.
I been patiently waiting a long time up in this long line, like I'm trying to use the John - but I'm just trying to get my little - I love it.
hanging in the Treme watching people sashay past my steps by my porch in front of my door church bells are ringing choirs are singing while the preachers groan and the sisters moan in a blessed tone - mm-hmm - Yeah down in the Treme just me and my baby we're all going crazy while jamming and having fun trumpet bells ringing bass drum is swinging as the trombone groans and the big horn moans and there's a saxophone down in the Treme it's me and my baby we're all going crazy while jamming and having fun down in the Treme it's me and my baby we're all going crazy - while jamming and having fun.
- Whoo! Start your day out there.
Uh-huh.
We were talking about the fact that a picture - Yes.
- ls worth a thousand-- Then this one, - imagine that.
- We do have a little bit w of showers lng at Get dressed proper in the morning, strap on your shoes, off to work, like most folks.
I'm telling you, it's damn near time you start putting yourself back together.
Sitting up at night with a bottle does nothing but kill your next day.
Your sons need to see you wide awake and fresh when they get up in the morning.
Now you know how I feel about that goddamn bar, especially after what happened.
I hate that fucking place, but hate you on this sofa even more.
- So what you asking? - I'm telling.
Either you reopen that bar and you go back to work, or we sell that fucking thing and you bring your ass back up here and be a part of this family like you should.
One or the other, but either way I need you up off your ass! Got a meeting with the district attorney day after tomorrow, so I'll reopen then.
- What? - Where the hell you supposed to stay? We closing your mama's house in two weeks.
- You can't move no furniture back in there.
- I'll stay above the bar.
- The hell you will.
- Then I'll get a hotel room downtown on canal street, a'ight? - Do we know who the judge is, Bob? - Not yet, but we did draw Ted Planzos for the prosecution.
Now I don't want to be optimistic here, but my experience with Planzos says that he's reasonable at the very least.
- Any chance of getting this tossed? - Frankly, no.
The fact that it's in Jefferson parish means it goes forward.
Now the good news is that they're gonna go after the kid with the heroin charge, so if we do everything we're supposed to do, they'll most likely allow us to plea and get probation.
Once you complete your probation, they'll most likely go back and clear your record.
How about a court date? Well, for juvenile it's 90 days from date of offense, so this is good.
It gives us time to prepare.
It also gives time to get the blue streaks out of your hair.
I'd also like you to get some sort of after-school job, something that shows you're busy and contributing.
She already has an internship with the city council president three days a week after school.
Well, the more extracurriculars, the better, so do something with the other two weekdays.
We need to convey e impression that you're a reasonably responsible person who made a mistake that was totally out of character.
Now to do that I'm gonna have you take some drug tests at a lab.
You want me to pee in a cup? - God.
- Sofia.
I wasn't even using.
The stuff was just, like - Heroin, not "stuff.
" - ln the car.
And the marijuana was yours.
You have been smoking weed.
In addition, I've arranged for weekly meetings with Dana Weinstein.
She's a child psychologist I work with.
If all goes well, Dana will testify for us when we go to court.
- I'm not mental.
- Well, that's good to know, but we still need an expert to say so to the judge.
- Fuck this.
- Sofia! Toni.
Give me a few minutes alone with your daughter, please? I'm not a layman, Bob.
I can be helpful here.
I work a very specific pocket of the courthouse and that's why you hired me.
So, please, let me work.
You're about to go to court in Jefferson parish, not Orleans.
You piss someone off, it guarantees you won't be going home to sleep in your own bed.
So you're gonna do whatever I say to do when I say it.
Understood? Good.
Sit up.
I was born on a dublin street where the loyal drums did beat and the loving English feet, they trampled over us and each and every night when me father came home tight he'd invite the neighbors outside with this chorus come out, ye black and tan come out and fight me like a man show the wife how you won medals down in flanders tell her how the I.
R.
A.
Made you run like hell away from the green and lovely lanes in Killashandra.
Whoo! Very cool.
You don't see a lot of those around here.
I guess it's understandable.
I suppose there's not much room for a you could parade solo with it though.
Of a fatit's real portable.
- I'm Annie tee.
- Jim.
Mr.
lynch is visiting me from London where he is a street entertainer of long standing, much like ourselves.
- Yup.
- Me and Jim worked a summer together a couple of years back.
I had to learn all that Tommy Makem shite and he got Schled in Hank Williams.
We were a lovely pair of three-chord wonders.
- So you're gonna busk down here awhile? - Just for a couple of weeks.
I came down for the Saint Patrick's day things.
Harley kept going on about it.
Is it true they Chuck cabbages - at people's heads off of parade floats? - Yeah.
Really? That's fucking mental.
I came by to see if you wanted to work the square this afternoon.
- I could use the pocket money.
- I was gonna show him the town today, - but how about tonight? - I will see you there after dark.
- All right.
- All right.
It was nice to meet you.
Very pretty.
Plays her ass off too.
Annie Tee-- Remember that name, brah.
- For real.
- I sure will.
Colson, hold on.
I came by to let you know that Marsden not only shitcanned Girardi, but he transferred my lieutenant, Eddie Corrigan.
Gone, as of this morning.
Good fucking job, Terry.
- You're blaming me? - You ran your mouth, right? You guys fucked the dog on the Helen hill thing.
You know this.
I don't come into your shop and second-guess, motherfucker.
And I sure as shit don't run up the back stairs to the deputy chief.
You been reading "the times-pic" lately? Big article on drug use at lusher and that one kid who overdosed.
Real problem they got.
Captain Guidry, shouldn't you be out somewhere fouling evidence? Funny.
I hear the daughter of your lawyer friend caught bracelets.
- My lawyer friend? - Word gets around about you, Terry.
Bernette, right? The one with the red hair.
Her kid got popped for h.
Fucking tragic.
But you guys are right for each other.
That's another one that likes to get involved with everybody else's business and pretend her own shit smells like roses.
Lieutenant, for you from chief Marsden.
Call him ASAP.
Horns up.
All right, let's go.
Crescendo.
Tone.
Tone.
Accent.
All right, all right.
- Not bad.
- It sounded good to me.
Actually, Denard, you were a half-measure behind.
- Hey hey.
- I was improvising, so I could to stand out some.
But band is about being in lockstep with the other players.
- Marching band, you mean.
- Yes.
I wanna be in one of them bands where you can play free.
What? Y'all ain't even up on two feet yet.
Y'all getting there, but y'all ain't there yet.
This is the path right here.
Every New Orleans jazz musician came out of a school band.
- It's how you learn.
- Mr.
Batiste.
- Yeah.
- You was in one? Saint augustine marching 100.
Where you playing now? Oh, all over.
Different gigs, you know, some with my own band.
Tomorrow I'm playing down at the blue nile on frenchmen street.
- Could we see you? - I don't know.
I mean, it's mostly adults.
- It ain't no place for kids.
- They got women in those clubs, right? - Yeah.
- You get with some? Oh no.
Charles.
- How many girlfriends you got, Mr.
baptiste? - Come here.
You were tight-lipped on the phone, deputy.
- I hope I'm not in the jackpot here.
- No jackpot.
I just wanted to tell you in person.
We're moving you over to homicide, effective immediately.
There's an opening for a lieutenant in the unit.
I think you're the right choice for the posting.
Now your criticism of the handling of the hill case was on point.
So once there in an official capacity, you can work on the things that you think are deficient in the unit.
There are others in the department who have more investigative experience than me, deputy.
But that didn't stop you from speaking your mind before, did it? Is captain Guidry gonna remain in command of homicide? Yes.
Well, deputy, as you can imagine, John Guidry is not entirely enamored of me at this moment.
I spoke to the captain and he knows that you'll be working together.
Look, the department's got problems everywhere, lieutenant, but homicide is where we are truly and deeply fucked.
One conviction-- One-- Out of 162 murders last year.
Here's your chance to do better.
Do the job.
You'll be fine.
So what do you think, Darren? You've been doing this a long time.
There's a lot of talent in this room.
It's hard to say who'll go on.
Too many outside factors-- Family, the street.
Yeah, well, I guess what I'm asking is how do you know, as a teacher, which kid has the potential to stand out? I'm not here to teach one kid.
This is about all of 'em.
This is more than music, Antoine.
coochie-mighty Coochie-mighty I the big chief of the guardians of the flame Mardi Gras day I shoot the fiyo in the game I cry, "hey, mama!" - hu-ta-nay - Hey there, mama - hu-ta-nay - Go tell your papa - hu-ta-nay - Indian's coming - hu-ta-nay - Somebody's running hu-ta-nay, hu-ta-nay hu-ta-nay - What the hell? - Man.
That was sounding good too, man.
Dad, are you parched? You need water or something? I don't need no damn water.
Ron, I'm hearing you.
Are you hearing me, or you don't want to hear me? I wanna feel the rhythm section.
- Whoa whoa.
Daddy.
Daddy.
- Oh shit.
- Yeah.
- Daddy, you trying to show Ron Carter, who been the bottom of about - how to play the bass? - I'm trying to teach him some Indian, son.
I think I got this.
I think I got this.
- You know what I mean? - I think I got it.
You heard what I was doing.
Trying to show Ron Carter something on the bass is like trying to show a ho how to turn a trick.
It's an impossible maneuver.
Does this studio sound all right to y'all? - Huh? - It was enough for Rudy van Gelder.
Something ain't right here.
Something just ain't-- It don't even smell right up here.
You mean here in New York? - Well, yeah.
- Come on, chief man.
We're musicians, man.
We play notes that's gonna sound good no matter where we are.
Now, chief, can we get a take, man? - Yeah.
- Let's get it, baby.
Let's see if y'all can get this right.
I'm telling y'all, I've had it up to my teeth with all of this bitching and moaning.
Tonight I had to run down to magazine street and rent a hi-hat for Herman last minute, - Mm-hmm.
- Come back here to find the horn section except for Tim all had other gigs.
Better-paying gigs, probably.
Hey, man, you supposed to be riding herd - on these motherfuckers.
- Shut up, man.
I'm making money.
But it ain't getting no better.
If y'all would just hold the shit down, we coming into a better class of gigs.
- Like what? - Blue nile had a couple of holes in their sched.
- Oh yeah.
- One tomorrow night, and that's ours if we want it.
Nuh-uh.
Think we can fill that, man? Oh, man, just off the walk-ins off of frenchmen street we can fill that club.
Shit.
But not if I can't get you motherfuckers to show up! A lot of us got regular gigs.
You don't think I have other responsibilities? - Oh ho ho.
- I got a day job in addition to this.
- Really? - Hell yeah.
Y'all looking at the assistant band leader down at Elie.
Not lying.
You know what? Down there I'm respected.
Down there I'm a goddamn professional.
- Whoa! - Band leader.
He leading a bunch of kids.
Fuck y'all.
Fuck all y'all.
- What?! - I'm not even gonna tell you how I'm working on getting a late slot at jazz fest.
- Y'all don't need to hear it.
- Yeah, right right.
But jazz fest cards been out for two months now, - so who you fooling? - It's a late fill-in, Wanda.
- Whoa! - But see, y'all don't need to know.
In fact, I'ma put all y'all on a need-to-know basis, and right now y'all don't need to know shit.
Unless I've lost count, that's more than 18 million passing through me in real estate purchases, not even counting the building that I've got my money on.
At 2.
5 points, that puts me nearly half a million on this caper alone.
And I'm well over two million since I got off the plane down here.
I can't thank you enough.
Just wish I got here sooner.
You've done your part.
Truth is, I've got potential investors lined up for more property than is actually available.
And I'll confess, Nelson, mid-city isn't the only area we're looking at.
And yours isn't the only umbrella I've got people sheltered under.
- I'm not surprised.
- But the window is closing.
There's an announcement coming-- Development zones, mid-city planning.
At this point, we shouldn't just be waiting for auctions and real estate sales.
We should be going door to door, picking up everything we can.
You'll be amazed when you see it.
The connections are so obvious.
I know what you're thinking.
- You do? - Yeah.
"We got museums in New Orleans.
Better museums.
" Pay my son no mind.
He's a little emotional these days.
I worry on him.
Have you ever been to Africa? Once, but not west Africa.
I've been to South Africa for a documentary on mandela and the Robben island soccer league.
You should go one day.
It's amazing.
I'm not much on travel.
If he ain't been there yet, it ain't worth the trip, right? - Whoa.
- That one especially, right? The Loma of Liberia use such masks for initiation ceremonies and, like you all, only the initiated members of the all-male poro society can carve a mask.
And they say that once the male puts on the mask, he's transformed into a spirit.
Looks familiar, right? Yeah, it's clear to me they got that from us.
Wait.
What? Look at the way they use them feathers up on that headdress.
That's old-time black Indian right there.
Daddy, we came from Africa, not the other way around.
- Read the plaque.
- I ain't got to read the goddamn thing.
I got eyes.
I can see.
"Such ceremonial garb can be dated as far back as the late 18th century.
" Now this cat right here is wearing these threads a hundred years before creole wild west or yellow pocahontas had a good dream about Mardi Gras suits.
You see them shells? You see the way they use them shells? That's my style.
Daddy, you can't be serious.
Oh, like you say, I know what I know.
Oh lord, take me now.
I appreciate you coming in.
I don't wanna make this any harder for you than it already is.
- But I already did this.
- The problem is detective Leroy, while she is a good investigator, misunderstood a bit of procedure.
She showed you two photo arrays, each with a possible suspect and five other fill-in photos.
If you recall, she showed you two arrays, but the suspects you identified were both in the same array.
We need to do this properly so there's no question in court.
Okay.
Excellent.
- Thank you for that.
- I told you I was positive.
Besides, that other victim is the one who's pointing them out in court, right? Ain't that right? Actually, there have been some procedural problems in that case as well.
Procedural problems? In terms of securing a conviction, we now feel that your case is perhaps the stronger of the two.
Okay, what's going on? You tell me.
The other victim has declined to testify.
What if I decline too? Without your testimony, we'll have no case.
Here's hoping he'll meet me down there Hello.
Yeah.
Don't play.
A'ight, I'll check it out, but don't be fucking with me though.
A'ight.
- What? - Don b say wild Wayne playing us - on the q right now.
- What?! - Yeah.
Yeah.
- Right?! Right?! - Yeah! "Road home," huh? - Yeah.
No.
No.
- The new joint.
- Oh.
Oh shit.
They playing me on the radio, brah.
- I'ma tell everybody.
- Yeah.
Hey, that's me on the radio, baby! Put it on q93! Yo! That's me on the radio! What! - Pick up the track! - Yo, it's Calliope! - Somebody scream! - My man, lil Calliope.
Always on your hip-hop and R&B station, q93.
Ya heard? It wasn't mine and the guy-- He told the police it was his.
I got charged with the marijuana though.
- That was yours? - The weed, sure.
Weed should be legal.
For 16-year-olds? No, not for 16-year-olds.
I'm guessing your mother isn't as nonchalant - about this as you are.
- No one is.
The lawyer says besides this internship, I gotta get a paying job before we go to court.
I gotta see a shrink too, right after I leave here.
The price you pay.
Whatever.
I know.
You'll get elected mayor and then you can make marijuana legal.
Well, not legal, but the kind of thing that police just write you a ticket for, like for parking laws.
I can tell you one thing, young lady-- That will not be a campaign promise.
- People would vote for you.
- I'm guessing we've got bigger problems to deal with, don't you think? You'll be a good mayor.
I've seen you second line.
Smoked lamb, one octo, two shrimp buns.
Fells good shucking oysters again.
West coast oysters, but oysters just the same.
It's good.
I told you this place is the shit, right? Cold kimchi consomme on oysters? I mean, who woulda thought? This one is for you.
This one you'll like.
We just put it on.
Country ham with red-eye mayonnaise.
For a Southern girl.
- Where'd that dish come from? - Southern boy.
Virginia, true son of the South, remember? Bizcocho, come over here.
- Behind you.
- Six all around.
Dude, we've got a big fucking problem.
Tomorrow we've got to change the menu.
There's been a development.
Yeah, I heard we're getting sued by some vegetarian.
She freaked out because her broth wasn't totally veg.
I told her that we didn't have any strict vegetarian options except ginger scallion.
Calls the next day, says I lied to her.
She's fucking freaking out.
It's a total pain in my ass.
- So what do you want to do? - Fuck her, man.
Starting tomorrow, let's put pork in every fucking dish.
- Sounds good to me.
- All right.
This place is so fucking awesome.
All right, baby.
Hey hey.
Come on, baby, look alive.
- Let's do this.
- All right.
Kinda drafty in here, man oh man, look-- Short notice for us.
By the second set, we'll have a whole bunch of walk-ins.
I don't know about that, boss.
We've got Kermit and his guys a couple of doors down at Ray's.
Give me 10.
I'll be back.
All right.
10.
New Orleans is file gumbo.
New Orleans is grits with easy over egg with brown gravy and liver smothered with onions with toast bread on a Sunday morning.
New Orleans is "tu way pocky way.
" New Orleans is "cotton eye Joe" early in the morning - How you been, buddy? - "Hu-na-nay," hopping and hollering.
New Orleans is yours truly, Kermit Ruffins and the barbecue swingers, live at ray Ray's boom boom room.
New Orleans is Yeah, I've gotta get my sons out of here, drop them at a movie or-- Or something.
Bravo 1, contact at your 6:00.
Right, so I have a couple of hours to kill and I was-- - Reload.
- Well, I was just wondering - if-- If you wanted to meet me for a beer Or something.
I could use one.
Get into position, team.
Great.
Uh, the columns on Saint Charles? 3:00! Right.
I'll see you then.
Turn the shit off.
We're going out.
We killed it, right? We killed it, huh? - Yeah yeah yeah, no shit.
- Yeah yeah yeah! All right, music lovers, we're gonna take a slight pause for a worthy cause and we'll be right-- - Hey! - Antoine Batiste! Man, my bad.
I didn't see you standing over there.
Come on down and play a number, man.
Right about now we're gonna get Antoine to come up here and do a little number with us, y'all.
What you got, Batiste? - What you got? - Can y'all follow me on some al green? - Bring it on, Batiste! - You fucking with the reverend? - Yeah, baby.
- Oh man.
Come on, man.
"Let's stay together.
" And I am so in love with you whatever you wanna do is all right with me, hey let's stay together.
Yeah! All right.
Mr.
Antoine Batiste on the vocals, baby.
That's going especially out to the ladies, you know.
Yeah.
You see, I can't help it.
I'm just a gangsta of love, baby.
And if y'all need to hear more about my crimes, y'all can just pick up your drinks and come on down the block to the blue nile right now and hear the soul apostles.
Yeah, this is New Orleans.
All you gotta do is put it in the go-cup and come on down the banquette.
Ain't got no cover charge.
We doing that good old-fashioned, mmm, good grinding, roaring beat.
Kermit gonna take a break.
Come on, let's go! You think I'm playing? Co on with all that, Batiste! Antoine! Motherfucker.
- They on my list.
- All of them? - Mr.
Batiste.
- Oh! - Wanna hear you play some.
- Hey, brah, let him in.
Underage, man.
That's a kid.
Man, this my son.
Right there.
Damn, Antoine.
How many goddamn kids you got? Shit.
All right.
Come on now, hit it! Hit it and don't quit it! Soul apostles in the house! Come on! Come on, come on.
Ah! Oh, here you go now.
- Wanda Rouzan, baby! - Oh yeah! Where y'all at? hoo! Now come on.
Mr.
big stuff hah! Who do you think you are? Mr.
big stuff Come on, y'all, let's roll it.
You're never gonna get my love now because you wear all those fancy clothes you drive a big, fine car oh yes, you do do you think I can't afford to give you my love? you think you're higher than every star above well, Mr.
big stuff tell me, come on who do you think you are? Mr.
big stuff you're never gonna get my love My heart beats just like a hammer my arms were wound around you so tight and stars, they fell on Alabama last night Good pick on the bar.
I doubt that we'll run into anybody that I work with Or for.
Would that be a problem? Well, in my world, you are a bit of a pariah.
Yeah, and there's been station house talk.
About? That we're friendly.
You've been catching hell, huh? I went outside the chain of command and I told after the deputy chiefing that homicide was screwing the case.
You know what happens next? I am transferred to homicide.
Yeah, they give me a shift and they drop me right under the captain that I pissed off.
Why would they do that? Think it through.
Either I get the goods on Guidry and I help them get rid of him or Guidry finds a way to do you.
Yeah.
And either way, the bosses figure that the problem takes care of itself.
Oh Jesus, Terry.
So much for reform, huh? Is it any wonder that no one in this town ever gets up on their hind legs? In my imagination a situation Yeah yeah yeah Mr.
big stuff who do you think you are? Mr.
big stuff, tell me you're never gonna get my love, oh! - This was ne.
- It was.
Toni.
- I don't know.
- If I don't think I'm ready.
- Okay.
- Sofia, me-- Still pretty raw.
Right.
I get it.
But thank you.
Yo, I'm Kermit Ruffins and the barbecue swingers.
We gonna start our next set soon as I get back down there by the boom boom room.
Y'all ready? Y'all still got the go-cups? Follow me.
You sure make me smile.
Wild, man! Let's do it, baby! That's one hell of a plan, dude.
There you have it.
Took in four and a half feet of water.
At first I was waiting on the insurance.
That came in, but it wasn't what it was supposed to be.
And I waited for the government money.
Meantime, my wife passed.
- Sorry to hear.
- Any of that federal money come through? - Does it look like it did? - Huh.
Well, as I said, I'll be happy to look at the assessed value of the property and then better it.
State sent some paper with the value of the house and the damage done.
Don't recall where I put it.
If I don't hear from you soon, I'll stop back around.
It's a really catchy dance song.
Where were you when it came on? - In my car.
- Wild Wayne played it? Yeah, twice in an hour.
Well, Calliope had to be thrilled.
Huh.
Yeah.
You know, the exposure's gonna be good for you and your band.
- "The true" wasn't mine.
- But still Now that it's all over please take my advice I'm happy for him.
Or you'll only end up crying - On those horrible nights - I am.
I'm-- I'm happy.
Come on, come on, come on, come on he likes to do this he like to grab on your tits, he like Ready to open? Miss Ladee? I gotta go.
Sorry.
- You're gonna like this offer.
- Not interested.
You and your wife are gonna be very happy with this offer.
- We're paying top dollar.
- Not interested.
- Hear me out, sir.
- I'm not selling.
Not ever.
Not after what I've been through.
When I leave here, it'll be feet first.
I wanna talk to you about our drummer.
You don't think Carl Allen's subtle? - Really? - Too damn subtle.
I hired him and Ron Carter 'cause I figured you'd like 'em-- Two classic jazz men right up your alley.
Not for what I'm trying to do.
I ne somebody like Earl Palmer or Herman Ernest.
For what you trying to do? Shit, for my part, yeah.
We could get somebody like Uganda Roberts to come up here and work as your percussion man.
All right, Carl ain't gonna mind another percussionist working with us.
We could bring somebody up.
No no, we gotta take this whole thing down to New Orleans.
- The entire session? - It don't feel right.
I can't do it here.
- What? - Listen to you, daddy.
Can't nobody play the drums, play a bass line, cook a steak or fry a fish up here.
In all of New York, New York, can't nobody do nothing to suit you.
Look, I know what's right and what ain't.
- No, you know what you know.
- Yeah, well, if I don't know it by now, - fuck it.
- Always the last damn word.
Always the last fucking word.
Always need it, always want it, always gonna have to have it, huh, daddy? Nope.
Your brother named one of the officers.
We have that name.
We're just asking you to confirm that it's the right name.
George told you a name, it's on him.
I don't want police knowing we spoke.
- You have our word.
- Police not gonna do shit anyhow.
They won't, people don't step up.
- Can't argue with that.
- Please, miss Beaulieu.
I can't help you all.
I gotta live here, you know.
Damn, dog, you really driving.
- Use an 8 on that, son.
- Yeah, I know it.
- Don't look like you do.
- So now you gonna teach me about nautical knots, right? You two through playing grab-ass? See ya, don.
Since we're running up to the city for the gig, let's stop at Chalmette for some seafood.
Chalmette? Why chalmette? It's a market, not a restaurant, dude.
They got some sitdowns over there off Paris road.
Yeah, I know why you wanna drag my ass up there, man.
Come on, the meal's on me, or it will be as soon as you peel off some more bills from my money roll, man.
Hopelessman.
Shit.
- What's down? - Yo, man, fluke just got out of the hospital.
He over there on Saint Anthony, I'm saying.
- Excuse me, sir.
Good afternoon.
- That's you, Dawg.
Lady lawyer, eh? I see you brought the cavalry with you today.
You plainclothes or homicide? - Neither.
- Oh, a bodyguard.
- Yeah, you smart to bring protection, lady.
- I'm Toni Bernette.
I don't work for or with the police.
You remember.
I remember.
And I remember telling you I don't remember anything else - about what happened at that damn store.
- Billy Wilson.
That's the name of the cop that showed up at Robideaux's.
He's one of them who did the dirt there, right? We got the name from someone who saw officer Wilson chase a man into a unit at the Iberville, likely the same afternoon.
Also shot dead, same caliber weapon.
We've got two people dead behind this - and no one wants to talk.
- Yeah, well, people dying all the time round here.
- That's just how it go.
- If you intimidated, I can understand that.
That's what they count on, in fact-- Folks staying frightened.
- Motherfucker, I ain't afraid.
- I'm just saying.
- I ain't fucking afraid of no one.
- Nobody's afraid, - but no one says a damn word.
- You think I wasn't willing to give my name? You think I'm just gonna let someone shoot people down and not say something? Yeah, that's right.
I already fucking gave my name.
- What? - I called the police.
I gave my name.
- Who did you talk to? - Man, I called 911.
I told her I saw the police shoot a boy down for no damn reason.
I gave 'em my name.
I gave 'em my cell phone number too.
And what happened next? About two weeks later, this detective calls me, arranges to come past by my mother's house.
He said, "if you wanna come forward and tell 'em what you saw, it's no problem.
We'll take you right downtown, let you make a statement.
When they pump the rest of the water out of the courthouse, we'll take you over there, - say the same.
" - And did you? No, 'cause the next thing this cop tells me is that before I can make my statement he needs my name, my date of birth, my mother's name, her date of birth.
Do the same for everybody living in her house, for all your kinfolk and for everybody who we hang with.
He said if he find any paper on any one of my people or anybody who got anything to do with me, - they all going to jail.
- He threatened you that way? So now you see why I managed not to remember a damn thing.
But yeah, Wilson was there.
Huh.
He always been an asshole.
And another one I remember, too, from around the way-- White cop named Harvin.
I gave him that name too.
- Sorry for doubting you there, bro.
- Yeah, I bet.
The detective-- His name? You remember? French, I think.
Prioleau? Prioleau.
I'll come back on the weekend.
You know, I replaced that one.
The roof? Nice job.
Damn straight.
It should last 10, 15 years.
If homicide came out on this, then there should be a record of the 911 call in the file.
Yeah, there should be.
There should also be a first officer's report, bullet casings that were recovered and God knows what else.
Either it's stuck in a drawer or in some file somewhere in homicide.
Yeah, or just gone, disappeared like everything else.
But you're right-- It all goes back to the homicide unit.
- That's where the dirt is on this.
- You know anyone up there? - You wanted to see me? - Come in.
Close the door for me.
Sit down.
Yesterday I let you talk and I didn't say too much about what you told me, so now I'm gonna talk.
Okay then, your people didn't raise you to get in a car with kids you knew were the no-account kind.
But, young lady, your mother has it hard right now.
Your dad's gone and what she's got left is you.
My father fucking killed himself.
- I mean, if he-- - I can't speak to what your father was thinking or feeling, but maybe he was hurting like a lot of people around here are hurting.
But what you have to ask is, are you gonna add to that hurt? Is that who you are? Yo, Sonny, fire me up.
Dragged my ass up here.
You don't got a prayer, son.
Vietnamese around here stick to themselves, and you ain't in that club.
Her father? Looks kinda hard.
I seen him around-- Shrimper who has a boat he.
Works both seasons, brown and white.
Does some crabbing too.
Shit, let's get a beer.
You can rap with your girl after you swallow some liquid courage.
Hey, come on, man.
Thank you! Thank you very much.
And the more observant among you may note that I have with me any number of cabbages thrown at me during the recent festivities.
Along with a couple of carrots and a spud or two.
He caught half a stew.
Indeed yes, so any of you wishing to tip a dollar or more, please feel free to avail yourself.
Yeah, go on, take one.
They're beautiful Louisiana cabbage.
So Hank in e-flat, 'cause that's where it's at.
- A-one, a-two A-one, two, three, four.
You're looking at a man that's getting mighty mad had a lot of luck, but it's all been bad no matter how I struggle and strive I'll never get out of this world alive.
- Red alert.
- What? - You don't recognize him? - Oh yeah, he's a chef.
He's one of those new bistronomy guys from France.
Better go tell David.
Behind you.
- Can you get me the shallot plate, please? - Yes, chef.
Can you hand me the caviar and the fines herbes? Behind, behind.
Enjoy, chef.
- Holy fucking fuck.
- The man likes his eggs.
Oh fuck.
- See ya.
- Let's do this.
Check, check, check, hello.
- Our fearless leader.
- Hi, gentlemen.
- Hey! - "Road home," then "not a word," then "Nagin's lament.
" What's good, y'all? What's good, don b? - "The true," "the true"! - Wanna hear "the true"? Go on with it.
"The true," "the true," "the true," "the true"! Wanna hear "the true"? Yeah, y'all wanna hear "the true.
" - Gotta give the people what they want.
- Play the fucking song later.
Dude, what the fuck, man? - I'm the true, I'm the true - I'm the true, I'm the true - I'm the true, I'm the true - I'm the true, I'm the true - I'm the true, I'm the true - I'm the true, I'm the true - I'm the true, I'm the true - I'm the true, I'm the true throw your hands in the sky ain't nobody doing it like you do keep moving what your mama gave you couldn't nobody do it like you do throw your hands in the sky ain't nobody doing it like you until my fellas keep on making that money 'cause nobody hustle like you.
We have 73 redevelopment teams to start in every distinct neighborhood across this city.
Now the city is focusing on redeveloping 17 targeted areas around the city.
We think that by doing the targeted zones, it's gonna spur investments and continue-- Recovery zones, huh? If I had any extra cash on hand, I'd be buying up property in those neighborhoods.
You'd be late on that one, son.
Yeah, when I woke up, I was all alone with a broken heart and a ticket home and I ask you now tell me what would you do if her hair was black and her eyes were blue? said I've traveled around I've been all over this world boys, I ain't never seen nothing like Galway girl, ho! Thanks, darling.
- Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen.
- Thank you.
We will see you on another street corner-- Probably right over there-- Tomorrow night.
Thank you very much and good night.
Do you guys fancy going for a beer? I told Davis I'd catch his late set.
Cool cool.
Harley? - I'm gonna walk her back up to Saint Claude.
- Yeah.
- Take that.
- Thanks.
I'll see you back at the flat.
- Yeah, right.
- Been a pleasure.
- Fancy a pint? - Sure.
Come on.
- Hu-ta-nay - Hu-ta-nay now - hu-ta-nay - Hu-ta-nay now - hu-ta-nay - Hu-ta-nay now - hu-ta-nay - Hu-ta-nay now.
That might be the winner right there.
That feel like a take to you or what, big chief? Yeah, if that's what y'all want.
So we settled then? I'll call the realtor tomorrow, get it on the market by the end of the week.
Yeah, I don't know, man.
It's like-- The Pennywhistle, it's a real instrument, believe it or not.
A real instrument.
No, people-- People actually-- It's definitely a real instrument in his hands.
- Okay.
- They still make fun of him though.
- It's just like-- - Drop that shit in your hands.
Y'all know what it is.
Come on.
- Give it up.
- All right, all right.
- Give it up.
- All right.
Okay.
Go on, take it.
Goddamn right I'm gonna take it.
- You're making a bad choice, son.
- What? I ain't your motherfucking son.
Help! Help! Hey, man! - Damn.
- Come back to me I'm walking, yes indeed And I'm talking about you and me - and I'm hoping that you - That's straight New Orleans right there.
That's New Orleans too.
Yeah.
Taxi! hey, that you'll come back to me Come on, brah.