All language subtitles for qsh_BC_2

I offered him not only
my deepest condolences,

but also my personal assurance
that we will do everything we can

to bring the perpetrators
of this crime to justice.

Mr. Mayor, did you
know Paul Andrews?

I only met, uh, Mr.
Andrews a few times.

He always struck me as
a very genuine man,

a very hardworking man.

He loved this city,
he loved the people.

He and my wife
actually were, uh...

good friends.

So this definitely hits home.

Thank you all. Thank
you all very much.

...what kind of man
Paul Andrews was?

Hang on a minute.
Well, he was...

the kind of man who loved and...
and fought with his whole heart.

He was a dear friend
to all of us,

the driving force behind the
success of this campaign.

He'll be dearly missed. This must
be an extremely difficult time.

Have you considered
suspending your campaign?

No, absolutely not.

The debate will continue
as scheduled tomorrow.

The, uh, election on Tuesday.

We refuse to allow some
thug to prevent this city

from exercising its democratic rights.
Thank you.

Paul Andrews definitely wasn't
fucking the mayor's wife.

We're looking for a guy
named Todd Lancaster.

Just find me what you can on him, and...
Bolton Village;

Dig up whatever you
can on the sale.

Okay. I'm on it.

Billy.

You know it's not your fault.

Gotta go.

Sir, he just walked
into Bolton Village.

Yes, sir.

Daddy!

Drop the gun, Mikey!
Drop the fucking gun!

I didn't fucking do nothin'! Yo,
chill, man, what the fuck, man?!

It's okay, Mikey,
we just wanna talk.

Billy, hey.

Oh, Billy! Come in, come in.
Hi! Hola.

Where is Natalia?

Actually I came alone, Mrs.
Barea.

She's just been really busy
lately with the movie.

Ah, yes, the movie.

Natalia sa quita la
ropa, como una puta.

Raul, mira quien es a qui.

Como esta, Senor Barea?
Hi, Billy.

Good to see you. You, too.

How are you, man?

Billy, quiere un café? Uh, mucho gusto.
Gracias.

Okay.

Good to see you.

So...

what brings you back to the
old neighbourhood, huh?

Uh, that's a good question.
I'm not really sure.

Nostalgia can be
hard to explain.

Yeah.

Hey, is everything...

all right between you
and my daughter?

Yeah. Yeah. Good.

Why'd you stay here, Raul?

Wh-wh-where would we go?

Anywhere. I never got it.
Natalie never got it.

How could you just stay here?

Oh, I-I-I-I could never
leave my Yesenia behind.

She's gone, Raul. No,
Billy, no, no, no.

She is here.

Look, I know how much
you gave up that night.

But you... also gave us peace.

And you...

gave Yesenia justice.

Huh?

And I can't begin to
tell you how much...

that means to me, and to my...
my wife.

Gracias.

So, Billy...

...have you seen this movie?

Raise your arms.

Kevin. Give us a few moments.

Thank you for meeting me, Mrs. Hostetler.
What do you want, Mr. Taggart?

I wanna know what's going on.

Oh, you want to know what's going on?
You couldn't care less the other night.

Paul Andrews was my friend, Mr.
Taggart.

Do you understand that?

My very dear friend.

And if you weren't
such a cut-rate dick,

maybe he would still
be alive today.

But you are cut-rate.

You're cheap to hire and
you're cheaper to throw away.

I gave you the opportunity to do
the right thing and you refused.

You're right. And I'm sorry about
your friend, Mrs. Hostetler.

But your husband set me up.

And I'm gonna
destroy him for it.

I need you to understand
that and I need you to know

that I'll do whatever it takes
to bring that sonofabitch down.

But first you have to
tell me, what's going on?

You weren't hired to look
for my lover, Mr. Taggart.

You were looking for my source.

I discovered some information

about the mayor a while back.

If it was ever brought to
light, it would ruin him.

I offered him a deal:

I get a divorce, a
reasonable settlement,

he gets my silence.

He didn't take the deal.

No. He hired you.

It was Paul.

Paul gave me the information.

He thought by
sharing it with me,

he would help me in my
situation and I could help him

by looking into it from my side.
Looking into what?

The Bolton Village sale.

Four-billion dollars is
a helluva lot of money

for a few city blocks of housing
projects, Mr. Taggart, wouldn't you say?

Yeah. It's worth twice that.

He's a dangerous man, Billy. No.

He only knows people
that kill people.

What do you got, Katy? I got
a hit on Todd Lancaster.

He works for his father Sam's
construction and demolition company

called the Rochway Group. Sam...

is one of the mayor's biggest donors, which
is interesting, 'cause the son, Todd,

is like besties with Paul Andrews.
Or, uh, he was. Sorry.

Andrews was like an alumni mentor to Todd
at Columbia. He took him under his wing,

and now they serve on a bunch of boards for
all these, like, liberal organizations.

Anyway, I got a home
address for Todd

out in Port Washington, but the
office is out by the Navy Yards,

so maybe you wanna
try there first.

But, um, Billy, just
be careful, alright?

Paul Andrews was
just murdered and...

I'm sure it's gonna be a
shit storm out there.

You're kidding me.
You gotta be...

Get in here!

Hey, look at me.

You're a fucking idiot!
Stop fuckin' hitting me!

You're the reason
this is happening!

Shit!

Shit.

Ah!!

Ah!!

C'mon!

Ah, fuck.

Ah!! Watch out!

Ah!!

Hope you got insurance.

Why? The other guy didn't
leave his information?

Nah, but we'll get him. How
you gonna manage that?

Camera over there.

How long it take you to get
that footage? Depends.

You got a powerful uncle?

I might.

Thank you for calling
the Roosevelt Hotel.

What'd you say? The
Roosevelt Hotel.

Yeah, I'm looking for
a Carl Fairbanks.

I'm sorry, sir, but the Commissioner
hasn't set up his voice mail.

May I take a message?
We done here?

Yeah, we good.

Found a little trouble
tonight, huh, Billy?

Yeah, you could call it that.

Leave the bottle, Harry.

Ah, you come here often?

You trying to get in
my drawers, Billy?

Huh?

What's next? You gonna
ask me for my sign?

I bet you're the one
with two fuckin' faces.

What, Gemini? Close,
Billy, I'm the bull.

What about you?

Cancer.

Roosevelt, huh?

Pretty choice address for a cop.
Even if he is commissioner.

I made some sound investments.
Oh, I bet you did.

Not to mention that place out on Montauk?
Must've set you back a few mill at least.

What are you, the new Russell Simmons now?
You doin' yoga and fucking white women?

That's cute, Billy.

Tell me something, Commissioner.

The First Lady, she
upstairs right now?

Be careful, Billy.

I know that's why you were so
concerned about those pictures.

You were afraid
you were in them.

That's why you took me
upstairs, and not Jansen.

What do you want?
I want Hostetler.

Get in line.

I almost had him tonight.

I had papers in my trunk,

a fuckin' boxful, all with
mockups and renderings

of some New York skyline that
doesn't exist right now,

but will as soon as they
tear down Bolton Village.

Until some goons blind-sided me. Yeah,
we ID'ed him from his license plate.

Who is he?

Ex-homicide cop. Dick Murdock.

You know him? Yeah, he
works for Sam Lancaster.

He might work for Sam Lancaster,
but he's on Hostetler's payroll.

Say again? All that paperwork
you got in your trunk,

not to diminish your new beauty
mark, but it's fucking worthless.

Everyone knows Solstein Donagan's
gonna tear down Bolton Village

as soon as the political
dust settles.

A few even know they already hired
the Rochway Group to do it.

Really? So why is Paul Andrews dead
if it was such an open secret?

Well, he was about to figure out the rest.
What rest? What fuckin' rest?

Doesn't anybody in this town speak in
complete fuckin' sentences anymore?

Todd Lancaster was meeting with Andrews
that night to bring him a contract.

Somebody didn't want
that to happen.

Now, I myself almost secured the contract
from Todd, but now he's not talking.

He's scared.

Well, the contract is proof of the
deal to tear down Bolton Village.

That's part of it.

Only Todd Lancaster
knows the other part.

Harry.

Whatever he wants. On me.
Good night, Commissioner.

Good night, Commissioner.

Places, everyone.

We're live in five.

Good evening, New York.

And welcome to third and final
New York City mayoral debate.

At this time, join me in
welcoming our candidates:

Mayor Nicholas Hostetler and
Councilman Jack Valliant.

Hey. How much?

Manual windows? Yeah.

That's how you got those
masculine forearms.

Where'd you think I got 'em,
from stroking your ego?

Big booty: Good. Big
forearms: No good.

C'mon, let me drive.
What the fuck?

You're an asshole! I didn't do
it on purpose! Let me drive.

Oh, my God! You ruined my car
before you even started driving it.

I apologize. Where
are we goin' again?

Don't worry about it. Get in.
What do you think I'm doing?

Whoa. Where'd you get these
seat covers, the Gaza Strip?

In a Valliant administration, we will
be focusing on two key principals:

Shared responsibility
and shared sacrifice.

For those of you who are fortunate enough
to earn more than $200,000 a year,

we'll ask that you pay a
little more in taxes.

For those of you who don't, well,
we'll bring down the payroll tax.

It's responsible and
it moves us forward

towards a balanced budget
and a secure future.

Mayor.

I think it is laughable
that my opponent

can be up here espousing
fiscal responsibility

when it is a known fact he has never
met a tax he didn't want to raise.

Ooh... This coming from the man

whose policies landed us in
a billion-dollar deficit.

No, this is coming
from the mayor

who got us out of it. Yeah!

By selling New Yorkers' homes
out from underneath them.

By selling public housing

to a Wall Street equity firm.

I believe the residents of Bolton Village
would have much preferred a tax increase

to an eviction notice.

I'm telling you this, Councilman:
No matter where a New Yorker lives,

nobody wants a tax increase.

Nor do I.

And I believe it's time that you told the
truth about the Bolton Village deal.

Here's the truth: We have
a $3 billion surplus.

Now, we can use that to put
our people back to work.

We can use that to bring
tax relief to folks.

That's the truth. No, that's
not even close to the truth.

You made a sweetheart deal
with Solstein Donagan to line

your own pockets.
To buy your way

out of a deficit that your broken
policies created in the first place.

The truth of the matter is,

you continue to lie to the good people
of this city about their intentions.

Solstein Donagan did not buy Bolton Village
to get into the landlord business.

Solstein Donagan bought Bolton Village
to get into the skyline business.

Pure and simple. Peter,
I believe we've gone

into the area of slander. Solstein
Donagan, in their 50-year history,

has never bought a property
intended for residential use,

and I highly doubt they
intend to start now.

I don't how much clearer
I can make it for you.

To the people of Bolton Village,

there's only one reason
I got into this deal.

Because I want better for you.

There is a new day dawning

in Bolton Village. And
if Solstein Donagan,

if they step out of line, if they
don't fulfill their promises,

then I will smack
them back into shape.

That is my oath.

Well, unfortunately for you,
Mayor, we're all well aware

what that oath has been worth.
The fact remains,

the debt is gone.

There are other ways to
move us toward solvency...

Name one... Besides larceny.

I'll tell you

what I would've done. First, I
would've done something my opponent

clearly feels is beneath
him and that is to seek

the counsel of my betters
on this crucial issue.

I would've convened a panel of respected
economists to help us solve this.

Respected economists to
have an in-depth look...

We all know about that panel, Councilman.
Legality and...

That's the same panel that put
us into default in the '80s.

New Yorkers need more than a
panel, son, they want solutions.

New Yorkers want... There is
only one person up on this stage

in the business of
providing solutions.

The other one up here
is in the business

of saying how dire the situation is...
Is this a debate,

or are we being treated to a
Nick Hostetler soliloquy?

The issue is dire.

Because you and your cronies
have rigged the game.

And honest, hardworking New Yorkers
recognize that nothing will change.

Nothing will ever change if we
continue to elect men like this.

Tell me things have not changed!

When I was elected mayor,

this was a broken city. Broken.

Step by step, I've
been getting it fixed.

Bolton Village is just
another one of those steps.

Tell me things haven't changed.

I just stood before you all and told
you we have a $3 billion surplus...

Mayor... Tell me things
haven't changed.

No other mayor in the
history of this great city

has been able to stand in front
of the people and tell them that!

When you step out of your house, in
the morning, with your children,

you take 'em to the parks of the
five boroughs, d'you feel safe?

Yes, you do,

'cause I get your letters
and I know you do.

That's us, working together,
getting it fixed.

Tell me things haven't changed.

Yeah! That's right, Mayor!

Councilman Valliant, the
original question still remains.

What would you have done
to reverse the debt?

Tha... Don't worry
about it, Councilman!

Nicky fixed it.

Two honks for trouble. Got it.

Lean your seat back all
the way, okay? Okay.

I'll be right back.

You know who I am? No!

'Cause I know who you are, Todd.
I know what you are,

you piece of shit! What?
Watch it! Ah!

You set up Andrews to die!
No. No.

You set him up! You
arranged that meeting,

and you lured him out!
No, I didn't.

You let him walk into an ambush.
No, I didn't kill him!

You want to fuckin' play games with me?!
Shut your fuckin' mouth!

You're a fucking liar. You're a liar.
I didn't kill him.

Ah... Ah... Ah, no.
You wanna lie to me?

I'm not lying.

He was my friend. What?!

He was my friend!! Get up!

Now!

What are you saying? Tell me
what the fuck is going on!

Please stop hitting me!

I didn't know!

I was just there to
give him something!

I-I was down on the corner
and I was waiting for him,

and I saw him coming
down the stairs

and I waved, okay?

I was gonna give him something
to help Valliant win!

To help Valliant bring down
that sonofabitch Hostetler!

That doesn't make any sense, Todd.
Hostetler's your father's friend.

Fuck my father!!

I had the contract in my hand.

And... Paul, he saw me waving

and he smiled.

Murdock, he must've followed me in his car.
And then he got out,

he shot him, man! He shot
him in the fucking head!

And then he showed up to work the
next day like nothing had happened.

Todd, it's alright. Look at me.
Look at me. Calm down, okay?

Where's that contract?

Take it.

I don't want it anymore.

Are you sure you're ready
to do this to your father?

Yeah.

Shit.

Get upstairs. Go!

That was an accident.

It's Taggart, alright? Just calm down.
Motherfucking fuck! Fuck!

Ah!

You okay?

Yeah.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm alright.

You got those reporters'
email addresses? Yep.

Billy, you sure about this?

If you don't hear from me in two
hours, you send that email okay?

Okay.

Thanks for being there, Katy.

Every time.

Good evening. May I help you? Yeah,
tell the mayor it's Billy Taggart.

One moment, please.

Mr. Mayor.

Billy.

What a nice surprise.

Thank you, Valerie.

VCR. I haven't
used one in years.

Take your coat? No, I'm good.

I have to say, Billy, you're
looking a little worse for wear.

I got into a bit of a thing.

Well, I'm glad you made it out.

Drink? Yeah, make it a double.

Atta boy, Billy.

Alright.

So...

...how did Fitzgerald say it?

"To the orgiastic future that
year by year recedes before us."

Cheers.

I don't even know what that means.
Me neither.

What can I do for you, Billy?

I wanna know why you hired me.

Stick with the
adultery narrative.

It's sexier.

Yeah, lies are always sexier.

Unfortunately, I've had enough
this week to last me a lifetime,

so why don't you just tell
me the fuckin' truth?

The truth is...

I hired you...

...to investigate my wife.

Investigate her for what?

For not minding her own
business, is for what.

For having a big
mouth, is for what.

For asking too many
questions, is for what.

You better be careful
following her example, Billy.

I might have to hire someone
to investigate you.

Who you gonna have do that?
Your boy Murdock?

I don't think he's
available for the job.

I hope he didn't suffer.
No more than Andrews did.

Damn shame what happened to that man.
So tell me this, then, Mayor.

Did you really think I'd let you turn me
into an accessory to murder? For $50,000?

What, d'you think I
wouldn't ask any questions?

Or d'you think I wouldn't
get any answers?

What answers you got, Billy?
Oh, I know Andrews

was about to link you to Bolton Village.
That's the reason you got rid of him.

No, sir. Not me. Not you.

The man you hired. Murdock.

Try getting that testimony.

Yeah. You're good, Mayor.
I give you that.

You got it all worked out, huh?

The denial about Bolton Village.

The discount to Solstein Donagan.
The new big contract

to the Rochway Group. Nobody can
do a goddamn thing about it, huh?

'Cause anybody that could is
either dead or you bought 'em.

I'm fuckin' impressed, Mayor.
You're good.

Perhaps that's why the people
keep electing me, Billy.

Because I simply
get the job done.

So all this, it was
all for the city?

Everything I do is
for this great city.

The city doesn't own 50%
of Rochway Group, Mayor.

You do.

Look what I got.

What you got in your hand?

It's your fuckin'
jugular, Mayor.

Fifty percent of $4 billion
is a lot of fucking money.

So here's how this works. I
got an email in my outbox

with a scanned copy of that
Rochway contract attached to it.

I click one button and
100 different newsmen

are gonna read your name
alongside Sam Lancaster's

in black and white.

Don't worry Mayor, I got the
original nice and safe.

You resign, you step down,
I'll keep my mouth shut.

Those emails'll never
see the light of day.

But that Bolton Village deal...
is dead.

Now you wanna tear down 100 other
projects as a civilian, so be it.

But Bolton Village is gonna stand
and you're gonna walk away.

That's the deal, Mayor.
I suggest you take it.

Counteroffer. No need.

I got nothing left
for you to threaten.

I want the originals, I
want all the copies,

and I want your case file.

By... 9 a.m. tomorrow.

You're done, motherfucker.

You are done. You ever
spend a goddamned minute

thinking why I chose
you, Taggart?

And I did choose you.

I chose you.

Because I own you.

Now, you'll gonna have to excuse
the quality of the videotape.

It was shot on one of those
camcorders they used to sell you hot,

40 bucks on 8th Avenue.

But I think you're about
to see the big picture.

Hey, yo!

First off, let me say welcome.

Welcome to Bolton Village.
What the fuck is this?

Ah, what's your name, fool?

They call me Alex, but you can call me...
What the fuck is this?!

...EI Guapo! EI Stupid.

Yo, we just coolin' out, me and
my man David on the camcorder.

Hell, yes, the boy David.

Hello.

No, no, wait. I got a
pocketful of cash,

and we looking to have some fun tonight.
So we gonna hit up the usual spots,

maybe get into something unusual.
Hell yeah.

Drop the gun, Mikey!
Drop the fucking gun!

What the fuck?! Drop
the fucking gun!

Yo, chill, man! What the fuck?
Mikey, we just wanna talk.

Drop the fucking gun.
Man, what the fuck, man?

It's okay, Mikey.
We just wanna talk.

Oh, shit, man! C'mon, get
the fuck outta here!

Oh, shit, man! C'mon, get
the fuck out of here!

How's your memory now, Billy?

Now, there's something that
your average citizen...

...just wouldn't understand.

But I do.

You see, we...

we take because we can.

We take...

...because it feels good.

The only difference
between you and I...

...is that you've gone and
done it on videotape.

Like I was saying, I
want the original,

all the copies and the
case file, by the morning.

You can have this copy.

I transferred it to disk...
seven years ago.

Nat?

We take... because
it feels good.

The only difference
between you and I

is that you've gone and
done it on videotape.

Like I was saying, I
want the original,

all the copies and the
case file, by the morning.

You can have this copy.

I transferred it to disk...
seven years ago.

He'll ruin you if you do this.
You know that, Billy.

Use it.

There's no statute of
limitations on murder.

If I go with this, I gotta
go with the whole thing.

Can't cut it down to protect you.
Not asking you to.

You sure?

Time to square the debt.

He was very charming,
indeed, yes.

Ahem. Ladies and gentlemen,

unaccustomed as I am to public speaking,
I know you, Sam, you like a debate.

How did you enjoy that one?
Masterful.

Thank you very, very much.

Uh, firstly, I'd like to
thank you all for coming.

This is a room full of my wife and I's
very, very good friends, so thank you.

A man much smarter than me
once said that politics...

is the art of the possible.

Now, this afternoon, Jack
Valliant was ordering stationery.

Tonight, he's looking for the
number of the bus that hit him.

He fought a good fight, but
he was boxing shadows.

He was like Roberto Duran out there.
"No mas, Nicky, no mas.

"Don't hit me no more." Mr. Mayor.
He says it's urgent.

Thank... I'll deal with this. I...
I apol... Don't go anywhere.

I have a lot of people to thank.

Yes. It's me.

Billy. I didn't think
you'd call me so soon.

Look out your window now, Mayor.
It's your future.

I think your ride's here, Nick.

Nicholas Hostetler, you're under
arrest for the murder of Paul Andrews.

What?

You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used

against you in a court of law.
Will be used against you, Carl.

You have the right
to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one, one
will be provided to you.

Attorneys? They'll be pulling your
dental records once I'm done with you.

Do you understand these rights

as I have described them to you?
I understand you're suicidal.

You may have forgotten how you
got your job; I have not.

Do you really think a jury of my peers
in New York City will convict me?

I'm just the handcuffs guy.

Don't wait up, dear.
Have I ever?

I guess we both
misjudged Billy, Mayor.

Then again, you misjudged
the lot of us.

You thought Billy
would roll over,

you thought Andrews was
sleeping with your wife.

You thought I wasn't.

Mr. Mayor!

Why did you do it?

What does this mean
for the election?!

Councilman, New Yorkers
have been put through

quite an ordeal these
last few days,

beginning with the murder of Paul
Andrews, your campaign manager,

and culminating last
night with the arrest

of Mayor Hostetler in
connection with that crime.

What do you have to
say to New Yorkers

who quite frankly have lost
faith in their government?

Well, days like these can
definitely shake your faith...

Rachel, you stayin' out of trouble?
Hey... Trying.

Yeah, I know it.

Whatever he's drinking.

Tomorrow's the big
day, huh, Billy?

...believed that whenever
there's a sliver of a choice...

Looks like our guy's a lock.

To Jack Valliant.

A good man... We
need every ounce

that we can muster to repair
the damage that's been done.

I, uh... I got you... this.

What is it? What does it look like?
It's a phone card.

Thank you.

Every time, Billy.

It's okay, Katy. I'll
be home real soon.

I'll be here.

C'mon, Billy.

We'll take the long way.