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♪ It's too late he's gone ♪

♪ You sweat her and I ain't
talkin' 'bout a Cool J ♪

♪ You a big L and I ain't
talkin 'bout Cool J ♪

♪ See me at the airport
at least 20 Louis ♪

♪ Treat me like the Prince and
this my sweet brother Numpsay ♪

♪ Brother Numpsay ♪Groupies sound too choosy ♪

♪ Take 'em to the show and talk
all through the movies.. ♪

Where the hell have you been?

You are 20 minutes
late and this is our

first actual
press for this campaign.

I'll make it up to him.

It's gonna take a little more
than just a charming smile, Dex.

'And what do you have
on your feet?'

You told me to buy the suit.

You didn't say anything
about the shoes.

Sorry to hold you up.

I was at the community center.

Yeah, runnin' that center must
certainly get culture shock

compared to corporate
litigation, eh?

No comparison.

What I do now matters.

So, uh, what made you decide

to jump into the tar pit
of municipal politics?

- 'Watch out!'
- Oh!

♪ Even your superficial raps
is super official.. ♪

Gonna have to get you boys
a real hoop one of these days.

Sorry about
that Dex is

really dedicated
to the kids down here.

He's gonna need
more dedication

to knock Grover Boone
off his perch.

Your guy has got no name,
no connections, and no money.

Well, he's got
something better..

Hey, Eric.

...heart.

They move your brother
out of the ICU yet?

I'm keeping him
in my prayers.

You need anything,
you come see me, you hear?

This boy Eric's older brother
was walking home

the other night,
caught a stray bullet.

Local dealers flexing
muscle at each other.

'Happens every
day out here.'

It doesn't make it right,
though, does it?

'So to answer your question.'

That's why I'm running
for city council.

Sixth Street is the biggest drug
market in North Philly.

Cops can't stop it.
Boone can't stop it.

What are you gonna
do about it?

I'm gonna shut
the whole thing down.

'In other news,
police sources said today'

'that murdered city council
hopeful, Dexter Collins'

'was in possession
of a significant amount'

'of crack cocaine'

'strengthening speculation
that the anti-drug candidate'

'struggled with an addiction
that led to his death'

'just five days
before the election.'

Bleedin' ulcers, man.

I haven't eaten in days.

The prison doctors
are useless.

I can't take
it anymore.

That's something
you should've considered

beforerobbing five liquor stores.

Show some holiday
spirit, man.

I'm looking at 15 years.

We're looking at a three-hour
drive back to Philly.

Lawyer said you got
something to give?

You know that after-hours
joint on Susky?

The Red Rooster?

Got it on good
authority

a lot of those
waitresses are pros.

- What? You're leaving?
- We're homicide, Luther.

We deal in bodies,
not hookers.

You're as dumb
as you look if you

think that weak crap
is gonna to fly.

I was just warming up.

I'll see you
in 15.

Dexter Collins?

What about him?

'He didn't get
killed by no drugs.'

He was assassinated.

- Sixth Street Mafia.
- And you witnessed this?

A crackhead up
at Graterford told me

on the cell block,
when I serving my last bit.

He saw the whole thing go down.

Let's talk
to the smokehound.

Dead. TB.
Last year.

Happen to ID the doer
before he died?

He said he didn't get
a good look.

Aw, that's great, Luther

second-hand BS
from a dead witness.

Any more garbage
you wanna peddle?

- Hey.
- 'The gun they used.'

.40 caliber SIG?

Y'all ever find it?

What's your point?

I know where it is.

'Nah, there's nothing here.'

Wait a minute.

Aw.

.40 caliber SIG Sauer.

Guess Luther's not as dumb
as he looks.

'Dexter Collins, found shot
to death on Sixth Street'

2:00 in the morning.

Looked like a drug deal
gone bad.

He was 30 years old,
raised in the badlands

full ride at Penn, Yale Law,
then Wall Street.

The guy was a lightweight.

'He gave it up
to be a community activist'

ran for city council,
said he was gonna

take on the drug dealers.

Anti-drug candidate
found shot to death

with a crack pipe
and a fistful of vials.

You know, the crack thing
never jibed to me.

'He was a reformer.'

'Refused to take
street money.'

Said he was gonna earn
votes, not buy them.

Now, ward bosses
must've loved that.

Newspapers went to town
after his death.

Called him
the crackhead candidate.

But they never reported this

"the autopsy didn't find

"any drugs in Dex's system."

'Maybe he hadn't used
in a while?'

Or maybe the drugs were planted.

- Frame job?
- This was a nasty campaign.

Dex was giving Grover Boone
a run for his money.

Like 30 years on
the city council?

Boone would eat his own
children to hold on to his seat.

'Commissioner created
a task force'

to solve Dex's murder.

Two dozen cops, handpicked

hardly any homicide experience.

Guess how
that went.

So, let's look
into Luther's story.

The gun we found is a match
as the murder weapon

but there's nothing connecting
it to the Sixth Street Mafia.

We need more on Dex Collins
than news reports and rumors.

- 'Who was close to him?'
- The father, Ronnie Collins.

Raised Dex by himself.

And also his campaign manager,
Cassie Michaels.

We'll re-interview them

but let's not rattle
too many cages

until we know
what we're goin' at.

I'm going to meet
the campaign manager.

Something I got to take care of.

"Cooper." Who's that?

I keep getting
my neighbor's mail.

You might want to stop
by the post office.

Check it out
9 o'clock.

'Oh, not bad.'

You think I got a chance
at something like that?

Absolutely.

Yeah.

- Hey, you.
- How's it going, Frankie?

Oh, you know,
busy working on my swing.

- Yep.
- Listen, I gotta jet.

Um, see you later?

- I'm sorry.
- See ya.

You're an ass.

Dex was special.

We met in law school
and I could tell

he was going places,
so I jumped at the chance

to work on his campaign.

That must've been a shock,
the way he died

'murdered in
the street like that?'

Couple questions
that never got resolved

Dex's involvement
with drugs for one.

Dex never so much
as took a drink

as long as I knew him.

'I was his
campaign manager.'

My job was knowing
about his skeletons

and he didn't have any.

Sounds too good to be true.

Well, it's too good
for this city.

Meanin'?

'Philly's political machine'

has been in place forever,
if you wanna run for office

then you need name recognition.

So you pay the ward
leaders, in cash.

- To go spread the good word.
- Street money.

Ostensibly it
goes to expenses but

mostly it just goes
into their pockets.

Dex refused to do that,
so he made some enemies.

Any of these enemies the type

who'd shoot Dex,
plant drugs on him?

In my business, we specialize
in character assassination.

Not the other kind.

So explain what Dex was doing

on a known drug corner

dead of night,
if it wasn't for drugs.

He was on a mission.

'Let's get real.'

The drug war is over,
we lost.

There's a boy, 16-years-old

'who was shot by drug dealers'

died in ICU last night.

'His 12-year-old brother
cried in my arms'

asked me why.

'I couldn't tell him that's
just how it is on Sixth Street.'

I couldn't say,
our district leader

Grover Boone, is too busy

hosting parties
for real estate developers

to be accountable
for the blood on our street.

I need to answer
that boy's question.

Give me a chance.

Sign my petition
to be added to the ballot

and I swear to you,
I will always be here

and accountable.

Your name's
Warren, right?

Own the Diamond Diner.
What's wrong?

I don't need an outsider
telling me

what it's like on my own street.

I'm not an outsider.

I grew up here.

Live here now,
just down the block.

Well, you sure as hell didn't
get that suit on Sixth Street.

Come on.

Come on.

♪ We fight like barbarians ♪

♪ In sight of the former might ♪

♪ You might think that
it's a waste of our time.. ♪

Um, I, uh..

I assure you I, uh, plan
to take better care

of our district
than I do of my apartment.

What's this about?

Uh...my dad.

'Some of you
may know him.'

Ronnie Collins.

'Every morning
he's woken up'

knowin' he'd have
to push a mop all day.

But he's had faith each day

his hard work was
going to pay off.

That faith gave me
a better life.

'So every morning,
I wake up'

I look in the mirror,
and I see faith.

'I know I can do
the same for you.'

All I need is
your signature.

♪ Barbarians in sight
of the former might ♪

♪ You might think
that it's a waste.. ♪

Do you remember
those signs painted

on sidewalks and bus shelters?

Yeah, faith.
They were everywhere.

'You know, it wasn't
even us who did that?'

Dex's supporters did it
themselves.

End of the day,
it wasn't power

or politics
for Dex.

All he cared about was
that damn street.

And he paid for it
with his life.

Got a hit on
the murder weapon, boss.

Registered in '04
to a Jay Quincy

a truck driver
in Chester.

Reported the gun stolen
with a couple others

a few weeks
before Dex's death.

He's done
it before, too.

Once in Jersey,
twice in Delaware.

- A straw purchaser.
- Lowest of the low.

Reports guns stolen and
sells them on the street.

Figure he sold
to Dex's killer.

Maybe one of
the Sixth Street Mafia.

Last cops I talked
to were a joke.

They already made up
their minds about him.

They didn't even know
what he was about.

You and your son pretty
tight, Mr. Collins?

Put everything into Dex.

You understand, I..

I wanted him
to have opportunity

get him away from here.

But he came home.

Said he wanted
to change the way

things worked
on the streets.

Who was I to tell him the street
wasn't worth the trouble?

He was going
after the dealers.

Only one who had guts enough
to stand up to 'em.

What was his reward?

Called him
the crackhead candidate.

Guess that sells
more papers than..

...faith.

Taking a look at
the Sixth Street Mafia.

- It's about time.
- Why is that?

Dex was out there every night
trying to save folks

and those gangsters
didn't like it one damn bit.

♪ Memories on corners with
the fours and the moors.. ♪

'Hey, friend,
can I talk to you?'

Listen, man, you don't have
to be doing this.

Saying you're not alone.

Hey, take my card,
come see me.

'We can help you
get clean'

'give you options.'

♪ Corners leave souls opened
and closed hoping for more ♪

♪ With nowhere to go
rolling in droves ♪

♪ They shoot the wrong way
'cause they ain't.. ♪

You best start movin'.

I ain't even playing.

I know you.

'Victor Nash.'

- 'We grew up together.'
- 'Yeah, so?'

My dad helped us set up
that car wash, remember?

Two bucks a car. Thought we
were some regular Trumps.

Look, 'cause we
know each other

I'm gonna give you a pass.

Go home.

'Now.'

I won't go
until all of you go first.

How you plan on
pulling that off?

You strapped?

I don't got a gun.

'I got faith.'

But see, I got a gun.

Yeah?

But you won't use it.

♪ Colored blue profiles
glorifying that ♪

♪ Streetlights
& deepnights.. ♪

Victor Nash was..

...a screwup from
the age of ten.

Dex saw something there
worth saving.

For a while,
it looked like he was right.

Victor left the corner?

Did odd jobs
at the campaign office.

But I never
trusted him myself.

You don't just walk away
from a gang like Sixth Street.

And after Dex died,
Victor went right back to them.

No questions asked.

Yeah, Scotty.

Traffic hour.

I'll meet you on Sixth Street.

Hey.

This a private game?

'Relax, folks.'

Just looking
for someone.

- 'Hey, Victor.'
- I didn't do nothing.

Besides slinging rock,
guns, agg assault?

That's all in the past?

One of those early
achievers, I guess.

Hey, why y'all
hassling me?

- 'Dex Collins.'
- I can't help you.

'Now, see, that's
not how this works.'

We ask questions,
then you lie.

Whoops, a gun.

This the one
you pulled on Dex?

That was a misunderstanding.

Like hanging around his campaign
just before you popped him?

Where were you, huh,
the night he got shot?

- I was at an NA meeting.
- Yeah.

I was all messed up,
I was getting high

half hoping
to get busted or dead.

He helped me.

Come on, Victor.
Still a soldier.

Sixth Street was losing business

with his nightly visits
to the corner.

'Dex reached out
to you'

and you put one in his chest.

Sixth Street was nothing

compared to who
was really after Dex.

[The Perceptionists feat.
Phonte of Little Brother
singing "5 O'Clock"]

♪ Now this is dedicated
to that little piece of mind ♪

♪ That you find every day.. ♪

Is all this really necessary?

Yes. Dex, I have every member

of the district
coming here today.

'I have ward leaders
and clergy'

'most of them
expecting'

more than just a free meal.

I'm not paying for votes.

'Then, you need to
convince them to support you.'

Dex, champagne's
gonna help with that.

I should be out on the corner,
not kissing political ass.

You need to do both.

Dex, look,
I think that you

actually have a shot here, okay,
so just straighten this tie

and put on a smile.

It's only gonna hurt a little.

What's going on?

Warren Wilson..

I'm Lieutenant Doherty.

This is notification
that you're shut down

for health violations
pending review.

The inspector
was here two months ago.

There weren't any problems.

You'll have to
take that up with

the Health
Department, assuming

you have a liquor license.

We're hosting a private
party here tonight

expecting 150 guests.

Not anymore, building's
only zoned for 70.

'Oh, are you the
fire marshal, too'

or just Boone's
hatchet man?

Cassie, it's okay.

He's only doing
what he's told.

Isn't that right,
lieutenant?

'Send the rich boy home.'

'Vote Grover Boone.'

'He stands alone.'

'Send the rich boy home.'

'Vote Grover Boone.'

'He stands alone.'

Boone is like any
other gangster in the street.

He's got muscle, too..

...only they wear badges.

Now I know you're
still using, Victor.

Saying a cop did
Dex Collins, huh?

Saying if Boone
wanted Dex done

he'd be done.

- You fill in the blanks.
- Yeah, we'll do that.

You remember how the rest
of this goes.

Came up in the department
with Pat Doherty.

He's never served a day
of street duty.

- Desk jockey, huh?
- Political operator.

Goes lieutenant to deputy
commissioner in two years.

- Hitched his wagon to Boone.
- Not just him.

Health Department closes
Warren's restaurant in '05.

He files a complaint
that gets thrown out.

Electricity's shut down
in his house the next day.

Yeah, Boone takes
no prisoners.

He's not all bad. Hires cops to
moonlight for him.

Speaks up for us
at city hall.

And then condemns us
on the 5 o'clock news

when it hits the fan.

'This election
got ugly.'

Dex's campaign office
was broken into

volunteers harassed.

Maybe someone went too far.

Making extra points for
taking out the competition.

Meeting with Warren,
see if he remembers

any rabid Boone supporters.

Gonna contact Boone, too.

That's a hornet's
nest, Scotty.

I'll handle Boone.

You sold the guns
on the street

filed a false report.

Not the first
time, either.

You got a whole
side business going.

'Ain't that right?'

I don't recall.

Listen, Ray.

It's Jay.

Right, Jay.

I pulled the other reports
you filed.

I got 'em right here.

Uh...somewhere.

Hang on a second.
I know that..

Was it yesterday..

Seven handguns
in Delaware in 2002.

'12 in Jersey
the next year.'

I got bad luck.

Don't know the half of it.

One of your guns was used
in the shooting of a policeman.

'Another wounded a
little girl on a playground.'

Now, I'm a cop and a mom, Jay.

You've pissed me off
twice already.

Then, there's Dex Collins.

'Sold the gun
to the killer.'

That's conspiracy.

- Prove it.
- That's why the DA's here, Jay.

To be honest, I'm not that
good a lawyer.

ADD, you know?
Makes it hard.

That's why I work this crap job.

Oh, here we go,
okay, so..

The report says that the guns

were stolen
from your mother's house

so even when we prove
this false and we will

any half-assed public
defender's gonna say

that we can't
connect it to you

'so what I'm
proposing is--'

So I can go.

Yeah..

...but Mom's gonna
have to stay.

Like you're gonna arrest
an old lady.

You see, Ray, not only
are we arresting her

but, uh..

...we're gonna
convict her, too.

Hey, Mrs. Quincy. Your old
lady's gonna spend

the rest of her life
in a cage thinking one thing

my son did this to me.

It was a Dominican guy.

Hangs out at the hardware depot.

Jorge Gonzalez.

'Okay?'

Anything else?

Yeah, you gonna drink that?

You should have
called first, John.

Yeah, would he
have called back?

This is about
Dex Collins?

I'm looking for
a list of supporters

from the last campaign.

Never gonna happen.

You impeding
an investigation?

I'm looking out
for you, John.

Look, Boone is just gonna
refer you to his attorney.

Then, he's gonna call
the commissioner

and have you transferred
to the motor pool.

We did a thorough job on
this case three years ago.

Dex Collins was killed
buying dope.

Except you didn't find the doer.

He was probably
dead too

community service murder.

You don't wanna
start a riot in the streets

by stirring this up.

You worried about
a riot in the streets?

- Or a riot in city hall?
- Both.

So, Boone is refusing
to cooperate?

Did I say that?

Come on, John, relax,
we're working

the same job here.

I do police work, Pat.

Not exactly sure what you do.

Councilman Boone.

Good to see you,
Lieutenant.

'Sorry I can't talk.'

Do it again real soon.

'You paid a big price
supporting Dexter Collins'

during the election

going against
the Boone machine.

Yeah, it was
tough for a while.

No income,
three daughters.

Worked 12 hours
a day for Dex

then bartended at a club
after hours just to get by.

But back in business
now, though.

Boone cooled off
after Dex died.

Think it was one
of Boone's people?

Got overenthusiastic,
went after Dex?

Well, everybody
was kind of crazy.

You know, bricks were
thrown, tires slashed

but the worst damage
we did to ourselves.

- What does that mean?
- We were doing well in polls.

But, uh, flat broke.

The big donors were afraid
of alienating Boone

so we got into bed
with the wrong people.

You're saying
it was one of Dex's own

supporters who took him out?

I'm saying,
you lie down with dogs..

He's here. Mulwrey is here.
He's, five steps behind me.

I thought
you were pitching him.

But he said that
he wanted to meet you.

Dex, this guy is big money,
and he is no bull, okay?

We are one minute away

from having our
phones repossessed

so, please don't
piss him off, okay?

Don't preach to him.
Just be normal, okay?

We need this.

Mr. Mulwrey, um..

Why don't you, uh,
come into my office?

- Mr. Mulwrey?
- I've heard enough.

You're my guy. Just maybe
consider some real shoes.

Oh, my God!

There was 50 grand
easy in that case.

Street money.
What did Mulwrey want in return?

He was lobbying city hall

to redevelop
the Chandler Housing Projects.

Would have displaced
hundreds of poor residents.

Dex spoke out against that
during the campaign.

Mulwrey figured
he'd buy Dex's silence.

But the next day, Dex
held a press conference

denouncing the Chandler redevelopment.

So Dex takes the man's money
and screws him a day later.

Mulwrey comes out
of the construction business.

Waste management.

Plays by
different rules.

You hit him, he hits back.

With a vengeance.

'Closing it up now.'

This used to be the Chandler
Housing Project, right?

Pulled that eyesore down
three years ago.

Feels good to give back.

I'm sure you
relocated all the people

who got displaced, too.

The city contracted me
to redevelop here.

Yeah, 'cause
you paid 'em off.

But not everyone toed the line.
Dex Collins, for example.

'Gave him a lot
of money to back off.'

Only he screwed you to the wall
with a press conference.

Almost ended this cash cow.

It's called the cost
of doing business.

As you can see,
I ended up on top.

And Dex ended up dead.

Dex and I were straight.

First time in the history
of Philly politics

that a candidate actually
gave money back.

Dex returned
the 50 grand?

Guy was sincere,
I'll give him that.

But a bit too naive
for his own good.

Because he was on
the up-and-up?

Because he didn't know
that his campaign manager

was taking cash from everyone

and putting it on the street.

Cassie Michaels told us

they never took a penny
of street money.

Well, then she lied.

I don't care
how charismatic you are.

In ward politics

the bosses don't lift a finger
without getting paid.

Cassie went behind his back?

The guy ran his whole campaign
on doing things different.

He just didn't know
what the other hand was doing.

So, he gave you
your money back?

'Figured he found out
what she was up to.'

Isn't that why
he fired her?

What's up with
this new DA?

Waiting half
an hour to start

lineup for our
straw purchaser Quincy.

Bell's nowhere.
Who is this jackass anyway?

Bell's good people.
His dad was a cop.

Killed in the line.

Car broke down.

Hey.

Recognize any
of them, Jay?

Hard to say.
They all look alike.

'Let's pretend
for a minute that'

your mom's life
depended on it

because it
kinda does.

'Number four.'

Wasn't hard to say,
after all.

You held back
about the street money.

Dex wasn't taking it,
but you were.

Well, I was doing my job.

That how Dex saw it?

- 'Goin' behind his back.'
- Yeah, he understood.

That why he let you go?

I was good at my job..

...and he knew that.

'Well, it was more
than that.'

I did some background
on you two.

You met at Yale.

- Shared an apartment.
- Yeah, we were friends.

With benefits, right?

'But the relationship changed.'

We went in different directions.

Yet you drop
everything when he calls.

Okay, what do
you want me to say?

You want me to say that I still
had a thing for Dex?

So what if I did?

It had to be tough.

Him wanting you in his camp,
just not on his arm.

Not in his
neighborhood at least.

You know, in my
experience

top motives for murder

love and money.

- I didn't kill Dex.
- 'Which was worse, Cassie?'

Getting fired or dumped?

I was protecting him
from himself.

'Dex was a saint.'

But he never understood.

Saints don't win elections.

We are about to take down
the most powerful member

of the city council,
that wouldn't happen

without street money.

You don't get it, Cass.

It doesn't count if we
play by their rules.

Says who?
Where is it written

that Dex Collins
can't work the system?

The system's broken.

I am trying to show people
we don't need it anymore.

Your ideals are nothing
if you lose. They're nothing.

'That is why I'm here.'

Because I keep you grounded.

I put you in the game.

I didn't ask you to.

'You think
you've done this alone?'

If it wasn't for me,
you would still be

the most popular activist
on Sixth Street.

Instead, you..

...are a political presence.

Just imagine
what we can do.

You can't be a part
of this anymore.

There's a reporter on the phone
from the Inquirer.

Wants a comment from Dex
about a story for tomorrow.

Has to do with June 13, 1987.

I'm sorry, is that
supposed to mean something?

'What did the reporter have?'

He never said.

Dex kept things from me, too.

And a day later, he was dead.

'Yeah, that's not
good enough.'

Cassie, you were
his campaign manager.

His friend. You saying
you never found out?

Yeah.

Unfortunately, I did.

I've been meaning to tell you
how much I admired your son.

Of course
no one's perfect.

'Cause in 1987

Dex was arrested
for dealing drugs.

Just like the rest,
looking to bring my son down.

I'm looking for the truth.
Why didn't you tell me?

It would have given you
an excuse to walk away.

You owe Dex more than just
sitting vigil for him.

Tell me what happened.

Cops come to my house
one morning.

Say they busted Dex

for slinging dope
the night before.

I said, no, sir, not my son.

You must have got it wrong.

But they were right.

13-years-old..

...and they got him in lockup.

Judge suspended the charges
because of my boy's academics.

Yeah, I did everything I could
to keep him off the street.

Street still killed him
in the end.

'Juvenile record's sealed'

but a reporter
found out anyway.

Any idea who else
could have told him, Ronnie?

Oh, yeah.

'Dex's juvenile record.'

'Picked up for distribution'

of cocaine, June '87.

Were you with him.
Dex got off.

His father made a deal.

Sent him away
to a fancy school.

'But not you, Victor.'

Nah, I took the full hit.

Now, 24 months at Glen Mills
Youth Detention Center.

These records are sealed.
Public has no access to them.

So tell me how the "Inquirer"
found out about it.

You charging me?

Only other person
who'd remember.

Only one who can
confirm it, you.

Charge me,
if you're gonna charge me.

Call Boone,
tell him the job's done.

Oh, you think
I answer to Boone?

You police, ain't you?

I answer to him.

You were pissed
at Dex for dodging

the bullet
all those years ago.

Making something of himself.

- He gave me a second chance.
- 'Right.'

As his errand boy.

What else was I good for?

Exactly. You were
nothing but a thug.

You thought you'd take him
down a notch.

Remind everyone exactly
what street Dex comes from.

But what I can't
figure out, Victor

why you had to shoot him, too.

I was so high that night
I barely remember

what was happening.

Go the hell away!

Look, I told you. I..

'Damn, I thought you was
a reporter.'

Where have you been?

I'm in here,
not feeling too good.

♪ What it is ♪

♪ See me want me
get me touch me.. ♪

Any more?

Look, I ain't ever had nobody
looking out for me.

Hey, drop
that self-pity routine.

The reporter just came.

They wanted me to know
about what happened between us

back in the day, you know?

I didn't say anything
but they gave me money anyway.

Doesn't matter, Victor.

I said nothing. I don't even
know how they found out.

It was Boone.

Someone slipped these
under my door this morning.

'Thought it was you.'

Boone keeps pushing and pushing.

I'm sick of it.

- This ends tonight.
- What are you gonna do?

Talk to Boone.

He's got dirt on me,
and I've got dirt on him.

The photo showed Boone
with a woman?

Stripper from
the Oasis Club.

He was doing her for months
while his wife was sick

and dying in the hospital.

A man of the people, my ass.

When exactly did Dex go
to see Boone?

A few hours
before he died.

And you never told?

A guy like Dex.

High-profile, respected.

Gunned down like a dog.

What do you think
they'll do to a guy like me?

Patrick.

They're towing my damn car.

Jeez.

Hey!

Where did you find a parking
employee with the balls

to tow my car?

You've got your people,
I've got mine.

Let's talk about Dex Collins.

Why would I do that?

Because Doherty's
wife works

admin at a juvenile court.

You had her look
into Dex's sealed record

'leak it to "The Inquirer."'

You can do better than that.

I also have a witness

placing you with Dex
the night he was murdered.

Maybe I should
call my lawyers.

Well, then we're talking
headlines, Grover.

Being a suspect in
a murder investigation

doesn't really help when you're
making a run at mayor.

You know, I never knew you
to be political, John.

If you'd played ball
a few years ago

you'd be head
of the department now.

This isn't politics.

Everything's politics.

But since I like you

I'm gonna give you
ten minutes.

Ask your questions.

Dex came to you
the night he died.

He had some photographs.

'I was expecting
a showdown.'

But the boy had a way
of surprising you.

You had a..

'...tough day
in the press.'

'It's only gonna
get tougher.'

Unless, if you've come
to surrender.

You should probably
avoid the Oasis Club.

At least while your wife's
in the hospital.

Hmm, that's like telling
a dog not to bark.

Everyone has something.

Even you.

Let me tell my wife first.

I don't want her
to see this in the news.

I'm giving these back to you.

We're wasting time
beating each other to a pulp.

And what do you propose?

'You kill the newspaper story'

I kill the photos,
no more smear jobs.

How do I know
there aren't more copies?

You don't. So let's be
the good guys, Grover.

I absolutely underestimated you.

You know, if the roles
were reversed

I wouldn't pay you the courtesy.

I know.

So why are you doing it?

'Cause I'm gonna
beat you anyway.

All my years in politics,
I never met anyone like him.

Kinda wish
he was still around.

It would've
made life interesting.

You couldn't last 30 years
on the city council

without knowing your enemies.

You ever find out
who took the photos?

No one in my campaign.

I'm curious, Grover,
if Dex had lived

would you have killed
the news story?

Looks like your
ten minutes are up.

We'll do it again real soon.

Something kicked up
on your suspect

from the lineup,
Jorge Gomez.

Turns out this isn't
his first arrest.

I ran his name,
no felonies.

But he's got
a misdemeanor.

Drunk and
disorderly in '04.

Held overnight on $500 bail.

His boss at the time
bailed him out.

His boss?

Owner of the Diamond Diner.

You're no career criminal,
Warren.

'If you were,
you wouldn't ask'

three other employees
where to buy a gun

before Jorge Gomez.

Or you'd have thought
to toss it in the Schuylkill.

Not in a drain pipe
half a block from Dex's body.

'Checked your story
for that night.'

Bartending at the Oasis.

But the manager says
you clocked you out early.

Alibi's shot, got you with the
gun, it's premeditated murder.

You're looking at life.

That gun was for protection.

That's not how you used it.

'The thing
about the Oasis Club?'

That's where those blackmail
photos of Boone were taken.

See, what I don't get,
why put your neck out

for Dex taking those photos,
then get a gun to kill him?

That's not how it happened.

'You're gonna have to explain
it to us then, Warren.'

So we can help you.

Give us something for the DA.

Do 20 years instead.

Get some time with your
family at the other end.

I got a right
to support a candidate

without being harassed.

Sure,
as long as it's Boone.

'Yeah, but Boone put
the screws to you.'

He used everything
in his arsenal

the health department,
even the cops.

He was out for blood.

He had people watching me.

- It's why I got the gun.
- 'Sure.'

Position you were in

I'd have done the same.

I mean, all that rage

but why take it
out on the wrong guy?

This epic dogfight
between him and Boone

and you're caught
in the middle.

'Over your head.'

I mean, I couldn't
think straight.

I couldn't sleep anymore.

And Dex wouldn't..

'What? What happened?'

What made you turn?

All that talk about
looking in the mirror

seeing faith,
that was powerful stuff.

That's what hooked you
onto Dex, right?

So let me ask you

when you look
in the mirror now..

Go on.

What do you see?

I see Dex.

- Whoo!
- 'Dex.'

There you are.

'Where have you been?'

Look at this.

No dealers.
No buyers.

Boone had the cops
sweep the block.

'Today, Sixth Street.'

Tomorrow, Seventh, the Eighth

- The whole district--
- What happened with Boone?

I wish I could've seen his face
when he got those photos.

It was you?

You're messing with
the wrong guy, Warren.

That's why I got this.

Anyway, who cares?

We are gonna win now!

Dex..

You didn't use the photos?

'We don't have
a chance without 'em.'

Look, we're in a dead
heat right now.

But if we don't pull it out this
time, we'll get him next time.

Next time
is four years from now.

I don't have four weeks!

Boone's taken my restaurant.

I can't pay my bills.

Now what's he gonna do
to me when you lose?

Warren, I guarantee you,
he stays away.

You cut a deal.

'What'd Boone offer?'

Clean up your street?

Run you in another district?

Or was it a straight-up payoff?

No, it's not like that.

'I should've known.'

You're just like the rest.
All crooks!

- Sellouts!
- Warren, for God's sake--

And I'm the one who gets
screwed!

Listen, man!

♪ Keep looking
through the windowpane ♪

♪ Just trying to see
through the pouring rain ♪

♪ It's hearing your name ♪

♪ Hearing your name ♪

♪ I really never felt
quite the same ♪

♪ Since I lost
what I had to gain ♪

♪ No one to blame
no one to blame ♪

♪ It seems to me ♪

♪ Can't turn back
the hands of time ♪

♪ Oh it seems to me ♪

♪ Can't turn back
the hands of time ♪

♪ Mm hmm hmm
mm hmm hmm ♪

♪ Mm hmm hmm
mm hmm hmm ♪

♪ Keep looking
through the windowpane ♪

♪ Just trying to see
through the pouring rain ♪

♪ It's hearing your name ♪

♪ Hearing your name ♪

♪ I really never felt
quite the same ♪

♪ Since I lost
what I had to gain ♪

♪ No one to blame
no one to blame ♪

♪ It seems to me ♪

♪ Can't turn back
the hands of time ♪

♪ Oh it seems to me ♪

♪ Can't turn back
the hands of time ♪

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