All language subtitles for Mayor.of.Kingstown.S02E08.WEBRip.x264-ION10

[Mike] The only person that's
gonna kill for these bonds

is the person
that can flip them.

You're saying,
Milo's still out there?

The fuck is that?

I grabbed them.
We're good.

I found the rat.

Who is it?

It was fucking Ben Morrisey.

[Kyle] Fucker,
he was in it with us.

Robert and his guys are heroes,
they saved our fucking lives.

You know how this goes.

I thought maybe it'd be nice for
us to get out

for a bit of a field trip,
you know.

Get you outta here for a minute,
get some fresh air.

Would you like that?

I would.

You see this shit?

They be swarming like
motherfucking bees.

The field is level,
that means no fucking drones.

We made a fucking deal.

[Kyle] Mike, you gotta
call me back, man.

I fucking found her.

I found Iris.

[music]

* Come down off your throne
and leave your body alone *

* Somebody must change

* You are the reason
I've been waiting so long *

Mike?

* Somebody holds the key

* But I'm near the end

* And I just ain't got
the time *

[cellphone vibrating]

* And I'm wasted
and I can't find my way home *

Can I get another one?

No, don't worry
about the ice, please.

Okay, you got it.

Thank you.

You don't look like a pro.

That right?

Just saying, it's a little early
to be getting your swerve on.

Okay.

- Another?
- Please.

So, uh, where's Billy?

[Paris] Dead.

Fuck.

He was my grandpa.

I'm sorry.

Yeah. He died two years ago.

Guess I haven't been here
a while.

Hey, uh, it's none
of my business,

but, uh, guy like you
comes into a bar like this,

drinking like Genghis Khan
went to war?

I mean, you can keep
drinking that shit,

but ain't enough in the bottle
to drown in, so...

None of my business
to be telling a grown man

how to live his life.

You're right.

None of your fucking business.

I'm just taking a day.

Nothing darker
or deeper than that.

Take a pause, reset.

I'm gonna leave you these, okay?

And I'm gonna
come back for them,

and it's your job
to tell me to fuck off.

No matter what I say.

Okay. How long are you gonna be?

Long as it takes.

Well, my shift is 10:00 to 6:00.

Understood.

Does your, uh, grandpa
still have the safe in the back?

- Yeah.
- All right.

What the fuck?

What the... Are you
gonna fucking rob me?

No, I'm not fucking robbing you.

Put this back in the safe,
would you?

And I'm gonna come back
for this.

But this,
you're gonna give to me.

Understand?

Here. That's for you.

Have a nice fucking day.

[chuckles] We don't
got those here.

But who knows.
Right?

* You are the reason I've been
waiting all these years *

* Somebody holds the key *

* But I'm near the end

* And I just ain't got
the time *

* And I'm wasted
and I can't find my way home *

[theme music]

This isn't sizzle,
heat it up just a little.

[Bunny] What you cooking?

They ain't had
no fucking andouille.

So this some old dirty rice
combination, you know?

Okay.

They giving you presents now?

[Bunny] Naw, I got this for you.

The fuck?

Open that shit up, man. Come on.

- Yeah?
- [Bunny] Yeah.

[Raphael] Shit.

Bruh, I fucks with this.

I wanted you to have
some company when I'm gone.

Yeah, you better hope you gone
soon, motherfucker,

'cause I'm gonna be making beats
on this bitch day and night.

I'm going today.

Guess the mayor
got his mojo back.

Ain't gonna put
nobody else in here with you.

All right.

You the boss
up in this motherfucker now.

You feel me?

I got you.

All right.

[music]

[Mike] This is Mike.
Leave a message.

Michael, hi. I'm so sorry
to pester you,

but they're moving Jacob
out of juvenile tomorrow,

and he's really,
he's very fragile.

He could use your help.

Okay? Would you call me back
when you get this, honey?

Thanks. Bye-bye.

- Michael.
- [Kyle] No, Mom, it's me.

Hey. Have you seen him?

No, I was just gonna ask you
the same thing.

No, I can't find him.

Ian can't find him.
Nobody can.

Well, is he okay?

Yeah, yeah, I think he...
Yeah.

I'm not worried like that
or anything.

No, I just got
something to tell him.

Um, look, if you do see him
or if you do talk to him,

you tell him I'm looking for him
and to call me, okay?

Yeah, and you
do the same for me.

I will, okay. Bye.

[keyboard note playing]

[music]

* Super

* Good

* Listen

* Summer in the wintertime

* Smoke back on this beat
act like it's dinnertime *

* Four packs, no receipt,
no LoJack *

* Hold my heat
in case I have to throw that *

* In the river
after sinner time *

* Uh, I'm good, I'm good
I swear, I'm good *

* I ain't losing no sleep

I'm hood, I'm Wood, I'm where
I wanna be, see no defeat *

* I pull that off the hip

* To shoot the shit
that piss the vultures off *

* The culture's in good hands

* Goddamn, that man
is so in sync *

* Uh, Justin Timberlake

* Seized planet, now good karma
on my dinnerplate *

* Two times for niggas
that ain't gon' lose *

* Three times for niggas
that break wrong rules *

* One time for niggas
that paid those dues *

* Listen, if you ain't
getting it *

* Then shame on you, on you

* Girl, I'm tryna put
this game on you *

* Might fuck around

* Let me scribble
my name on you, on you *

* Seven figures
put my gang on too *

* Listen, if you ain't
getting it *

* Then shame on you, on you

* Girl, I'm tryna put
this game on you *

* Boy, you ain't got no business
fucking with these family ties *

* On my life, it's about
to be a-- * Wait, hold up

* Boy, we don't leave
no witness, word to Guinness *

* Every record that we wrecking
toting pistols *

* It's incidental

* Two times for niggas
that ain't gon' lose *

* Three times for niggas
that break wrong rules *

* One time for niggas
that paid those dues *

* Listen, if you ain't
getting it *

* Then shame on you

* Fuck it, if you don't get it
it's a shame on you *

[thumping rap music]

Ah, Digo, bruh.

- [Digo] What's good, bruh?
- Yeah, yeah.

Got word from the inside,
big dawg.

You know, I had to roll you out
in style.

King is back.

Aight Kingstown,
it's a new day.

Motherfucking king is back.

Yeah! What's good, baby?

* Since a youngin'
always dreamed of gettin' rich *

* Look at me, my nigga

* Fantasize about
a white picket fence *

* With some trees, my nigga

* Used to want a Pathfinder
with some tints *

* That's all I need, my nigga

* Throw some 20's on that bitch
and get it rinsed *

* But now I see, my nigga

* That the world's a lot bigger
ever since *

* Picked up the paper

* And they say my nigga Eddie
caught a body, I'm convinced *

[Mike] This is Mike.
Leave a message.

Where you at, Santa Jesus? Shit.

Dawg, you got me out
in this air and shit, man.

Let's raise a cup
to that shit, come on.

Yeah.

Don't get me wrong, though,
Mike.

We still got some shit
to settle,

but today, yeah,
today all about celebrating.

Yeah. Now get on over here, man.

This party gonna be jumping off
till the roof caves in.

You lost, Beeber?

I'm looking for Bunny.
I heard he's out.

Don't know who that is, brother.

Maybe you oughta roll
that cracker barrel

on up out of here.

I'm Mike McLusky's brother.

- Turn around.
- What?

Put your fucking hands
on the truck

- and spread your goddamn legs.
- All right. Okay.

Jesus fucking Christ.

How's it feel to be
on the other side, motherfucker?

Lucky I don't grab your nuts.

Drop you
to the motherfucking cement.

Put a knee in your back,

give you some road rash
on that pretty fucking face.

- Let's go.
- Okay. All right.

One after the other, princess.

You two, stay here.

You, roll with me.

Motherfucker still feel
like 5-0.

Building a motherfucking palace
up in here.

Yeah, nice.

[Digo] Watch your head there.

No. No, no, no.

Why you bringing trouble
up on my roof, man?

We at capacity up here.

Motherfucker saying
he McLusky's brother.

Oh, you the guy?

Yeah.

Shit, the one that got
wrapped up in them riots?

Yeah. I need to talk to you.

Shit, man, I've having a party.

I see that.

- Do you want a drink?
- [Kyle] No.

Just wanna talk, two minutes.

All right, baby bro.

Let's you and me go talk.

[Man] I don't know
what to tell you, Ian.

He said he'd only go with you.

Cracked his fucking tooth
right in half.

These shit bags got
a better dental plan than I do.

Eating rocks. You believe that?

Fucking loony tunes.

Oh, well, yeah.
I mean, if he's gotta go

to the dentist, he's gotta go
to the dentist.

I'll swing by right now,
pick him up.

Yeah, I'll have him back
by 6:00.

- [Man] I'll see you in a bit.
- Yeah.

I mean, you don't think
it's strange

that Mike wasn't there
to pick you up today?

Yeah, that's fucking strange.

And that he's not answering
his phone all fucking day?

Hey, man, I feel you.
I really do.

'Cause, I mean,
you're out, buddy.

The Mexican dude, he's dead.

AB and Bloods are still under
lock and fucking key.

I mean, do you think
that one of those motherfuckers

put a target on him?

Yeah. It's possible.
But I ain't heard shit about it.

Well, can you fucking check?

- Yeah, I can fucking check.
- Good, when?

Slow your roll, baby boy,
all right?

You sure you ain't coked up
or some shit?

- What's wrong with you?
- I'm just trying to figure out

if my fucking brother is dead
or if some motherfucker

out there is trying to kill him!

It's scary out in this jungle,
ain't it?

What?

Not knowing.

Not knowing
if a motherfucker you love

is gonna make it home or not.

Or not knowing
if some dumb motherfucker

with a bad attitude and a .22

is gonna end that story
right there.

I'm gonna make some calls.

Hit my boy up on the inside,
see if he's hearing shit.

He was nice.

Yeah, seemed like a good guy.
He didn't hurt you?

No. I'm okay, Ian.

That's good. That's good.

Charlie.

Is this your house?

No, I just gotta, I just gotta
stop here for a second.

Wanna come in?

Really?

Yeah. You think
you can be quiet?

Okay. Thank you, Ian.

All right. Okay.

This one. There we go.

I need you to put
these booties on here.

- [Charlie] Okay.
- These gloves, that's it.

Throw that on.

Like my mom's.

It's like
we're trick-or-treating.

It's like
we're trick-or-treating.

[knocking on door]

- Ian.
- [Ian] Hey, Ben.

Listen, I just need two seconds,

if I could, real quick, just...

Oh, uh, Charlie, come in.

Just shut the door behind you.

- Okay.
- All right?

This is Charlie.
Charlie, say hi to Ben.

Hello, Ben.

Ian, what's going on?
What the fuck?

I just have a dentist
appointment down the way.

I needed to drop by real quick.

I gotta get him back by 6:00.

Just need to talk to you
for two seconds.

- Come on, Charlie.
- All right.

It'll take two seconds.

Okay.

Where's Linda and the kids?

Costco.

But they're gonna be
right back, man.

I just wanna, you know,
talk to you

off the record a little bit,

maybe backchannel
some of this stuff,

just two guys talking.

No lawyers.

No bullshit. Just real simple.

Read that.

Just take a look at it, Ben.

Jesus.

That him?

Hey, Charlie.

Seventeen counts of homicide.

Home invasion.

Forcible confinement.

Dismemberment, desecration.

It's a whole bunch
of rape stuff here,

but I don't wanna say
that word in front of him.

He knows what it means.

This is fucked up, man.

A little bit.

Look, Robert is a good man.

And he saved my fucking life.

How the fuck
did you even get him out?

[Ian]Question is,
when's he going back?

Now he knows where you live.

Look, man.

I... I've already talked
to the DA. I mean, I don't...

Call the DA's office, all right,
and you say you panicked.

You say it was PTSD bullshit.

Ian, Robert is
a fucking psychopath.

He was shooting anything
that fucking moved in there.

I was there.

Jesus Christ.

Robert did
what needed to be done.

All you gotta do
is make this fucking call

and you'll be
in Florida tomorrow morning,

you, your family, fresh start.

Just make the call.
I gotta get him back.

The phone's right there.

Jeff. Ben Morrisey.

Um, so [clearing throat]
I've just been thinking a lot,

and, uh, I know
you need me to come in,

and, uh...

I can't do it.

I can't, uh, I can't testify.

Hey, Mike.

You, uh,
you looking for somebody?

No.

Just, you know, whiskey.

- All right.
- On the rocks.

Gotta stay hyrdrated today.

All right, man.
Well, it's good to have you.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Fuck.

Here.

Thanks, man.

Hey, Mike. Mike, Mike,
you can't take the glass.

- [Ben] Hey. Hey.
- Just keep moving.

Hey! You know, the next
fucking innocent

that Robert kills
is on your fucking head!

Hope you can sleep with that.

You're as bad as your fucking
rapist killer psycho guard dog

- or whatever the fuck...
- Let's go, Charlie, let's go.

Jesus Christ!

[neck snapping]

Can't talk like that.

Charlie, listen to me.
Get him in the house now.

Charlie. Right now!

Come on, that's it, that's it.
That's it, you got him.

Fucking get his wallet.

Charlie, just stay
where you are, all right?

Don't move.

Jesus Christ, Charlie.

Come on. Come on, Charlie.
Out you go, out you go.

Okay, Charlie, just kick that.
Kick that in for me.

It's locked.

Charlie, please kick it in.

- You have the keys.
- I've got the keys.

Kick the fucking door open now.

Let's go. Good. All right.
Come on.

- Take the hat off.
- Okay.

Hey, I can fucking
take myself in.

I was told to take you.
I'll take you.

I've never seen anyone
earn more doing less.

This work is beneath you, Iris.

It's a waste of your talent.

I don't see any talent.

It works on you.

What the fuck
are you laughing at?

The truth.

I'd like a moment
alone with her, please.

You confound him.

He beats you,
but you're not scared.

You have no respect
for his power.

I don't fear him 'cause he ain't
the one that beats me.

You are.

He just acts it out.

Joseph has no power.

[Milo] I wish
you hadn't disappointed me.

You deserve worthier challenges.

You were happy
in New York, weren't you?

It was a lie.

Of course it was.

That lie was as perfect
as love can be.

A perfect illusion
to the one who receives it.

And even more so
to the one who gives it

because the giver receives
adoration and power, both.

The lie never betrays you.

Never leaves you,
never gets old,

never gets cancer.

It is perfect every time
you manufacture it.

And what you have now
is a business transaction,

an exchange of favors.

What a waste.

[Guard] I'm sorry, ma'am,
you're not on the list.

Oh, maybe look under Reed,
Jacob Reed.

[Officious guard] He's not
in the system.

Well, he's gotta be
in the system...

Can I help you, ma'am?

[Officious guard] Ma'am, step
away from the window.

- Can I help you, ma'am?
- [Mariam] I have an appointment

at 5:30 with Jacob Reed.

I just confirmed it
this morning,

so I don't understand
the confusion.

I'm sorry for the confusion,
miss,

but the person you're here
to see

is no longer in this section.

No, he wasn't gonna be
transferred till tomorrow

and that was the whole point
of the meeting tonight.

Ma'am, ma'am, ma'am.
I understand.

What you can do is try to make
an appointment

next week at the main house.

It should take about
a day or two for processing

before he's authorized
to have visitors.

I am sorry, ma'am. Good day.

Open up one.

[country music
on jukebox]

[Mike] How's it going
over there?

Shitty.

How's Terry?

[Allison] Dead.

Anybody sitting in this stool?

I just told you
that Terry's dead,

so who else is gonna take it?
But, sure, Mike,

take a seat.

It's a free damn country
for now.

I'm sorry.

For what?

Terry.

Don't be sorry for him.

Be sorry for me.

Fucking riots.

Yeah, fucking riots.

You jump in the cage,
you get what you get,

I guess, right?

It's like sometimes
you eat the bear,

and sometimes the bear eats you.

You still playing both sides?

[Mike] I'm not playing
either side.

I just, uh, try to keep
all the sides

at bay, quiet.

How's that working out for you?

I think I'm
pretty fucking terrible at it.

To be honest with you.

It hurts my head
when I drink it too fast.

Me too.

Are you mad at me?

No. I'm not mad.

You shouldn't be mean to people.

You shouldn't talk
to people like that.

No, buddy, you shouldn't
talk to people like that.

[Charlie] Thank you
for my ice drink, Ian.

It's not hurting my head.

And thank you
for the French air.

[seagulls squawking]

Come on, buddy.
Let me take you back.

Come on. Let's get you back.

[Charlie] Okay.

[lively chatter, laughter]

Fuck them all.
Fuck them all. Fuck them all!

Get up, buddy. Come on.

We can't play with you
down there in all this shit.

I don't like waiting too long.

I'm right there with you,
Big Shooter.

Let's sit you right here.

Calls up outta nowhere
and says, "We're good."

What the fuck does that mean?

It means the investigation's
over, I think.

I mean, no fucking
Morrisey talking,

there's no fucking case.

Maybe Mike got through
to him, I don't know.

Yeah, maybe, I don't know.

I tried him,
but no fucking answer.

Hey. Where the fuck is Ian?

He's coming. He had to do
some inmate escort shit.

Oh, shit. The door opens.

Stevie, you know the rule.

If you don't play a sport,
be one.

Go get me
a fucking beer, would you?

It's like a fucking weight
being lifted.

Was about to call
fucking Morrisey

just to fucking thank the guy.

Don't fucking do that.
Mike said not to

and it worked out,
so just leave it.

Yeah. I didn't fucking call him.

Well, I'm happy for you.

- Thank you, bruh.
- Yeah.

[cellphone vibrating]

- Oh, shit, I gotta take this.
- [Robert] Is it Mike?

Hey, don't touch the table,
all right?

I know where
all the balls are laying.

I've got it right in my head.

Can you hear me?

- [Bunny] I called around.
- Yeah.

[Bunny] Ain't nothing out there
on the mayor.

- Nothing?
- [Bunny] All quiet.

No, that's good. Yeah, fuck.

Um, I appreciate that.

[Bunny] Sure, man.

- Hey. Bunny.
- [Bunny] Yeah.

You know, if he calls you,
you let me know, okay?

[Bunny] I got you, baby bro.

All right, thanks.

Watch my man.

The fuck am I looking at here?

You'd be surprised at how many
times that shit works.

I'd be surprised
if that shit worked once.

That was Bunny.

His guy on the inside said there
was no target on Mike, so...

Then where the fuck is he?

I don't fucking know.

[Stevie] We should go
to a hospital.

More people die
from cars than guns.

Shit, more people die
from entering the hospital

than the diseases
that they entered there for.

What the fuck, Stevie?

What's up?

There he fucking is.

About fucking time.

- Fucking paperwork.
- [Robert] Jesus Christ.

[Kyle] Hey, what were you doing?

I had to take a fucking
serial killer to the dentist.

- Is that a euphemism?
- [Ian] No.

Hey, Robert's cleared.

- Fuckin' A. Fuckin' A.
- [Robert] Fuckin' A.

[Robert] Line them up, Lew.
Shots, beers. Go.

Fuck, just leave the bottle.

Come on, Lew.

To the fucking good guys!

- The good guys.
- Fucking good guys.

[Allison] Thanks, Mike.

I didn't know I needed that
as much as I needed that.

[Mike chuckling]

Yeah, well, glad to help.

Fuck you.

Yeah. I just did.

Do you want some?

No.

I'm tapping out here.

Terry was such a big guy,
you know?

Made me feel small,

delicate, like I was
this little thing

that needed to be taken care of.

And he was the only one
who could take care of me.

And them coloreds just...
Fuck.

Fuck, Mike.

I heard it was like a...

I heard it was
a nightmare in there.

Uh, yeah.

It was.

I wasn't in the building,

but I was outside and...

It was.

Did you see Terry?

No. No, I didn't.

I don't know if I can
make it out here without him.

I'm just so fucking angry.

At all of them,
every single person in there.

And at Terry.

It's like you have
someone waiting for you,

waiting here,

so why the fuck
you gotta go down there,

be a hero or whatever

for a bunch of fucking lowlifes?

He was just doing his job,
you know, so...

Nothing more. Nothing less.

Yeah. Yeah, he's still here.

Yeah.

Oh, shit, he's up. I gotta go.

Okay.

- Hey.
- Hey.

You want some coffee?

No, no, I gotta get going.

[Allison]Oh, yeah, sure.

But a cup of coffee
couldn't hurt, though.

No, I got, I gotta get back
to doing what I do.

- Whatever that is.
- Right.

A person is what they do.

Yeah.

All right.

Thanks for coming by.

[Mike] Thanks for having me,
Allison.

- Hey, Mike?
- [Mike] Yeah.

You take care of yourself.

Yeah. You too.

Anything?

No.

What if something
really fucking happened?

I...

He here?

No.

Where's the mayor?

Bunny told me to find him
and bring him to him.

Don't know.

Don't know?

Is there an echo in here?

Fuck you. I need to know
where he's at.

Hey, if they... we said
we don't know here is,

we don't know where he is.

[Ian shushing]

Don't shush me.

Back up.

[cellphone vibrating]

It's your mom.

- [Kyle] Yeah, Ma.
- [Mariam] Michael?

- No, it's Kyle.
- [Mariam] Kyle.

I'm at the office.

[Mariam] Why do you
have Michael's phone?

It was in his desk.

Oh, God. Where is he?

[Kyle] I don't know.

[Mariam] Is he all right?

You know as much as I do, Ma.

Jesus.

It's me from yesterday.

I know.

I need that gun now.

I need my keys too, all right?

Um, yeah. The keys I can't.

What do you mean you can't?

You told me you'd come asking.
I wasn't supposed

to give them to you.

Oh, no, fuck.
That was yesterday.

I was drink...
I'm stone sober now.

You said.

[Mike] Yeah, I know what I said,
okay?

Just... Fuck, fuck!

Sorry, you're right.

Just lock your doors, would you?

- What?
- [Mike] Lock your doors.

Lock this door
behind me as well.

[bell tolls]

[music]

[Milo]Hello, Mike.

I heard
you have been looking for me.

* And I'm on the lonely road

* But I can't find my way home