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[Milo] You have something\NI want...

and I have something\Nyou want.

- You made a deal with Milo!?\N- It's the bonds for Iris.

It's simple.

- I wanna see you.\N- When and where?

[Iris] Tomorrow.\NMidnight.

The park off 20 Mile Road.

[Ian] They cleaned out\Nthe whole shop.

He's gearing up for\Na goddamn war.

You're starting a fight\Nthat you do not want.

- I want that SWAT motherfucker.\N- I can't let you do that.

I ain't askin' you\Nto let me do shit.

[Robert] They're on me.\NSend an ambulance or a hearse.

[grunts]

Robert!

I'm going to wear you out.

I want her to get away.

[yells]

- That's what I want.\N- [sobs]

If you have ideas of\Nother arrangements

or I'm betrayed by you,

I won't just kill you,\NMike.

Know that.

He's gonna make it.

Right, Mike?

Who does this?

[Ian] We got a lot of\Nenemies.

A lot of fuckin' enemies.

Inside and out.

Hey, can I talk to you?

Yeah.

What is it?\NWhat's goin' on?

[Kyle] I gotta go.

What do you mean?\NWhere are you goin'?

Tracy left.

Yeah, shit, I know.

She said she needed some time,\Nneeded to...

get away from town.

Yeah.

[Kyle] Fuck, Mike,\Nthey just fuckin' beat him.

He's supposed to be\Nthe fuckin' Megatron.

And he's the one that gives\Nthe beatings.

And I just, I gotta go\Ndeal with Tracy.

Okay, so yeah, you fucking go.

All right?

And I gotta...

Fuckin' go.

[Kyle] What?

- Where are you going?\N- Shit.

- What, what's goin' on?\N- It's, I gotta, it's Milo.

Fuck, okay.\NWhen?

- Midnight, so I gotta go.\N- [Kyle] Right, all right.

Hey.

Give me updates on that,\Nwould you?

Mike, where you goin'?

[music]\N[phone dialing]

[Automated voice] Welcome to\NCavo Club.

If you have reached\Nthis message,

we are either closed\Nor on another line.

Leave a mess--\N[hangs up]

[railroad crossing bell]

[Mike] Ah, son of a...

[music]

Fuck.

God damnit.

[train whistle]

[music]

Aaah!

[railroad crossing bell]

[train whistle]

[music]

[train whistle]

[Mike] Fuck.

Fuck!

[music]

[theme music]

[crickets chirping]

[banging]\N[gasps, yelps]

[dog barking outside]

[music]

I didn't know where else to go.

[music]

[Vanessa] Kareem.

You want company?

They took it.

[Vanessa] What, baby?

I'm not here anymore.

I wanna be.

I wanna be here for you\Nand the kids, and...

I don't know how I...

I keep tryin' to get back there.

To before.

Maybe that was the dead guy,\Nmaybe...

this is what\Nwaking up looks like.

[phone buzzing]

[buzzing stops]

Let's just leave.

The kids are young enough,\Nwe'll go somewhere new.

[phone buzzing]

[phone buzzing]

It's 12:30 in the morning.

Unless the prison's on fire...

Yeah, the whole world's on\Nmotherfucking fire, Kareem.

And it's 12:23, to be exact.

[Kareem] Okay.

So, you hear about Robert?

Robert who?

The S.W.A.T. guy that saved\Nyou from prison, that guy.

[Kareem] What about him?

He's in the hospital\Non life support.

A hit?

Yeah, most fuckin' definitely.

[Kareem] I'm sorry about Robert,\NI know he's a friend,

and I appreciate what he'd do\Nfor me, I do.

But I don't wanna be\Nin this world.

I just wanna go to work,\Ndo my job, and come home.

That's all.

Kareem, this is your job.

[Kareem] No, no!\NIt's not my job.

My job is to make sure we comply\Nwith the industry standards.

And we are not negligent.

Or abusive.\NThat is my job.

[Mike] I just got shot at

by AB tryin' to\Ntake me the fuck out!

Okay, so fuck\Nindustry standards!

I'm asking for\Nyour fuckin' help.

Okay?

I'm goin' to bed now, Mike.\NGoodnight.

[music]

[phone dialing]

[Ian] Hey, you get somethin'?

Yeah, AB just tried to\Ntake me off the table.

Fuck.

[Mike] I need you to clean\Nthe fuckin' mess for me.

My car's over at\Nthe train tracks,

at Dover and Saint Ann.

Okay?\NThe car is shot to shit.

They fuckin' shot up\Nthe Lincoln?

[Mike] No, the fuckin' Bentley!

Yeah, the Lincoln!

There's fuckin' three dead AB,\Ncar's shot to shit.

Make it fuckin' disappear.\NI was never there.

Just clean it up for me,\Nwould ya?

- Please?\N- [Ian] I got it.

Thank you.

[music]

Vodka's supposed to be\Nfuckin' Russian, bruh.

Man, fuck Russia, shit.

I ain't lettin'\Nthat bullshit politics

get up in my high goddamn...

[Man] Yo!

Yo, what the fuck, Mike?!

Relax, y'all, he ain't killin'\Nnobody.

He ain't, he ain't killin'\Nnobody.

Hey, what kinda vodka\Nyou want, Mike?

What'd you do?

Put the BB gun down, all right?\NIf you wanna talk, let's talk.

He's on fuckin' life support,\NBunny.

Who the fuck we talkin' about\Nright now?

Do not!

Fuck with me!

Aight, aight, shit.

All of y'all, off the roof.

Now, now!

Me and my boy,\Nwe gotta chop it up.

And if you hear gunfire...

You send this motherfucker\Nto Jesus, straight.

Why, Bunny?

Fuckin' why?

[music]

You should see it over there,\NBunny.

Fuckin' sea of blue.

It's a declaration of war.

Do you fuckin' realize that?

Yeah.

If Robert dies, Bunny...

Let me tell you somethin', Mike.

If it's a war they want,

it's a war this motherfucker's\Ngonna get.

There's an army of cops,\Nthey all want trophies now.

And I can do fuckin' dick all\Nto stop it.

Where...?

Where the fuck you been livin',\NMike, where?!

- [Mike] Right here.\N- Where?

Right the fuck here!

You should know that we've been\Nunder siege from birth, Mike!

From fuckin' birth!

Robert dies, and everything\Nchanges between us.

You realize that?

That what you want?

[Bunny] You know I got love\Nfor you, Mike.

I really do.

But if there come a time...

...when you got me in\Na fuckin' corner...

...and you the only thing\Nstandin' between me

and my air...

Know this, Mike.

I'mma run right through you.

Gun's on the roof.

We ain't lackin'.

[sirens wailing]

[phone ringing]

Hey, Ma.

[Miriam] Michael.

What are you doin' up so late?

I...

I need you to come over...

Hi, Mike.

Did you forget about me?

Aw, fuck.

Hey.

Listen to me.

I don't have a fuckin'\Nphone number for you.

Remember?\N"Call the fuckin' club."

All right?

Listen, I, I got your paper.

All right?

I'm, I'm gonna come over there\Nnow, all right?

We're so close from gettin\Nthis fuckin' thing done.

Don't do anything fuckin'\Nstupid.

Do you understand?\NOr I swear to fuckin' God.

I'm comin' over.

[Milo] Yeah, well,\Nwe'll be here.

We're very eager to see you.

Yeah, good.

I'm comin'.

Fuck.

Motherfucker.

Fuck.

[music]

[phone ringing]

Hey.

You do the swap?\NWhere you at?

No, no, no, no, look,\Nit's a fuckin' long story.

Milo's at Mom's.

What?

[Mike] Yeah, yeah, I know.

Where are you?

I'm still at the fuckin'\Nhospital,

I tried callin' Tracy\Nand she didn't pick up.

What the fuck do you mean?

Just fuckin' meet me at Mom's.

Come in quiet.\NOkay?

I'm headed there now.\NOkay?

Fuck, I'm on my way.

[music]

[Mike] Jesus.

[music]

It'll be okay.

No, it won't.

[music]

[Ian] Mike, what the fuck?

[Kyle] I figured we needed\Nnumbers.

Yeah, okay.

Milo's in the fuckin' house?

Yeah.

If they fuckin' laid a finger\Non your mother...

All right, look,\Nwe're gonna do--

Fucking...

[Ian] Mikey, what is it?\NWhat is it?

Fuck!

I don't have the fuckin' bonds.

What?

Jesus.

They're in the fucking Lincoln.

What the fuck are we gonna do?

[music]

[knocking on door]

[Mike] I'm here.\NNo weapon.

Your hands are empty.

You broke into my fuckin' house,\NMilo.

You took my mother hostage.

I'm just here to make sure\Neverything is...

as it should be.

Right?

Your mother is telling you that\Nmy men are in the kitchen too.

She's trying to tell you that\Nyou have no play.

It's all gonna be over soon, Ma.

- Okay?\N- I'm okay, I'm okay.

- Whose blood is that?\N- [Milo] Joseph's.

She killed him.

It's okay.

Tati cleaned it up,\Nshe's very tidy.

Did you ever hear of\Nthe Peter Principle, Mike?

I didn't pay attention in\Nschool, Milo.

You get more and more\Nresponsibilities

because you're really good at\Nthe thing that you do.

But eventually you get to\Na place where you're in

a position in which you were\Nabove your abilities.

And that was our Joseph.

Is that you, too, Mike?

I'm here to make sure my mom...

and Iris are whole.

That's it.

Well, now you see.

Yeah.

[Milo] I don't wanna shoot\Nyour mother.

But I will.

Where are my bonds?

They're in a car.

Outside.

You disappoint me, Mike.

Mitch would never leave me\Nwaiting.

Yeah.

A cop was...

Hospitalized, I got ambushed.

Really?

A lot of hurdles I had\Nto get through.

But I'm here.

So, Iris just happens\Nto kill Joseph

the same night\Nof all of your hurdles?

She just happened to turn up\Nat the house?

Do you think I'm fucking stupid,\NMike?

She's your girl, she does\Nwhat she wants.

[music]

[grunting]

[Milo] Come on.

[music]

You fucked up, Mike.

[Milo] Go, go, go, go, go!

[Mike] Mom, come on.\NBehind me.

- I'm with you.\N- Come over here, over here.

[music]

[pants]

[music]

Now.

How many?

One bad guy.

- Where's Ian?\N- I don't know.

- Yeah.\N- Get up!

[Kyle] Down!

Oh my God, oh shit.

Oh shit, Mom!

- Ma, you okay?\N- [Kyle] Mom.

- Mom, mom, fuck.\N- [Mike] Jesus.

Oh, fuck.\NNo, fuck!

Hey, help me with her!\NWould you?

All right?\NIan!

Fuck, fuck!

Ian!

[Kyle] I fuckin' shot her,\NMike...

Hey, listen to me, we gotta\Nget her to the fuckin' hospital!

Let's go!

[music]

[siren wailing]

[vague, echoy voices]

[music]

[music]

Hey.

They're preppin' the OR.

All right?\NThe bullet's near the spine.

Didn't puncture the lung\Nor the heart, they don't think.

Is she awake?

[Ian] No.

[Mike] How long until she's in?

[Ian] ASAP.

And how long is surgery?

[Ian] An hour, maybe two hour,\NI mean, they gotta figure out

what to do with the blood,\Nbut she's strong.

Mariam's a tough cookie, Mike.

She's gonna pull through this.

[Kyle] I shot her, Mike.

I put that fuckin' bullet in\Nher.

Hey.

You were tryin' to fuckin'\Nsave her, okay?

Tryin' to protect our family.\NIt's just...

a fucking awful accident.

That's all it is.

You shot her with an AB gun,\Nremember?

They're gonna pull this bullet\Nout of her...

Mom's gonna be fine.

And none of this goes near you.

Okay?

No one needs to know about this.

She was shot by one of Milo's\Ngoons.

We clear on this?

100% fuckin' clear.

I'm not gonna lie, Mike.\NI'm not gonna fuckin' lie.

The fuck you're not.

The fuck you're not, Kyle.

We weren't blessed with easy.\NYou know that.

We just do our best\Nto stand tall.

And come in tomorrow, even with\Nthe tiniest bit of hope...

it'll be better than today.

You have a child coming.\NYou have a life.

So, you can't go waving this\Naround like a badge,

'cause it will define you.

And you are not just\Nthis moment.

You're a good man.

You're my brother.

And you made a mistake.\NYou won't own it,

you won't eat it,\Nfor your child.

For your wife.

Mom's gonna come out of this.

And when she does,

you're gonna be grounded, like,\Nfuckin' forever, you know?

[Kyle] Shut the fuck up.\NFuck you.

You're so fucked.

Fuck off...

[Mike] She's gonna fuckin'\Nkill you.

All right, so come on.\NI need you.

All right?

My man.

Where are you goin'?

I'm gonna put a period\Non this fuckin' thing.

Mike, please, just sit with me,\Nwill you?

No, I brought this to\Nour family,

and I brought it into\Nour fuckin' home.

So, let me finish this thing.

I got him.

[music]

[vehicle beeping]\N[indistinct chatter]

[Ian] Mike!

Let me get an escaped prisoner\Nalert out there.

He's gonna make a break for\Nthe fuckin' border.

He still thinks I have\Nthe bonds.

I know, I know.

So, I want this fucker.

Mikey, I can checkpoint\Nevery backroad,

every highway,\Nevery eye in the sky,

I'll get the marine unit on it.

Do all that, that's fine.

But you hear anything, though,\Nanything, you let me know first.

All right?

[Ian] What about Kyle?

Fuck.

I don't know.

I don't know about anything\Nright now, Ian.

Okay?

We're just gonna make it up\Nas we go.

First things first,\Nwe get fuckin' Milo.

- I'm with you.\N- [Mike] All right.

[music]

[pulsating electronic music]

Where is he?

You don't mean, where is she?

Where's Milo?

I don't know.\NYou destroyed his plan, so...

he's, I'm sure,\Nmaking a new one.

Wanna call him?

It's kinda late.

Jesus Christ, call\Nthis fucking cocksucker.

[Mike] Listen to me.

Just get him on\Nthe fuckin' phone.

Okay?

Then we'll keep you off\Nour radar.

Or keep dickin' around,

and I'll ensure that the cops\Nand the gangs roll through here

on fuckin' rotation,

where you can't fuckin' piss

without a raid or\Na fucking shootout.

Is that the environment you\Nwanna run these girls through?

You should've just given him\Nhis money.

He's a fugitive,\Nhe just wants to run away.

You're not the only one\Nafter him.

Call him.

[music]

[phone dialing]

Where do we meet?

[Milo] That was not very smart,\NMike.

Where do we meet, Milo?

You bring yours...

I'll bring mine.

[Milo] Last chance, Mike.

One hour, the East 26th Harbor.

Bring any of your friends,\Nthey will die.

But your girl will die first.

One hour.

[music]

If I don't kill him...

He's comin' after you.

I know.

You should take that baby\Nand get the fuck out of here.

Where?

Anywhere but here.

I have friends, Mr. McLusky.

I can take care of myself.

You should do the same.

Yeah.

Call your friends, tell 'em\Nwe're fuckin' comin'.

Let's go.

[music]

[music]\N[heart monitor beeping]

[phone ringing]

Hey.

[Tracy] I got your message.

I am so sorry, Kyle.

[Kyle] Baby, I didn't wanna\Nwake you.

[Tracy] I couldn't sleep.

[Kyle] I miss you so much.

I miss you, too.

How's Mom doing?

She's...

You know, she's tough.\NShe's strong.

You know, she can't die, Trace.

[Tracy] I'm gonna come back\Ntomorrow morning.

Kyle...

I love you, okay?

Give Mariam a kiss for me

and tell her I love her\Nvery much.

Okay.

I will.

I love you.

Goodnight.

[music]

[siren wailing]

[tires screeching]

[phone dialing]

[Carney] What's goin' on?

It happens tonight.\NYou understand me?

Who you got on?

Same pieces of shit.

How they doin' without Davidson?

Someone'll rise, fill the void.\NYou know how it works, Mike.

[Mike] Well, there's about to be\Nanother void.

You understand me?

I want it to fuckin' happen\Ntonight.

I'm resettin' the table.\NFuck them.

[music]

[sirens wailing]

Fellas, thanks for waitin'.

Yeah, I'm sorry for this...

[music]

[indistinct chatter]

- Fuck. Hey.\N- Hey.

You all right?

[scoffs]

I'm hangin' in.

[monitor beeping]\N[ventilator pumping]

Hey.

Hey, Patty.

I heard about your mother.

Yeah.

How's she doin'?

She's...

I don't know.

Any change here?

Stable.

First time anyone's ever\Ncalled him that.

I'm gonna go check the machines.

See if they've got some mints\Nor gum.

Maybe a Charleston Chew\Nor somethin'.

Will you sit with him\Nuntil I get back?

Yeah, sure.

Thanks, pal.

[Kyle] Yeah.

Hey, man.

How you doin' in there?

Huh?

Must be quiet.

Quiet'd be nice right now.

None of this bullshit...

None of this noise.

Not havin' to think about\Nanything.

You know, or how things were,\Nor...

...might've been, or...

...could be.

Yeah, that must be nice.

My mom's down the hall.

And I put her there.

It's just...

It fuckin' sucks out here.

[music]

It's time to flip the script.

All blacks, man.

[music]

[Milo] Watch your step.

You can wait on board.

Don't like boats?

I don't like you.

Why do you think he's willing\Nto fight so hard for you?

I don't know.

You're that good a fuck?

I never slept with him.

So why, then?

Maybe I'm somethin' to do.

Before...

...or after he kills you.

God exists in the least\Nof things, Iris.

And I think, maybe...

Mike sees God in you.

I think he sees his own\Nsalvation in saving you.

Makes me wanna end you.

End his inevitable suffering

when he realizes\Nwhat you really are.

[music]

Mike, do you think that fucker's\Njust gonna take those bonds

and let you walk away?

Let me get some backup\Nand some S.W.A.T. down here.

If he feels anything,\Nhe'll just kill her.

Mikey, I don't wanna be\Nan asshole, but fuck it.

I don't know this girl,\Nwhy not let him take her?

Let 'em both go.

'Cause it's the right thing to\Ndo, Ian, that's why.

All right, what do you\Nwant me to do?

[Mike] You have any long johns\Nin the trunk?

Yup.

I got a fuckin' arsenal in\Nthe back,

what do you want?

Why don't you just go down\Nthe hill here,

post up there, and follow me\Nthrough your scope.

If anything goes sideways,\Nstart hunting.

And don't fucking shoot me.

[music]

[lock clicks]

CO!

- CO!\N- Shut the fuck up.

A message from\Nthe mayor, motherfucker.

And he gon' get that shit\Ntoday.

Oh, God!

[music]

Turn around.

[music]

This is better, right?

No drama...

No shoot-'em-up.

[music]

There are your bonds.

[music]

[Milo] There's your girl.

See how easy it could've been?

Think about what you're going to\Ndo yet with your prize?

Ready to go?

[Milo] This fight you're\Nfighting, you can't win.

Thinkin' you can stop\Nthe bad thing from happening,

that's ego, Mike...

The bad is comin' for all of us.

We're just things on\Nthe devil's to-do list.

Keep the guns on them\N'til I'm gone.

After that, do what you want.

[music]

Stop.

Fuck.

Maybe I will kill you now.

[music]

Hey, you all right?

Yeah?

Uh-huh.

[music]

[Mike] Kingstown sits on\Nthe edge of Lake Michigan.

Surrounded by almost\Na million acres of forest.

Trapped by resources\Nit cannot extract,

it resembles an island\Nmore than anything.

And like islands,\Nany resource it can extract

is not worth the price\Nof exporting it.

Did everything go okay?

[Milo] Everything went fine.\NI'm on my way back.

Okay.

[Mike] So like islands,

we must sell our only\Nresource of real value--

the island itself.

[police sirens wailing]\N[shouting]

[Mike] Hawaii has\Nwhite sand beaches

and the allure of the tropics,

so they sell that dream.

Kingstown has no dream,\Nso it must offer the nightmare,

and we must sell our failures.

Our allure is prison labor

and the union wages\Nto extract it.

If failure of society could be\Ndistilled into one city,

this would be the city,

and miseries are free.

[music]