All language subtitles for Pearson s01e07_English

- My mom was picked up
by ICE last night.

- Hey.
- [crying]

- I'd like you
to start digging

into some longer-term
projects for me.

- Ickaris's second
headquarters.

You sure you want
that headache?

- If that headache comes with
half a billion in construction,

I'll take it.

- Who the hell is Albert Chan?

- He's a
30-year-old billionaire

who's buying up
half of Chicago.

It's time to move on.
- I couldn't agree more.

- If I don't push back
on that greedy son of a bitch,

my guys won't support me.

- The developer
got an emergency permit,

and there's no way to stop it.

You know you can stay with me
until you get on your feet.

- Hi.
- Jeff gave me his key.

- Oh, he did, did he?

- What we need
is someone who wants

to stick it to McGann
as much as I do.

- The mayor is looking
for a new primary donor.

- You want to make
him obsolete?

This is your chance.
- Who's Tommy Diehl?

- He was a Teamster boss
back in the day.

- What happened to him?
- Disappeared.

Body was never found.

There are rumors McGann
had something to do with it.

- Who do you think you are,
going to Thomas Lauder

for finance?
- Business, Pat.

- I own you.
- You don't own shit.

- Pat McGann
dropped this off for you.

♪

[click, tape whirs]

- It's Nick.
Um, I need to talk to you.

Something happened.
Um, pick up if you're--

- What's going on, Nicky?
- It didn't go as planned.

- All right, God damn it,
stop mumbling.

- He's dead.

[tense music]

Did you hear what I said?
- Jesus Christ.

- [sighs]

I took care of it.

[recorder clicks, thuds]

- He's got you on tape, Nick.

- You knew I called him
that night--I told you then.

- Yeah, I didn't know
he fucking taped it.

- What difference does it make?

He's been holding this
over our heads for years.

- The difference is
now I know he's got proof.

- I'm the one on that.

I'm the only
one who's ever going to pay.

- You don't think
that takes me down?

I can't be connected to that.

- [breathing shakily]
He'll never use it.

- Yeah, he'll use it
if he gets desperate enough,

and believe me,
he's getting pretty desperate.

- Maybe you should've
thought of that

before you backed him
into a corner.

- What, you mean Jessica?
- Look, all you had to do

was let him keep backing you,
and none of this

would have happened!
- He's got you on tape, Nick!

♪

- No one would shed a tear

if he fell off
one of his buildings.

- You listen to me.

I don't want you
going anywhere near him.

I'll deal with Pat.

Hey.

You understand?

♪

- All right, one more,
and then we got to go.

"Explicit."
- Good morning.

- E-X-P-L-I-C-I-T.
Explicit.

- Whoo!
- Yes!

Nice.

Is there a spelling bee
coming up I should know about?

- Next week.
- Well, Mama won

the spelling bee
when she was a kid.

- Did she?
- Citywide, under 12.

No biggie.

[laughter]

- All right, boys,
get yourselves together.

We got a train to catch.
Thank you.

- I had no idea you guys were
up this early every morning.

- Yeah, the hazard of being
on Lake Shore.

The extra stops add time, so...

- I can have my driver
take you.

- Uh, no, you've done enough.

And, besides, a driver?
Really?

- Well, just for this morning,
if you want.

- All right,
just this once, okay?

I don't want them thinking
they're Richie Rich.

- Oh, wait,
there is one more thing.

I know you have
a lot on your plate,

but if you don't move
out of your apartment,

it's not going to be there
much longer

- Uh, yeah, I know,
I have a double shift today.

- Okay, well, if you want,
I can--I can try to find

a moving company,
or I can go there myself--

- No, no, it's fine.
I know where everything is,

and the boys wanted
their 360.

- Their what?
- Exactly.

You wouldn't know
the first place to look.

- [laughs]

- His Honor!
See what's going on out here?

We've come a long way,
you and me.

- You son of a bitch.

You know, I've always known
what you are, but that guy?

To see his face,
to know you trapped him.

- Hey, I didn't plan it.
It just happened.

- Yeah, lucky for you, right?
- Hey, you pushed me, Bobby.

You got no one
but yourself to blame.

You're the one who tried to run
away from home.

- Yeah, that's not
going to change.

- What was that?
- You heard me.

Tape or no tape,
you don't have the cash

to keep me in City Hall--
the Lauders do.

- You sure you want
to play it this way?

- Listen to me, you prick.

They put up the money,
you still have the influence.

That's what you want, right?

Where I come from,
that's called a win-win.

[tense music]

You hear what I said?
- Yeah, I heard you.

Just trying to figure out
whether I believe you or not.

Seeing Steph last night

reminded me what
a good liar you are.

- Oh, I'm not asking
for permission.

I got your message.
Now you have mine.

Back off.

♪

- Hey, boss!

That Albert Chan guy
called again.

- Tell him to come down
to the site.

I think he's going to like
what he sees.

♪

[walkie-talkie beeps]
Take it down.

♪

[distant siren wailing]

[tense music]

♪

- Hey.
- You ready yet?

- Just about.

Thank you for taking care
of my family today.

[groans]
It was above and beyond.

Oh, the silent treatment.

I'm sorry I asked you
to run a personal errand.

It was, um...
out of bounds.

- What's out of bounds
is you sticking your nose

into Bobby's money.

- Since when do you care
about campaign financing?

- Yeah, you know what
I'm talking about.

- The mayor brought me in
to fix his problems,

and that's what I was doing.
- Yeah, fix them.

Not create a goddamn rift when
there wasn't one to begin with.

- You know, I don't know what
mayor you're driving around,

but the one I see
is struggling to breathe

under Pat McGann's fat thumb.

- Yeah, it's called debt.
Welcome to Chicago politics.

- Oh, judging by your reaction,

I'd say the debt is about
a lot more than just money.

What happened, Nick?

Now that Bobby's
trying to get his freedom back,

McGann showed his hand,
didn't he?

[elevator bell dings,
door opens]

How bad is it?
- Are you going to work or not?

♪

- "Lift our cities
to greater heights."

- There's nothing wrong with
a little soaring rhetoric.

- It's a Mayors' Conference.

It not the keynote address
at the Democratic Convention.

- Oh, these days,
cell phones, iPads.

Everything's a keynote address.
[knock at door]

- That better not be
your "bad news" knock.

- It's my "I've been
in a room negotiating

for 24 hours" knock.

- I told you they wouldn't
budge on the tax break.

- Actually, we've come
to an agreement

on all major issues.

- What, you reached a deal?

- It looks like you're
the winner

of the Ickaris sweepstakes,
Mayor Novak.

- [chuckles]

- [laughing]

- You are the best.

- If you want, I could leak
something to the press.

- No, to hell with that.
Bring them in.

I'll tell them myself.

Are they okay with us
making an announcement?

- Wait, wait, if you go public
and this thing blows up--

- I'm talking to Keri, Derrick.

You never wanted this thing
in the first place.

- They're probably okay with
it, but you are giving them

leverage
on some of the details.

- She's right.
What if they have

their own contractors
from out of Seattle?

What if they want
to get out of MBE?

- You're getting way
ahead of things.

- I have to be ahead of things
because you're about to go

face the nation out there
and you're not even prepped.

Why not wait a day?

- I have
the Mayors' Conference.

- So wait a week.
- I'm not waiting!

Make it happen.

[tense music]

♪

[camera shutter clicking]

- Since the proposed site
is at Lincoln Yards,

doesn't this continue to focus
job growth on the North Side

instead of the South
and West Side,

where unemployment
is the highest?

- I reject the idea
that neighborhoods

are pitted against each other.

If one succeeds,
the other fails?

Neighborhood growth
isn't just about business.

It's about people.
- Sir, some of your critics

are saying
this is another example

of backroom deal-making.

- It's how deals
get done, Malik.

I think the 4,000 people
about to get a job

are pretty happy about that.

Is there a question?
- The question is,

what promises were made
to lure Ickaris to Chicago,

when will the details
be made public,

and have similar
promises been made

to contractors
bidding for the work?

- When the deal is signed,
I'll read it to you myself.

And I guarantee you,
we'll go through

all normal
bidding procedures.

- "Guarantee."
Really?

- Yes, "guarantee."
How's that for a politician?

Excuse me.

♪

- [sighs]
That okay with you, boss?

- I'm going to
hold you to that.

- I'm sure you will.
- Nice press conference.

I guess my invitation
got lost in the mail?

- Give us a minute.
- I got work to do.

- Is this your way
of punishing me?

- For what?

I thought you weren't
interested in Ickaris.

After all, you pawned it off
on your assistant.

- McGann's not
interested either,

but it seems that he
was the only one

you were speaking to out there.

- Is that a fact?
- You and I both know

why I wanted you
to cut ties with him,

or at least you do now.

I want to flush him out,

find out exactly
what he has on you.

And based on
my conversation with Nick,

it's a lot worse
than you thought.

- You didn't
flush anything out.

- If I didn't,
you wouldn't have scheduled

that little performance
to show McGann

that you're still
the man in charge.

[soft music]

♪

- [sniffs]

Why are you doing this,
Ms. Pearson?

- Doing what?
- This, all of it.

You're a wealthy woman.

You've got nothing
but money and time.

You didn't need
to take this job to help.

You miss the games,
the backstabbing,

everything that goes with it.

You like the power.

Admit it.

- I'll admit that
when you tell me

what's got you and Nick
so rattled.

- That's a deflection.
- That's not an answer.

Tell me, Mr. Mayor...

if Pat McGann
killed Tommy Diehl...

what does that
have to do with you?

♪

- I already gave
one press conference today.

♪

- [laughs]

How's that for progress, huh?

Yeah, we should be breaking
ground within a week.

- Congratulations.
You should be very happy.

- No, that's we, my friend.

Yeah, my guys are busting
their asses around the clock

to give this shithole
the proper shine it deserves.

- I can see,
but you're going to

have to do it
on somebody else's dime.

- What are you talking about?

- Well, my people
ran the numbers back home.

We don't like what we see.
- But this lot is a gold mine.

- You just called it
a shithole.

- Well, for right now,
but it's ripe for the picking.

This whole goddamn
neighborhood is.

- Well, the truth is
residential is for chumps.

Concentration of assets,
tenant risk.

A man of your stature
should know this.

- No, what I know is
that your bank

ran the numbers
on that months ago.

- And months ago,
you were a player.

Now...not so much.

You're a high-risk investment.

Sorry, Pat.
I liked hanging with you.

Good steaks.

You ever climb out of the hole
you're in, let me know.

[tense music]

♪

- It wasn't my idea to sideline
you from the Ickaris deal.

- I don't care about that.
- What do you want?

- I care about the mayor,
and based on the fact

that you're going out of town
with him, I know you do, too.

- [sighs]

- What are you doing?
- I'm not judging you, Keri.

- It sounds like you are.
- No, I'm here because

something's going on
with the mayor,

and he's not telling me
what it is.

- Something's always going on
with Bobby.

Do you want to
be more specific?

- The mayor I know doesn't
grandstand in front the press,

especially after what happened
to him with me.

- I don't know
what to tell you.

You came to the wrong person.
- Come on, Keri.

You don't share a bed
with someone for five years

and not know their secrets.

- Wow.
- I'm sorry to be

so straightforward,
but this is important.

- What is it that
you think I know, Jessica?

- I'm hoping you know what
Pat McGann just dropped on him.

- Yeah, uh, I'm sorry.

I actually really can't help
you because...

he doesn't share
those secrets with me,

and the reason
he doesn't is you.

- Me?
- Yes, you.

He brought you in to shield me,
believe it or not.

I think his exact words were,
"She's already dirty."

- [scoffs]

- I'm sorry to be
so straightforward.

[dramatic music]

I really am sorry.
If I knew, I would tell you.

But I don't.

♪

- Can I give you some advice?

- If it's
about my relationship,

I would rather you didn't.

- Whatever the mayor's telling
you, as long as the two of you

are together,
he can't shield you.

♪

- Any way we could do it today?

- I've got
back-to-back meetings

all day, Ms. Castillo.

- Please, look,
my mom's not a criminal.

I-I just can't stand to see her
locked up like that.

- I'll tell you what.
You're at City Hall, right?

- Yes.
- Can you meet me

at that Jasper's place
across the street in an hour?

- Yes.
- I'll be at one

of the back tables.

- Okay, thank you, thank you.

- Remember Frank Cramer?
- Local 305 president.

- Not anymore.
He got voted out.

Went back into business
as a contractor.

I need an address.
- Got it, Frank Cramer.

- And when you're done
with that,

I need you to go
to Buildings and Permits

and pull a list
of all the outside contractors

and the work that they've done
for the city

over the past year.

Vendors, suppliers--
I need all of it.

- That department
closes early on Tuesdays.

- Well, then you better hurry
up, because I need it now.

♪

Yoli, you've really
stepped it up since our talk.

It hasn't gone unnoticed.

♪

- What's going on
with your mom--did you see her?

- She's wearing
an orange jumpsuit.

- Damn. What can I do to help?
Do you need a lawyer?

- No, I got a lawyer.

I'm supposed to meet him
in an hour.

- Supposed to?
What does that mean?

- It means that Jessica

just dropped a shit ton
of work on me.

Now I have to go to Buildings
and Permits before it closes.

- Screw that! She can't expect
you not to have a personal life.

Tell her that you have
a personal issue.

- I can't do that.
I can't lose this job.

- Yoli, this is your mother
we're talking about.

- My mom came to this country
to give me a better life.

If I lose the chance for one,
what was the point?

- That's crazy.

- Yeah, well,
it's what she wants.

She made me promise.

- Well, at least let me help.
- No, please.

I can handle it.

♪

[keys clacking]

- Um...

I just talked with Jessica

about your announcement
this morning.

- Oh, I'm sure she thinks
I'm getting out over my skis.

- She thinks you got spooked
by McGann.

- Everything is about
that guy to her.

- [chuckles]

That's not an answer.

- Oh, Jesus.

Don't tell me you two
are a tag team now.

That's not a fair fight.
- No.

But you've been acting
really impulsive lately.

You nearly bit Derrick's
head off this morning.

Something's eating you.
- What's eating me

is I just beat out 18 other
mayors to get this project,

and I'm about to see
every one of them in L.A.

You don't think we keep score?

- So this whole thing
is about bragging rights?

- Yeah, it is,
but it's also about momentum.

If I go in there as a winner,

I have the juice to push
my health-care initiative.

- Okay, well,
if there is anything

going on with McGann,
you can tell me.

He knows about us.
He doesn't scare me.

- He shouldn't.
McGann's a headache.

No more, no less than anything
else I have to deal with.

Instead of worrying, you should
be thinking about L.A.

♪

- You are so full of shit.

Work on your speech, winner.

♪

- Aren't we brave today?

- Oh, not my first time
at a construction site.

- Maybe not, but I bet

it's the first time
for those Saint Laurents.

- You know your shoes.

- Hi, my name is Mia,
and I have a problem.

It's a small problem,
but the collection's fierce.

- Hello, Mia.
I'm looking for Frank Cramer.

- Right through there.

[tool whirring]

- If you're looking
to shut me down,

this place is up to code--
same deal with my workers.

- I'm not looking
to shut you down.

I'm here to help you.

- I can't wait to hear this.

- How would you like to have

the construction contract
on the Ickaris project?

- [laughs]
Look around, lady.

Does it look like I can handle
a project of that size?

- Why don't you let me
worry about that?

- You're serious.

Why are you doing this?

- Because I feel sick
about what I did to you.

- I'm not buying that.
- It's true, Frank.

What I did to you and your
family haunts me every day.

- Good, it should.

But someone like you
doesn't do anything

out of the goodness
of your heart.

It's always transactional.

So tell me what the hell
you want, or get out.

- I want to know about
Tommy Diehl's disappearance.

- Drop dead.

- You've been around the unions
30 years, Frank.

You know things.
- Yeah, that's right.

30 years it took me
to get where I was.

And you took it away.
- Then let me help you.

I hate Pat McGann
every bit as much as you do,

and if I'm going to do
anything about him,

I need to know about Diehl.

- You're living
in a fantasy world.

- About taking down McGann?
- No, about getting us that bid.

None of your clout's
going to make that happen.

We're a start-up
that does gut rehab.

And without
that woman out there,

I don't even get that done.

- Well, like I said,
you let me worry about that.

And if I can get it for you...

- Yeah, sure,
knock yourself out.

Yeah, get me the contract,
then we'll talk.

[scoffs]

- I need to talk to you.
[exhales sharply]

Um, something happened.

- What do you mean
something happened?

- It didn't go as planned.

- Oh, God damn it.
Stop mumbling.

- He's dead.

[click, tape whirs]
He's dead.

[click, tape whirs]
He's dead.

[click, tape whirs]
He's dead.

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

- Shit.

Excuse me?
Excuse me?

Hi, was someone
just sitting here?

Suit and tie maybe?

- Um, there--
there was a guy here,

but, um, he--he just left.

- Okay, thanks.

[groans]

[cell phone clicking]

[line trilling]

- This is Richard Meyers.

I am out of the office
or in court.

Please leave a message.
[beep]

♪

- Got a minute?
- I do.

Have you seen Yoli?

- Well, the girl's allowed
to leave her desk, you know?

- I didn't say she couldn't.

Is that what you came in here
to tell me?

- You asked.

- Let's start again.

What can I do
for you, Derrick?

- Well, with all due respect,
you can start

by telling me why it seems
like you're interested

in construction bids
on Ickaris.

- If you must know,

I'm interested in getting
that contract for Frank Cramer.

- So you think
that's how it works?

We just hand out favors...
[snaps fingers] Like that?

No legitimate bidding process?
- It's important, Derrick.

I wouldn't do it unless--

- Unless you
owed him something.

I don't doubt that.

But there's no way
Cramer's getting that job.

- Why?
Because he's undermanned?

We can pair him
with another team--

- No, it's because he's white.
- Excuse me?

- Bobby made a commitment
to award at least 10%

of all city contracts
to minority-owned businesses.

MBE--
Minority Business Enterprise.

And do you know how many
we've handed out since then?

One.

I didn't like this whole
development to begin with,

but if I'm going to keep
being his press secretary,

I'm definitely going to hold
his feet to the fire.

- I didn't know
about the program.

And from now on, I promise
I will work with you on this.

- Uh-uh, no "from now on."
We're doing it now.

I don't know what
backroom-favor bullshit

you got going on,
but I am not with you on this.

- Derrick--
- When you came in,

I thought,
"Maybe there's somebody

who will put cause
above politics."

No attachments,
no baggage, no debts.

But now I know
why Bobby brought you in...

'cause you're the biggest,
baddest operator around.

♪

- Yeah, I-I know we talked
about February.

I-I just want to see
how a few things pan out.

- Dad, what's wrong?
You sound down.

- Ah, it's just
these guys out here.

They don't have the same
work ethic as they used to.

Yeah, I'll call you later,
sweetheart.

Not now, Nicky.

- Don't you fucking Nicky me.

You have any idea
why I called you that night?

You were always
more of a father to me

than that piece of shit
that slept with my mother.

That's why.
- Hey, Pete was a stand-up guy.

He didn't
have to look after you.

- He didn't.
You did.

You were the one
who was there for me.

I leaned on you
for everything--

how to drive,
how to throw a splitter.

Hell, you're the reason
I got into the Academy.

I'd run through a wall for you,
and you know that.

And this?
This how you reward that?

- I didn't want to use it,
all right?

Bobby left me no choice.
- Bullshit.

You could've destroyed
that thing a long time ago.

You had a choice.
- You had a choice, too.

Nobody told you
to kill Tommy Diehl.

- Right.
"Take care of him"?

Right.

- You better
get out of here, Nicky.

- Or what?
You going to take care of me?

♪

You know what you
showed me with that thing?

You showed me that
you're nothing

without someone in City Hall
ready to make a deal for you.

♪

You're nothing.

- You ungrateful
son of a bitch!

♪

- Aah!

[breathing heavily]

♪

[McGann groans]

♪

Motherf--

[breathing heavily]
[cell phone clicking]

[line trilling]

[line clicks]
- Superintendent's office.

Yeah, it's Pat McGann.

Get me Superintendent Hargrove

and tell him
one of his guys assaulted me.

- I'll give him the message.

♪

[door slams]

- Where's Nick?
- Outside, I assume.

Why?
- You didn't hear?

- Oh, Jesus Christ.
What did he do?

- Well, it seems like
you already know.

- God damn it, Chuck,
just tell me.

- He went after Pat McGann,
broke two of his ribs.

- [scoffs]

[sighs] I'm surprised
he could find his ribs.

- Okay, well, all the fat
jokes aside, this is no joke.

- I know.
- McGann is no joke.

- I know.
- He's threatening action

against the department
if I don't take his badge away.

- Oh, shit.
- Now, look, I gave him to you

because I know what
he is to you.

- I'll talk to him.

- The kid's got demons, Bobby.
- I said I'll talk to him.

[dramatic music]

♪

[light music playing
over speakers]

[door opens]

- [chuckles]

Okay, I see how it is.

So this is how it goes down
every evening.

- No, sometimes I have
an army of little men

who fan me with palm fronds
and feed me grapes.

- You know that joke doesn't
work when you got all of this.

- [laughs]

Can I get you a glass?
- Hell, yeah.

♪

[sighs]

- So how was your day?
- [grunts] Oh, lots of fun.

Just another day
of sponge baths,

gunshot wounds,
and angry patients.

Thank you.
And...

then I had to go back to the
apartment and grab some things,

quickly come back here
to drop it off,

and then go back to work.

♪

- Hard going back there, huh?
- Beyond.

All those people
forced out of their homes.

They're just like,
"Angie, where you been at?

We didn't even see you leave."

And...I feel so guilty

to tell them
that I'm staying here.

You're a good person,
Jessica Pearson.

- Am I?

♪

- What's going on, cousin?

♪

- Just, um--a man I-I did
some business with

got in my head
a little bit, that's all.

- How so?

♪

- The words he used--

he, uh--he described me
as transactional.

- Transactional.

Sounds like one of
Cory's spelling words.

- I'm serious.
- I know you are.

And I know you're not
doing all of this

for something in return.

- I get joy in my home.
- You know what I mean.

You didn't have to
let us stay here.

- What about those people
you just left in the projects?

I'm not helping them.

- You can't change things
single-handedly.

- I tell myself...

I took this job
to make a difference.

And sometimes I...

- What?

♪

- Sometimes I think I'm...

that same ambitious woman

who ran that law firm.

♪

- Then don't be.

♪

[indistinct chatter]

[light music playing
over speakers]

- Ms. Castillo?
- Oh, my God, Mr. Meyers.

Hi, hi.
- Hi. How are you?

- Oh, my God, I am so sorry
about yesterday.

- Oh, I-I-I wasn't
trying to be cruel,

but I had another appointment.

- No, yeah, I'm sure you're
very busy these days.

- Yeah, well...

- So can you get
my mom out of there?

- Is she claiming asylum?

- Oh, no.
No, no, she's not. Um...

- Well, I-I'll be honest
with you.

In this climate...
- Mm-hmm.

- Asylum is really
the best way to stay in.

But I'm usually able
to get a hearing

and a temporary release.

- You mean a bond.
Yeah, okay.

I have...

Here...

Here's $1,500.

- Um, that's just for the bond.

But you do know my fee
is another $600?

[dramatic music]

- N-no, my--my dad said
it was only $1,500.

- For the bond.

♪

- Okay. Um...

- Uh, look, you know what?
You--you can owe me the rest.

- Really?
- Yeah, just don't tell anyone.

I'm trying to make
a living here.

- Thank you.
Thank you so much.

Thank you.
- Hey, look.

I-I have to get to court.
I'm so sorry.

- Oh, absolutely, yeah.
Okay, um, we'll talk, right?

- I'll be in touch.
- Yes, thank you.

♪

- Come on, boys,
I don't want to wake Grandma.

Baby, what are you doing
under the couch?

- He can't find his bear.
- I thought I got your bear.

- The little bear.

- [sighs]
Oh, I'm sorry.

- Can you go back?
- I can't.

I got to go into work, baby.

Well, listen,
when things quiet down tonight,

I'll try to slip out
and get it, okay?

- Promise, Mommy?
- I promise, baby.

All right, let's go.

- Let me guess.
First one in, last one out.

- Frank's at a meeting.
Should be here any minute.

- I'm not looking for Frank.
I'm looking for you.

- If you want someone to roll
on Frank, look somewhere else.

- He told you about me.

- I don't like
what you did to him.

Frank's family.
He's always been there for me.

- And yet he never
made you foreman, did he?

I did my homework.

You were a rock star
at that union.

- You'll have to
ask Frank about that.

- No, I think
we both know why.

What kind of a union boss
would he be

if he let a woman run his crew?

Look, I'm not trying to drive
a wedge between you two.

I just want you
to get what you deserve.

- And how are you
going to do that?

♪

$800,000?

What's this for?

- Your half
of Frank's business.

- What makes you think
it's for sale?

- It will be if Frank
wants the Ickaris contract

or any other development
coming down the pike.

♪

- You want to make this
a minority-owned business.

- The mayor has made
a commitment to the community.

- I don't know.
I don't like it.

- Now, I know
what you're thinking.

It's not fraud.

It's an investment in you.

51% of the company
is in your name.

You pay me back when you can.

And I'm sure you'll still be
the first one in

and the last one out.

♪

- You wanted to see me?

- Sit down, Nick.
- I don't want to sit down

for a lecture, Bobby,
so let's just get to it.

- You're going to cop
an attitude after what you did?

I told you
to stay away from him.

- You're not the one
going to jail.

- I'm not what?
- You're not the one going

to jail if that tape comes out.

- I'm the fucking mayor!

I'm so tired of this "I'm on
an island" martyr bullshit.

You are not alone.

It's you and me.

How many times
do I have to tell you that?

- Good. Then I did
your dirty work today.

Can I go now?

- [scoffs]

♪

- I don't know, Nicky.

- You don't know what?

♪

Did you call me in
to suspend me, Bobby?

- You put me in a hard place.

- Yeah, and you can do
whatever you want.

- I'm not your boss.

- No, Hargrove is.

And you're his.

Or maybe it's McGann...

or Lauder...

or who the hell
knows anymore.

♪

[badge thuds]

♪

- I'm not interested
in your payoff.

- It's not a payoff.

- You expect me to believe that,
coming from you?

- No, I don't, but I am trying
to offer you an opportunity.

- You're saying I'm getting
the Ickaris contract?

- I can't make that promise,

but if not that,
it will be something else.

- Because this puts me
in the MBE

as long as I give up
control of my company.

- 49% of something
is better than 100% of nothing.

Do you really want to do gut
rehab the rest of your life?

- I'd get by.
- Look around you, Frank.

The world is changing,
and there's a reason

you brought Mia over
from Local 305.

You're saying
she hasn't earned this?

- All of this to find out
about Tommy Diehl?

- Nope, I'm trying
to make things right.

So...

go ahead, take it.

Leave right now.

You don't owe me a thing.

[dramatic music]

♪

- You know, Diehl wasn't
a friend to anyone.

He had his crew,
but he was a criminal.

He stole from everyone,
and he blackmailed everyone.

- Who took over the union
when he disappeared?

- For a while,
Bobby's old man did.

He took over, and suddenly,

McGann had no problems
with the unions.

♪

Go ahead, ask,
I know what you're thinking.

Did McGann kill him?

- Did he?

- McGann's too smart
to get his hands dirty.

He's always had bagmen
to do things like that for him.

- I have no idea who did
his dirty work for him then.

- You don't need to.

You know who does it now.

♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪

[elevator bell dings]

♪

- Ms. Pearson.
I'll be driving you tonight.

- Where's Nick?
- I don't know, ma'am.

I just do as I'm told.

♪

- Last time I was in here,
you weren't so nice to me.

I was hoping this time, I'll get
a little better treatment.

- I suspended Nick
without pay.

Happy now?

- Yeah, it's a start.

- I had to stand in here
and suspend my own brother.

That's not enough for you?

- I could've gotten
Chuck Hargrove to do that.

I didn't need you.

[groaning]

- What do you want?

- I've decided to put Ickaris
on my site.

♪

- What the hell
are you talking about?

- Think about it, Mr. Mayor.

I get a more
profitable development,

and you deliver a shitload
of jobs to the 54th.

I-I believe
you call that a win-win.

- That deal is signed.
I went public.

- You and I both know
that's not true.

You were just trying
to show me who's boss.

Look, there's no point
having a tape

if I won't actually use it.

And I will use it, Bobby.

I'm under it, my old friend.
I got nothing left.

Chan pulled out of North Park.
That was my last shot.

♪

- Christ.

♪

- We can both go down,

or we can both survive.

- I'm the last person Ickaris
wants to sit down with.

♪

They'll never trust
a word I say again.

♪

- Well, then you better
get on the first plane

to Seattle and make them.

♪

[door opens, closes]

- Shit!

[groans]

- Hey, do you need help with--
- No, thank you.

I'm good.
Thank you.

Thanks.

- Look, I know you think
I'm always trying

to save you or some shit.

Are you okay?

I got conned.
- What?

- I got conned
by the immigration lawyer.

- What do you mean conned?

- He never showed up
to my mom's bond hearing.

He just took my money,
and he never showed.

- Are you sure it wasn't some
kind of mix-up or something?

- No, I asked around in court,
and these people do this

all the time because
we're undocumented

or we don't have
any money, or...

Oh, God.

I don't know what else to do.

[soft rock music]

- Look who's office you're in.

- Derrick, I--
- Either you tell her...

or I will.

♪

- [sighs]

♪

Oh, hi.
Good, you can help me choose.

I've been over-packing

'cause I never get
to go anywhere, so...

And I know they say it's
way too cold this time of year,

but I'm definitely going to...

- [sighs]

- Lay out.

♪

It's fine.

It's fine. I have a lot of work
to do here, actually.

- No, you have to go.
- What?

- I need to go to Seattle.
- What? Why? What happened?

- The CEO wasn't happy
we jumped the gun.

I need to go smooth
some things over.

- Why didn't they call me?
I'm the one that made the deal.

- I don't know. I guess they
want to make me dance.

- You know, the funny thing
about sleeping

with your own city attorney
is she knows when you're lying.

- I'm not--
- Please don't lie to me.

- I'm not--
- Don't lie...

not to me.

[dramatic music]

♪

- I have to go get Ickaris
for McGann.

- What?

- [scoffs]

I can't get into it.

♪

- Oh, my God, she's right.
He has you.

- You know I owe him.

- No, if--if he can do this,
it's more than owing him.

What are you into, Bobby?

♪

- I'll call you from there.

♪

[thunder rumbles
in the distance]

[door opens]

♪

- Going somewhere?
- Yeah, something like that.

- I heard what happened.

[thunder rumbles]

Nick, no matter what's
going on, I can help you.

- You?
- I know you don't believe me.

- What the hell
are you doing here, Jessica?

I mean, really?

- I'm trying to make
a difference in this city.

- You keep saying that,
but I don't buy it.

- I can't do a damn thing

as long as the mayor
is compromised.

- Then why aren't you
talking to him?

- He's not the one running.

♪

- [sighs]

- You killed Tommy Diehl
for McGann, didn't you?

♪

Running isn't going to solve
the problem.

Not for you,
not for your brother.

♪

I can help you.

Let me help you.

♪

[car door closes,
engine turning over]

♪

[odd squealing]

- Oy.