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We need a pecking order inside, gentlemen.

So we have control
on the outside. Okay? Period.

- Get him!
- Aah!

There're no leaders inside, Mike.

Why don't you pick new leaders?

There's no new leaders
to pick from.

Get up, nigga!

I don't wanna go.

They're gonna give you
a new identity.

They'll help you get a job.

How's Kyle?

He took a job upstate.

You're lucky there wasn't
drugs on this boat,

you left three guys on deck,
you didn't even frisk 'em.

Everyday, you will choose

whether to study

or wether to blow this off.

Oh!
No!

Give it up you bitch!

I wanna go for a walk.

We can't protect you
if we're not with you.

So, Milo... Is he listed
on the Inmate roster?

What'd he do? Mike, what did he
just walk out the front gate?

Wars inside
means war on the outside.

The only difference is

no innocent victims
during the inside war.

Outside, innocent victims
is how you fight the war.

911, what's
your emergency?

I've been shot.
Everybody's been...

Ma'am, are you
still there?

I heard gunfire.

Have you been shot,
ma'am?

If you can't speak,

simply press any
number on your keypad.

Good,
is the shooter still active?

Do you know
how many victims?

Everybody in this motherfucker
about to be a victim.

If y'all show up,

you motherfuckers
gonna be victims too.

Yeah.

Hey, you heading towards
the shots fired?

- Yeah.
- What is it?

Not sure. You on your way?

I gotta
drop something off first,

but, yeah, I'll be there.

Come on, please answer.

- Come on. Hi.
- Hey, Mike.

What are you doing?

Um, none
of your business.

Well, how long
are you gonna be doing that?

Well,
the hope is all night.

What do you need?

Fucking come on.
All right, never mind, sorry.

Fuck. Jesus.

Come on.

- Yeah, what's up?
- What are you doing?

What? Well, I was
fucking sleeping.

What's up?

I gotta drop something by
for you to watch.

What you get,
like, a dog or something?

I did not.

Well, what is it, Mike?

I'm gonna be there in a minute.

All right.

I don't need a babysitter.

No, what you need
is witness protection, Iris.

We all know how that went.

I just need a kind world.

Well, those don't exist.

And all you're doing is

prolonging the inevitable here, Iris.

Kingstown is not a city.

It's a town and nothing
stays hidden in a town.

So either you leave
or he's gonna find you, period.

Yeah, same goes for you.

Shit. Okay. You thirsty?

No.

Hi.

Hi.

Uh, Mike.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Uh, can I get a word
with you, please?

Go... Yeah. Sit inside.

- Come on.
- Yeah.

Who the fuck is that?

It's the girl from my office
with the three feds

who were murdered.

- Oh. Shit.
- Yeah.

I didn't know we found her.

We didn't. I did.

Look, good for you,

then go hide her
at your fucking cabin.

I can't.
I cannot leave her alone.

All right. She's been put
through the wringer by Milo.

Okay, look, and I put her
in WitPro and she jumped it.

I don't give a shit.

I can't have her here, Mike,

you know, with my pregnant wife
and our mother.

Are you out
of your fucking mind?

I just gotta put a lid
on a fucking problem.

Okay. It's just for a few hours.

Problems don't get bigger
than the hooker

in our mother's
living room, Mike.

- Come on...
- Michael?

Fuck. Asshole.

Yeah.

Sorry it's so late.

We're just looking
for a place to...

- Wait, wait.
- Let me go. Let me...

What the fuck?

- Let me fucking go, Mike!
- Woah, easy. Easy. Easy.

Let me go. You're a fucking dog.

Looking for a safe place...

- Let me go! Let me go.
- What is happening?

- Huh!
- We have a guest.

Um, we have
a spare room upstairs.

Tracy, would you show her
where it is?

- Sure. All right.
- Thank you.

It's just for a minute.
Sorry, guys.

- Hi, I'm Tracy.
- I'm Iris.

That's a pretty name.

It's not mine.
I made it up.

She in trouble?

Yeah. Yes, Mom.

- What kind of trouble?
- The worst kind.

And none of it is her fault.

Okay.

When you coming back
for her, Mike?

This afternoon, this evening.
And I'll get this done.

Okay, well,
the sooner the better.

- Yeah.
-'Cause I don't need

her trouble
to become our trouble.

Yeah, it's kind of already is,
isn't it.

Well, you know, fuck,
I love you,

but, you know, God damn.

- I know. Go to bed.
- Fuck.

Mike, it's a fucking mess.
It's just a fucking mess.

We give your boy a pass
and this is how he treats us.

No, no, no. Fucking bunny
didn't order this shit.

This came from the inside. Jesus.

Thought there were no
fucking leaders on the inside.

There aren't.

That makes
no fucking sense.

Look, when there's
no leaders inside,

everyone tries
to play leader, okay?

Jesus Christ, Ian.

Tail's wagging the fucking dog, right?

And this is the result. Jesus.

It's rough in there, Mike.

I've seen it before.

No, you haven't
seen this, Mike.

No, don't throw up
on my crime scene, come on.

Outside!

Fuck.

So, Mikey, you ever seen
anything like this before?

Because I sure as hell haven't.

No, not like this.

DA's calling it
a mass shooting, Mike.

Well, it's a gang shooting.
He knows it. We know it.

Jesus.

Well, yeah,
it was a gang shooting

when they drove by and hosed
the fucking house down.

When that next group
walked through,

Mikey, fucking executing people,

it became...
It became something else.

Welcome to national news.

- Sir.
- Yeah.

We got a murder weapon.

Am I the only motherfucker
that called this in?

Mikey, Dispatch was on with one
of the vics when she was shot.

He told the patrol units
to fucking seal off the streets

before they pushed
on the goddamn house.

Fearless fucking police chief.
What can we say?

Yeah, we engaged them over here.

- All right, let's see.
- I'll show you.

So we pulled up the house.
They were coming out here.

We engaged and they unleashed
fucking hell on us.

Fuck.

Dipped down this alleyway
and took off.

But one of them dropped this.

That's not
a fucking gangster gun.

Look at this thing.

Mikey, this thing's
got an added rail system.

It's got... It's got
a fucking muzzle brake on it.

Great, now they're
fucking gunsmiths now.

No, they don't know
how to do that shit

unless they got it
from the Mexicans.

You case this alley yet?

No, sir, they told us
to wait for SWAT.

- You got a torch?
- Yeah.

Yeah.

Follow this right here.

Fuck, Mikey, maybe we should
wait for SWAT.

Well, if we wait
for this guy to bleed out,

we're not gonna know
more than we already know.

And we don't know fucking shit.

Jesus, he's right there.

My name's Mike McLusky.

You know who I am?

You know my name?

I know who you are.

Can I come over and talk to you

and you not fucking shoot me?

I can't shoot you, man.

Dropped my gun.

All right, I'm coming over.

They start shooting
and we start shooting.

We run, and my fucking stomach
just opened up

and everything
trying to fall out.

Yeah, a ricochet
off the asphalt.

Sliced you as it goes by.

I'm fucked then.

Yeah, you're fucked anyway.

There's two dozen dead people
next door.

All right.

Everything's gone so south, man.

I didn't count on
motherfuckers doing drive-bys

on bus stops.

Fucking shooting
people's grandmas and shit.

That's how they wanna play,

then we gonna
motherfucking play.

They gonna hit
motherfucking churches next.

Is that right?
Then what they gonna do?

I'm gonna tell you
what they're gonna fucking do.

They'll hit the schools

and then they'll find out
where your fucking mother works.

This only goes one way
until it stops, okay?

It's a lose fucking lose
for everybody.

Ain't no way
to make it stop, man.

Head been cut off
all the chickens

and they just running around,
bleeding everywhere.

So you all paired up
with Mexicans, did ya?

Bloods tied up with the Aryans.

- I ain't telling you shit.
- Oh, is that right?

You've been saying shit to me
since I walked over.

Why don't you say
some shit to me

that fucking makes a difference?

Will you get the fuck out
of here, for God sakes, Stevie.

Come on,
how about it?

Say something
that makes a fucking difference.

They fucking killed my sister
at that bus stop.

Eight years old.
Not a gangbanger in sight.

I understand.

And you think what you just did
in there is gonna stop it?

Huh? Until the chickens
get their fucking heads,

every fucking bus stop,
every mall, everywhere,

just like this. You understand?

No one can leave their house.

I'm dying, man.

Yes, you are.

You ain't wrong.

Who you said is with who,
you ain't wrong.

Hey. Who ordered this?

Look at me. Who ordered this?

Nobody, man.
That's the fucking problem.

Ain't nobody ordering nothing.

Motherfuckers just out here
warring and shit.

Just... Just warring, man.

I'm gonna go
talk to Bunny.

Mike, you gotta get him
to find the fucking off switch.

This town's gonna get
locked down.

If somebody was
gonna shut it down, Ian,

they would've done it already.

This place don't lock down.

Hey.

Are you all right?

What's goin' on?

This fucking job, Mike.

I swear to God...

I know.

I know.

And people wonder
why I don't have a boyfriend.

No, I get why.

I mean, you're single because
you're smarter than everybody.

And you let everybody know it.

You see? And you laugh
when you get insulted.

And you feel insulted
'cause you laugh.

Fucking complicated. You're
a fucking pain in the ass.

Hey, come on. Cheer up, okay?

Look at me.

If it was easy,
everyone would do it, okay?

You're a boss.

Come on.

You know
you're single too, Mike?

Yeah, for very different
fucking reasons.

Bunny.

Yo, you know who it is.
Leave a message.

Bunny!

Bunny! You motherfucker!

What the fuck?

Hey.

Hey.
He here?

Yeah, just be ready.

Mike, this shit
getting out of hand.

Yeah, you think?

What the fuck did I
just walk into on 23rd Street?

What the fuck did you do?

It was a fucking massacre
under your flag!

- No, not my flag. No.
- Yeah?

I did not call that.
No. I can't.

I can't call that.
That shit came from inside.

I talked
to the shooter, all right?

It did not come
from the fucking inside,

so unless it came from you,

somebody's fucking cooking
something up.

- It's the fucking guards!
- Oh, come on.

Them motherfuckers
giving us their backs.

They shank a fool in the back,

leave the body
in the cot to rot.

They throwing motherfuckers out
with the fucking trash, Mike.

Listen to me. Two things.

You gotta sit everyone down
on the outside.

Okay, then you all
have to agree

that none of your ships
have fucking captains,

and until they do, no ships
leave the fucking port.

You understand the metaphor?

What about the fucking guards, man?

I'll handle the fucking guards.

Yeah, we need some order
on the inside, cuz.

Them motherfucking guards
need to sit their ass down too.

It takes time to find a leader.

- And right now...
- Yeah.

A leader tries to rise,

and that motherfucker is dead
by nightfall.

Okay, look, I'll get
the fucking guards

to take their blinders off.

You gotta manage this truce
like fucking now

'cause the National Guard
is gonna start

patrolling these streets.

And we've seen
how they handle shit.

You... You gonna need
to referee this shit.

Fuck I do.
I ain't refereeing shit.

You out of your mind?

How the fuck we gonna have four
motherfucking enemies

sit their ass down

and not kill each other
without a Sweden?

What, a Switzerland?

I'm not fucking Switzerland.
Fuck that.

Man, kiss my ass, man.

Sweden, Switzerland, crackerland,

whatever cracker-ass country

babysitting the other
cracker-ass country

when y'all motherfuckers
be blowing shit up.

That.

We need a mediator, Mike.

Otherwise, all this shit
is gonna do

is make this war worse.

- Fuck.
- You saw that shit.

Okay.

Okay, okay.

I have an idea.

I'm right here, man.
Hit me with it.

All right, you're gonna have to

really fucking trust me
on this one, though, Bunny,

and I mean really
fucking trust me, okay?

It's gonna sting,
but it will work.

And I promise
I will keep my word to you.

- How bad it's gonna sting?
- Oh, like a motherfucker.

And when it's over,

you won't have to hide out
in this fucking rooftop anymore.

Okay?

I spent my whole life
in this sorry-ass motherfucker.

Every time, somehow,
this bitch get worse.

And just when you think it can't
get any worse than it is,

man, this motherfucker
find a way.

Yeah.

I'ma trust you on this.

Yeah. All right.

Good.

Now I'll see you in three hours.

All right, all right,
all right, do it.

- Three hours, okay?
- Yeah, yeah.

Don't be late.
Don't bring a fucking army.

And just keep people here
for the status quo.

Three hours, okay?

Yeah.

Hey, it's me. You awake?
I have an idea.

Two Xanax,
three whiskeys.

What's your idea?

What if I could get you
the leaders to all four gangs?

Everyone that's at war. What if
I can give them all to you?

What's it gonna cost me?

Well, I need them
in the pen, not county.

They on parole?

Two of them are.

One isn't. The other one,
I don't know.

What's the charge?

Found in possession of firearm.

- That's 10 years, Mike.
- Yes, it is.

But here's the catch, Evelyn.

I'm gonna need you
to drop all the charges.

Why charge them at all, Mike?

Because I need them
on the inside

to pick new leaders, that's why.

You want me to arrest
the leaders

of the four worst prison gangs

so they can reinstate
a leadership structure

inside the prison?

Exactly.

You have any idea how fucking
insane that sounds, Mike?

Evelyn, you,
more than anybody, knows

that the inside
runs the outside, okay.

Nobody right now
is running the inside.

Look, unless you want
to keep meeting

over the body
of a 16-year-old girl

waiting for her boyfriend
at a bus stop.

I just don't see it.

Well, I do, okay? I see it.

So you gotta trust me.

Okay.

All right, look,
this is gonna happen soon,

so be ready. I'll call you.

Hey. Congratulations.

What the fuck, Mike!

The fuck, what?

I don't need you
sneaking up on me.

What?

I just walked up the middle
of your fucking driveway.

The door's wide open. Chill out.

The fuck you doing here?

I heard they gave you
the prison.

Well, when wardens
lose the prison,

they lose their jobs,
it's temporary.

Something I need to show you.

Show me what?

It has an immediate impact
on your new position.

Okay, what's the play?

We need new leaders in Tent City

and we need to pick them.

Only order in Tent City is mine.

Why fuck with that?

'Cause we need order
on the inside

to get order
on the outside. That's why.

Fucking let them
kill each other.

This shit has already
spilled out on the street

in a real fucking way, okay,

and it's only
a matter of time

before they start hosing
down your kids' fucking schools,

the playgrounds,
the churches, right?

We don't want that.

Do I need a weapon?

Fuck, I have one.

Let me change and get my pistol.

Oh, hey, who do you got
as your second, by the way?

Carney.

Fuck, really?

Are you sure he's got
the right attitude for the job?

Yeah, he's got the only attitude
that survives this job.

No, you fucking survived, Kareem.

I lived.
I wouldn't say I survived.

- I'll meet you in the car.
- All right.

You talking to anybody?

About what?

Who the fuck am I gonna talk to?

Who do you talk to for all
the shit you been through?

Ah, I don't talk
to anybody, man.

It's, uh...
I got nothing to lose.

Who does your brother talk to?

I don't know. Probably his wife.

The fuck he does.

Yeah, the fuck he does, right.

Hi.

You should blend in, Robert.

Yeah, it's about as
plain clothes as I get, brother.

- Yeah.
- Stevie's on the roof.

My boys are in that warehouse.
I'm wired into them.

Hey, do you think they have
spies looking out for PD

set on the street?

We already made their spies.
You know me, Mike.

Early bird
gets the fucking worm.

Everything's in place, man.

What are you dragging me into?

You're about to give your word
and you will keep it.

This fucking guy.

What the fuck are you doing?

I ain't trying to fight fair
with these pieces of shit.

Well, we're not fighting at all.
How about that?

Okay? Keep it down.

Do not fucking move!

Put your hands
on the roof.

Down, man.

Escalade, close
the fucking door.

Hands on the car.

Mercedes, pop the trunk.

Walk around the vehicle
to my side.

Put your hands on the hood.

Chop, chop,
motherfucker, let's go.

Stay.

Out.

I'm a king, baby.
King don't need no sword.

If you were the king,

there would be no need
for this fucking meeting.

You and only you
walk over there.

You, fuckheads,
back in the vehicle.

Park across the lot,
facing me.

Do not drive back
until I wave you over.

- Bunny.
- What do we got here?

Woah, angry little peckerwood.

And Uncle Tom.

Good to see you, man.
Thanks for coming.

My man,
what's good, baby?

How you feeling?
You walking straight yet?

How about I toss you
in the fucking bay

and see if your fat ass
can swim?

Shit, you could try.
I'm right here, baby.

- Let's go.
- Keep talking, thug life.

Let's see how far up your ass
I can get the barrel of my gun.

- Hey. Come on, guys.
- Stop!

Is this how
we keep the fucking peace?

Fucking put that away,
would you, please,

like in the fucking truck.

- You. Out, out. Only you.
- Don't hurt yourself.

You nosepickers,
park across the lot, facing me.

Do not drive back
until I wave you over.

That's good.

Mike.

- I don't know you.
- I'm in from Grand Rapids.

We don't have anyone
in Kingstown

ready to represent us
in something like this.

How do I know
your people in Kingstown

- gonna do what you say?
- Stop.

When they don't do what I say,
they stop being my people.

Hands on the wheel
where I can see them.

All right.
Gang's all here.

Mexicans and the Bloods,
hand-in-hand.

How you living, brother?

- Oh, we're brothers today?
- Yeah.

We gonna try, huh.

Man, why you bring that
crazy-ass motherfucker here?

He's here to ensure that the
bitter pill goes down smoothly.

All right, any truce,
any agreement,

anything that we come up with
out here,

has to be enforced inside, okay?

Otherwise, it doesn't mean
fucking dick-all.

Right? So we can
agree upon this.

The interim warden will patrol
the prison again, okay?

And they will intervene
with any and all conflicts.

What about food?

You know what they feed
the motherfuckers in there?

All inmate work programs
have been suspended.

All food is outsourced.

We don't have a kitchen
or refrigeration,

so until we can move
inmates inside,

bagged meals
is the best we can do.

That's the price of riot.

So what about
the witch hunts, huh?

Y'all guards
got all the payback yet

or y'all still got
a little rape left in you?

No, I got some
left in me, motherfucker.

Hey, hey,
what the fuck did I say?

What the fuck did I say?

What the fuck is this?

This is
the assistant district attorney.

I know. What does she
have to do with this?

She's going to be giving you

the pill
you're going to swallow.

This is to keep everybody calm.

Any sudden move
will be considered a threat.

And we've all met before

so you know
how I deal with a threat.

You're being placed
under arrest

for felonies
of possession of firearms.

And when there's peace
in the motherfucking valley,

charges against you
will be dropped.

For you, that means peace
in the valley for everyone.

Okay?

So how long
they gonna hold us?

How long will it take you

to get your house
together inside?

Not long.

Wouldn't take me long either.

Ice cold, Mike.

Name another way, Bunny.
Name another way.

Lay on your stomach
with your arms out stretched

to the side and your thumbs up.

No, no, no, you stay
where the fuck you are, Mike.

Motherfucker,
you stay and watch.

Just get it done, Bunny.
Come on.

Come on, boys. Come on.

Fuck you!

Hi, Mom.

Michael.

Hey.

Fuck.

Jesus, Mom.
What the fuck?

- She's gone.
- Gone?

She's not in her fucking room.
She's gone.

God damn it.

It's going 25 in a 45.

Yeah, uphill, towing a boat
with a fucking Jeep Cherokee.

Just pass him.

Come on. Really?

Yeah.

Yeah?

Driver, pull to the shoulder
and stop your vehicle.

Yeah. Yeah, you, pull over
and stop your vehicle.

Fuck.

Fucking asshole.

What did you call me?

A fucking asshole.

The guy's pulling a boat, uphill,

you tailgate him,
hit him with the sirens,

he pushes that shit
to the speed limit,

and then you pull him over?
You're a fucking asshole.

Lights don't mean speed up, Einstein.

They mean pull over
and get the fuck out of my way.

Fine, but if we're going
to do this,

let me do it right.

Okay, this is not a goddamn
prison riot, okay?

This is just a DUI. Settle down.

I need to run his plate.
God damn it.

Can't wait to see how much this
nitwit drank on the lake today.

Morass, wait till I
get into position. Wait.

Sir, do you know
why I pulled you over?

Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Fuck. Morass!

Shit.

Morass!

Uh, Dispatch, it's two... Fuck!

Dispatch, Alpha 217.

I got an officer down.
Multiple GSW.

The assailant is down
and the other one...

I need EMS to my location.

Copy, Alpha 217.
What's your location?

Uh, it's Highway 31,

north of, uh... Fuck.
North of...

I need a mile marker,
Alpha 217.

I don't know!

Use your beacon,
Alpha 217.

Fuck!

Fuck!

I have nowhere to go.

I have no home.

Please?

I have no home.

You're home now.

Hop along.

Yo, fuck off.
Move out his way, yo.

Guess y'all must not
pray to God up in here.

'Cause if you motherfuckers did,

y'all wouldn't be
staring at the devil.

Next time on
Mayor of Kingstown...

She just ran away?

Yeah.

This is your new home.

You know Iris?
She's trouble.

Tell your boss that I know
he's out, I'm gonna find him.

Down on the ground, now!

You know who my grandson is?

I do, ma'am.
Yes, that's why we're here.

It wasn't supposed to happen.

You can't even control
your own people.

You don't attack them
while the leaders are inside

working for us.

There's gonna be payback.