All language subtitles for Wiseguy S04 E09 Changing Houses 1080p AC3 BluRay x264 (1)

(intense instrumental music)

(pager beeping)

(school bell ringing)

- Yo!

Hey, Connie.

Get out of here, this
ain't for you, girl.

- Angel, you should be
ashamed of yourself.

- Hey, slow down, girl.

You want to burn some coal?

- Hey, chichi.

You keep chilling you
going to be dealing.

- Hey guys, leave her alone.

- Almost out on the
train on your mom.

- You going to tell the
man on us now, chichi?

(doorbell buzz)

- It's Consuelo.

- Hi, Connie.

- Hi.

- Hey listen, I just got
off the phone with Han

with special ed

and he said if you put in

he can get you approved

for the college pre-med
courses in the spring.

- Thank you, Mr. Diaz.

(car window crashing)
(car alarm wailing)

- Dammit, that's my car.

Hey!

Hey, what's going on?

Hey, that's my car.

Get away, what are you...

(screams)

- Come here.

You get skinny butt over here!

(gunshots)

Let's book!

- Anton Scalese is this
year's olive oil poster boy.

The two blown cases in NYC

gave him six months
of press coverage.

I've got a Nielsen sheet
in there somewhere.

This shark actually
has a TV queue.

He's between Richard
Widmark and Sally Struthers.

You can find his picture
in this press kit.

He's investing in a lot
of legitimate stuff.

He has an umbrella
corporation called

Hartford Hanover
Investment Corporation HHI,

known an investment
circles as high C.

They are conservative
and picking up steam.

But on the crime front,
Scalese is getting squeezed.

Colombians are
dealing the cocaine

while the Chinese are muscling
most of the heroin traffic,

leaving Anton with off
track and some vice action.

Pornography and the edges of
the cocaine and heroin traffic.

I think that behind this
handsome blue-eyed face

is a desperate man

and desperate men make mistakes.

I'd like to work him.

- Well, whatever.

I'm the guy that's gonna have
to sell this to the RD so...

Well, Michael hasn't
said anything.

What do you think, Santana?

Can you handle this?

- I'm sorry. What?

- He's so interested, he's
not even paying attention.

- No, no, I'm just...

For the last I've been feeling
really strange, I don't know.

I just feel like a shadow walked
over my grave or something.

Weird.

- Santana, your brother-in-law
is on the phone.

He says it's important.

- Nurse.

I'm Connie Burns' uncle.

How is she?

- They're just taking her
to a room, I don't know.

- Where's her mother?

- Well they gave her something.

She started screaming.

She's in there, she's
under a sedative.

- Michael?

Is she okay?

Is she okay?

Is she going to be okay?

- Just close your eyes.

They're doing
everything they can.

- [Consuelo] I always knew
it wasn't true, Uncle Mike.

Even when it was on the news

and all those important
people were saying it,

I always knew it wasn't true.

You took me to
find my first dog.

I know how much you care.

I've always looked up to you.

- Okay, okay, keep
it out of there.

Damn it, I can't see if you
drop the flap, peel it back.

Hold it there.

- Your mother won't talk to me.

She doesn't believe
in me anymore.

You're the only one
who's never left me.

- My mother wants
memories without pain.

It almost never
works that way but

it's her way of protecting us.

- More oxygen, I
need more oxygen.

- [Consuelo] Don't ever
go away, Uncle Mike,

'cause I miss you too much.

- How could I ever
leave you, huh?

Just don't ever leave me.

Promise me you'll
never leave me.

- I promise.

(machine beeping)

- Okay, let's defibrillate.

Clear.

Again. Clear.

Mr. Burns.

- No.

Her father is on a plane on
his way here, I'm her uncle.

How is she?

- Well, we lost her
for about four minutes

but we got her heart going again

and we did the best we could.

I removed a couple
of bullet fragments

from the basal ganglia
the left hemisphere,

that's about here.

Now that shouldn't,

shouldn't affect her
learning or her speech

but it might impair her sight.

The bigger problem is brain
trauma to the cerebral cortex

which could cause
swelling and perhaps

paralysis down on the
left side of her body.

We'll know more when she
starts to come around.

- When will that be?

- Well, it could be
hours, could be months.

- Or never?

- [Dr. Klein] Right now it's
in the hands of the Lord.

- Media machines planting the
flag for the 6 o'clock news.

Look at that Mayor Flanagan
making promises he can't keep.

Well you know what
we're seeing here

is the Mossy Flanagan
mobile news show.

- I promise you,

I'll find out who
killed Arturo Diaz

and put this beautiful
little girl in the hospital.

We will correct the surge
of violence in our schools

and that is my pledge for my
next four years in office.

- God bless Art Diaz.

Let's get somebody down there

who can kick ass and take names.

- Well the applications
for this position

have not been spirited.

As a matter of fact
since Arturo got murdered

we've had two resignations.

Jesse, I know you're
getting started

in your literary magazine,
but I have to ask.

When you were principal

that school was
seventh in the state.

40% of the senior class
went on to college.

- When I was principal it
wasn't a ghetto school.

We had kids from
all races there.

We worked and played together,
learning from each other.

Things are different now.

Since the mayor
gerrymandered the district,

we don't have cheerleaders
at RFK, we have strawberries.

There's no band.

All of the instruments have
been stolen and hocked.

There are more beepers going
off in those classrooms

than in the doctors
lounge at County General.

RFK is not a place to
learn math and English

is a place to do business.

It's not a school, it's a turf.

- Then you won't take the job?

Even on a temporary basis.

- Oh, I don't
know, I don't know.

I don't know.

It depends on all of you.

- How?

What can we do?

- You can stand behind me.

If I agree to go down
there, I'm gonna need help.

If I ask for something,
I'll want it.

Cops in the parking lots,
metal detectors, computers,

band equipment--

- How about Arnold
Schwarzenegger?

- Him too.

- They cause me a pile
of dead presidents.

You lose my beepers, you're
gonna get a trip to the home.

You two!

What I gotta do?

Give you IQ tests?

You gotta kill the person
want to take his ride.

Maybe I got to start
giving everybody IQ tests.

My business is business
and Tommy "Bus" Baker,

he know how to TCB.

Dig it?

Now since Devon lost his,

we're going to
give this to Angel.

You ain't no watching no more.

Now you're a dealer.

These old G's gonna
watch for you.

You've got the grass,

you make the cash.

It's that simple.

Where's the ride?

You two invalent ain't still
driving it around I hope.

- We torched and ditched it
a couple miles south of here.

- From now on, we get
meaner and cleaner.

Say hallelujah and
book out of here.

- Boy sometimes if
weren't for dumb luck,

we wouldn't have
any luck at all.

- I'm sorry, Michael, I
don't know what to say.

- I need to take
some time off, Hill.

I need time to get it together.

- Time to get it together?

- Yeah.

I want to stay at the hospital,
keep an eye on Connie.

- That's why you
called the lifeguard

to ask him to ride
the police band.

That's why you took
the RFK yearbook

out of your nieces room,

ask him to run every
name through the computer

with a red flag up for drug
and auto theft priors and OG's.

- OG's?

- Old gangbangers.

Now this doesn't sound much
like a guy taking time off

to get it together, do it?

You got to back off of this.

Now I know what you're
feeling, you love her.

But the chances you screwing up

because you're
emotionally involved,

there off the probability chart.

You've got to sit this
one out, you gotta.

- Oh yeah?

I saw you sitting out the
Terranova disappearance.

You're a magnificent example
of self-restraint and control.

- What?

Hey, I saw that coming.

It doesn't make him right.

Well me either.

- Someone's got to stay
close to him, Frank.

(speaking in foreign language)

- What's the matter with you?

(pager beeping)

- [Man] Who is this guy, huh?

- Don't leave me, honey.

Please don't leave me.

I'm gonna get whoever did this,

but you gotta promise
not to leave me.

You're a friend of hers?

- Yeah, from high school,
since the first grade.

- Can I have your
attention please?

Can I have your
attention please?

(fires gun)

Now sit down before
I come out there

and knock somebody down.

I call this assembly to order.

My name is Jesse Hains.

I went to school here.

I played football and
basketball here, I taught here.

And six years ago I
was the principal here.

And it has become my misfortune

to become your principal again.

I am not a nice guy.

I have no room in my
heart for drug dealers.

So if you are a drug dealer,
get the hell out of my school.

There will be no second warning.

Students from RFK are
allowed pencils, rulers,

pens and protractors,
pencil boxes and computers,

that will be all of the
additional armament allowed.

From this morning on,
there will be no beepers,

no switchblades, zaps or
firearms allowed in this school

or on this campus.

On this campus you have
no constitutional rights.

That means that you are
subjected to personal searches.

Refusal to allow a search
will result in suspension.

Sounds like fun?

No.

On the subject of
dress and hygiene.

As I look out over this room

I get the feeling that
I'm talking to extras

in a Madonna video.

As of tomorrow we will
have a new dress code.

Everybody will be
clean with washed hair.

And that's probably enough
bad news for one day.

In the good news department,

we're getting new instruments.

We're having a practice for
the band tomorrow afternoon.

Also anybody interested in
athletics or science or drama

or any other activities
after school,

we will meet here at
3:30 this afternoon.

Any questions?

- Yeah.

How long you figure
you're gonna live?

- I'm planning to live past 80.

Let me ask you a question.

- Knock yourself out.

- Are you armed?

- Nah.

- Stand up, please.

- What are you doing, man?

- If you're carrying
a gun, give it to me.

- You touch me and
you're dead, sucker.

- This thing better shoot water

or you're on your
way home, mister.

- You show up again I'm
turning you over the police,

you've got it?

- You're dead.

- Hey, that could happen
to anyone, even you.

- Great, just great.

But pulling that
gun on a student,

you probably won't last long.

- Oh, it's just
school equipment.

It's not a gun from
coach Logan's office.

Since Mr. Loffler resigned,

I'm going to be
teaching this class.

Now the one thing all of
these Greek heroes shared

was the concept of hubris.

That was the wanton
insolence or arrogance

resulting in excess
pride or passion.

Now there are some
of you in this school

who have a little bit of hubris.

Like the guy I threw out
of assembly this morning.

Well, how about Reggie
Jackson or Jimmy Connors?

It doesn't have to be bad.

Sometimes believing in yourself,

having a little bit of
pride and self confidence

can be a good thing.

But sometimes it can destroy
you like it did King Rex.

Thebes was a place in Greece.

It could be a lot like
New Jersey here today.

And Oedipus Rex was kind of like

the guy who ran
things, a gang guy,

but he's got his problems.

People are getting sick
in the neighborhood,

real sick and dying.

Like if there was
maybe some kind of

bad water in the reservoir.

- Or like bad heroin
on the streets

that ain't been stepped on.

- Right.

(pager beeping)

Probably your mom calling
you home early for dinner.

- Yeah, probably.

- Give it to me.

Give it to me.

Wait here.

(phone rings)

- Okay, little pup.

Pick up the ounces in number 33.

Get them to over 27.

- I don't know who you are,

but I'm gonna give
you a warning.

Keep your drug pushers
out of my school

or I'm gonna find
out who you are

and come after you personally.

(slams phone)

- Who is that?

(screaming indistinctly)

- Can I help you?

- I don't think so.

- Let me, I insist.

- Insist all you want.

I don't want, I
don't want any help.

- I call the cops.

- I'm Michael Santana,
I'm Connie Burns' uncle.

- Michael Santana.

You're in the drug business.

- What?

My picture in the
post office already?

- I got it from the police
report on your nieces assault.

It was mentioned in there

that she was the niece
of Michael Santana,

a man who has Latin
drug connections.

I got a problem
with drug dealers.

So why don't you get going
while you can still walk.

- I love my niece.

- Yeah, you loved your niece

but you're willing to
sell that poison to mine.

Get out of here.

I got deals going
down in the toilet.

I got a fresh murder in the quad

and I got these things
going off in my classroom.

And now I got to you
in the parking lot,

I'm losing my patience.

So why don't you get out of here

before I put my fist
upside your head.

- Hey, I'm not looking
to fight with you.

I'm just trying to find
out who shot my niece.

I figured there was a drug
dealer as your witnessed.

And these cars don't
belong to movie stars.

- Goodbye, Mr. Santana.

And if I see you again, I'm
gonna have you arrested.

- You know if you'd
have been here before

maybe none of this
would have happened.

Good luck.

(pager beeping)

(buzz)

- [Bill] Long's Bookstore,
this is Bill speaking.

- ID and code 8705.

- How are you doing, Michael?

I'm sorry about your niece.

How is she?

- Still alive,
still unconscious.

- I'm still on his
highschool yearbook,

but I got to pick my spots
to run it, it's 500 names.

- Yeah, well I got
another thing, Uncle Bill.

I need this right away.

- All right, shoot.

- I got a beeper made
by Lit Back Industries.

Serial number 23488790.

I need to know who
owns this puppy.

- [Bill] All right,
where are you?

- My current office
is a payphone.

Phone number 555-6774.

- Stay put.

I'll be back to you in 10.

- I'll call the police.

- I'm, I'm sorry, do
you have an appointment?

- Now you do.

Come on, let's go.

- What?

Where?

Are you kidnapping me?

What is this?

- See this?

This beeper is supplied by you.

It's being used to push drugs
in the local high school.

- Come on, I'm no drug dealer.

I supply communications
equipments,

beepers, cellular phones,
I rent that stuff.

I don't know what happens to it

or how it's used
after I rent it.

- So a guy walks in here
who can't speak English,

dripping gold, with a
personality of a wooden chair,

he wants to rent
50, 100 beepers,

what do you think he is?

The administrator of a hospital?

- Look, what they do with the
stuff it's not of my doing.

- Oh, no?

Come here, I'm going
to show you something.

Come on.

- Are you kidnapping me?

- I'm asking you,

I'm begging you for 20
minutes of your time.

At least you should be aware
the machine you're feeding.

Come on.

- I have to go to sales...

- This is more important.

- [Man] Who is she?

- Her name is Consuelo.

She was a straight-A student.

She loved her life.

She could laugh, she
could tell jokes.

She wanted to be a doctor.

They dug one ounce of lead

out of the soft gray
matter in her brain.

She may never wake up.

If she does, she may
be blind or paralyzed,

but you don't have
anything to do with this.

You just rent those
little beepers

to guys who do with
them what they want.

You're okay...

You got kids?

- Yeah.

- These yours?

They're healthy?

Good.

She may never wake up.

- I'm sorry.

She's yours, wasn't she?

- Do something.

Help me.

- His name is Tommy
Baker, they call him Bus.

I'm sorry.

I can see how much you love her.

- Life's a bitch.

- In the wake of
Tuesday's shootings

Robert F. Kennedy High School

has undergone a
massive transition

with equipment and procedures

reminiscent of Middle
Eastern airport security.

New principal Jesse
Hains has instituted

what can only be described
as martial law at RFK.

- You get out of here.

And I don't want to see your
face around here anymore.

- This thing is made to order.

He's the BOE's choice,
but we're claiming him.

This guy is like
something out of a

Crime Busters comic book.

You got his stats there?

He was principal
before for six years.

Real hands-on administrator,

that's why you picked him.

- Right, a war
heroes, Silver Star--

- Bronze Star, two clusters,
just keep it short.

You got those
30-second sound bites

I gave you the ones Mary wrote?

- This is the first step in
a march for better education.

- I like that Shakespearean
quote you found.

Do try to slip that in.

Sandy Wong is doing it for WDOL.

Now she beats you up, go over
that Melissa Anderson story,

so she might turn nasty--

- That rice propelled bitch.

She broke this story, if
it hadn't been for her--

- Mossy, just stay calm.

- This is Sandy Wong in
front of RFK High School.

- This is exactly what I've
been looking for, Jesse.

(laughs)

- Okay Rod, we're hot.

Just some B-roll and tell
Mark to roll the sound.

- I told Chief Lanier

that I had to have these metal
detectors here immediately.

I'm glad they got here so soon.

- Yeah, thanks.

- Listen Jesse, you
don't mind doing

a little stand-up
with me here, do you?

- Well I...

Sure.

- All right, are you guys ready?

You rolling?

- Yeah, rolling.

- Okay.

I said I was gonna get
tough and I meant it.

We have drug lords in our city,

I suppose that's inevitable.

But do we need to
tolerate it in our schools

and I say, "Not in my schools."

And to that end I've
appointed Jesse Hains

to be the new principal at RFK.

Now when Jesse
was principal here

before this school was one
of the best in the state.

He's a war hero.

Bronze Star, two
oak leaf clusters.

I want to reintroduce you
to the man I've chosen

to take this first step in
a march to better education

in our inner-city school.

- Thank you.

Pride and self-worth should
be every child's privilege

and we have the
absolute responsibility

of protecting and nurturing it.

But you can't teach English
and history in a battle zone.

The mayor has allowed
me to have this post

but I want to tell
you something,

he helped create the
problem I'm trying to solve.

When I was principal here

this wasn't classified
as a inner-city school.

But Mayor Flanagan redrew the
City School District on a map.

This district looks like
a six legged octopus,

tentacles reaching
out into every

low income and poverty
area in the city.

But we have now more
children from broken homes,

more poverty and
starvation cases,

higher levels of
disease and violence,

all of it cleverly grouped
into this one school

to feed on itself and
to fester and multiply.

Robert F. Kennedy High
School is a disaster

in public education.

I doubt if I will be
improving this disaster.

I'm sad to say, I'll
probably just be hosting it.

- Tell Allan I want to deep
background check everything.

War record, BOE time,
anything's written,

lit mags, the works.

Sports, college, this
needs to be bulletproof.

- This school is a disgrace.

Light on the
educational landscape,

in a modern
industrialized country

where we can put a billion
dollar telescope in a space,

we can't teach these
children to read.

I used to teach literature,
the Greek tragedies.

Teiresias said,

"You are the slayer of the
man who slayer you seek.

At RFK we have become
the slayer of the soul

whose soul we seek.

Unless we start saving
some souls down here

this tragedy may very
well be the end of us all.

Not bad, huh?

Knock that slimy Flanagan
right off the screen.

I set him up.

I knew when I made that
anonymous call to his office

he would blunder in like
a water buffalo he is.

- Talk about hubris.

Calm down, baby.

- All you can do, hon, is
take them on one at a time.

- Keep the machine from
marching in my parade.

He's got his hands full.

Gets his secretary pregnant,
she accuses him of doing drugs.

And he's down there
in front of my school

preaching like some
kind of a Baptist.

- Just be careful.

- What's the story?

- I want to talk to Bus Baker.

Tell him it's Michael Santana.

Get somebody to read it to you.

It says I'm trouble.

- So?

- Greetings from Colombia,

land of overnight success
and instant death.

- Yeah, sure.

It's a dying mine.

This ain't the way the
Chile chose do business.

- I'm looking for
some information.

A little girl that was
shot at RFK was my niece.

I need a name.

You should cut your
losses right now

and set me the trigger.

That way you can
keep cruising along.

If not, I'm gonna bring
some Mid-American trouble

right into your office building.

- I don't know who shot
the principal or the kid.

I like kids.

- Yeah.

This was a good deal
I was offering you.

You've got a short-sighted
business mind.

Too bad.

I'll see you around.

- Don't make it too
often, greaseball.

Call Scalese.

Tell him to run a
check on Santana.

I don't like the
feel of this guy.

He's too relaxed.

(melodious instrumental music)

(car horn honking)

(gunshots)

- You saved my life.

- Yeah.

- Move!

Come on!

- Hey man, you diss me,
we're gonna cap you!

- Dora, Dora, call the cops!

- No, no, cops, not yet.

You got a closet we
can keep them in?

- Down there.

- All right, come
on, you and you.

Move! Move!

Come with me!

No, not you, stay here.

Now you guys get
in that closet and

shut that door!

(slams door)

- Who the hell are you?

What is going on?

- Those two tried to
gun down your husband.

- Who are they?

- They're from RFK.

At least they were
until threw them up.

They're drug dealers.

- Keep an eye on
that door please.

If that opens, let me know
and get out of the way.

All right, chance of a
lifetime coming up here.

You can flip over on these two.

Tell us what you know or you
can take the ride with them.

Attempted murder of Jesse
Hains, your principal.

You get convicted, you
end up under the pile

in the trick bunk
at youth authority.

- Them guys are my homies.

Don't try mad dogging me 'cause
I ain't serving or selling.

Those guys are G's, man.

They'll kill me.

- Come out, boys.

Make it quick, 'cause one
chances is all you're gonna get!

- You're Angel
Rojas, aren't you?

I looked up your record when
I took the beeper off of you.

You used to be a
real good student.

A year ago you stopped studying.

- I ain't gonna be
flapping off to you, man.

- Your brother was Hector Rojas.

I coached him in
basketball 10 years ago.

I remember this little kid

coming to the game
with his grandmother.

That was you, right?

His brother had moves
you wouldn't believe.

And then he started
hitting the pipe,

got jumped into a gang,
got a gang name stray dog.

Came out get down robber.

Pulling stickups
at supermarkets.

Started shooting 40-40s

and died from an
overdose two years ago.

You've got a chance here, son.

These are the same guys that
ended your brother's life.

It's all a part
of the same thing.

- It ain't gonna happen, man.

- If we don't stand up now,
they're gonna get us all.

You and me and him.

- You were at the hospital,
that's where I saw you.

You were Connie's friend.

These two guys,

they're part of the same
system that put her there

in that hospital room

with the tubes
coming out her head,

machine pumping her blood.

You were her friend
and you won't help her.

(mellow instrumental music)

- My brother died,

she came every day and sat
beside me in the playground

and held my hand.

She said that Hector
was watching me and
that he loved me.

She said that nobody ever
dies they just changed houses.

They just look at you
through different windows.

I tried to tell her get away.

I tried to be a friend
but they had to shoot her

because she saw them
taking Mr. Diaz's car.

She saw them kill him.

They shot her.

I couldn't move.

I didn't do anything,
I just stood there.

I want to go and hold her hand.

Grabbed me and they
pushed me in the car.

- You can help her now, Angel.

You can help her and me.

And you can take that
50 foot jump shot

and make your brother proud.

How about it?

- This kid is scared witless,

but he wants to do
the right thing.

He can give us Bus Baker.

He was a sub distributor.

According to our witness
he's supplying crack

in six upstate New
Jersey counties,

as well as in parts of Orange

and Rockland County in New York.

Two states, that
makes it federal.

- It's pretty low level
federal prosecution.

- I need to put this kid in
the Federal Witness Program.

He lives alone with his
grandmother, she'll move.

I can't leave this
to the local blues

because Flanagan shot the
department with corruption.

There's more brown
bags here than safeway.

- I think you brought those
two gangbangers in here

because they're the ones
that shot your niece.

Now you know that this
kid is gonna give him up.

So you're trying to
set it up for him

so he can turn state's
evidence to survive.

Otherwise you don't
have the heart

to take a chance
with the kid's life.

- Geez Michael, if that's
it, why didn't you say so?

- I didn't want to ask
you to bend the rules.

- Am I such an iron maiden
you can't ask me for a favor?

- Maybe I just think I've
asked you many times.

But I need this.

- All right.

I'll file on the
two state narcotics

peddling charges right now.

We'll footnote the
murder of Diaz,

as well as the attempted
murders of Connie and Jesse.

I'll tie it all
together if I can

and we'll bring it
up in federal court.

- I get the kid in to
Witness Protection Program.

- Wait.

Thanks.

I owe you guys.

- Well there's a
fresh piece of info.

- Mr. Hains.

- Yes.

- Sy Brenner.

PCI.

That's Political
Consultants Inc.

I represent people
here in the state

who have become interested
in your possible candidacy

for the mayoral race
against Mossy Flanagan.

(laughs)

- You've got to be kidding.

- This is a result
of a telephone pole

my firm conducted here in the
city over the last two days.

You can see,

you have a high
name identification

and an extremely high
plausibility quotient.

Your positive negative
queue is through the roof.

Obviously it's result
of all the press

you've gotten around here

with the stuff you've
done in the school,

but it's something
we can build on.

- Look, Mr. Brenner, I'm an
educator not a politician,

I think you've
got the wrong man.

- I heard what you said

about the gerrymandering
of the school district.

A quote from Sophocles about

killing souls who
kill ourselves.

I know this is sort
of out of the blue

but I can put money and
influence behind you.

Democratic party machine
locally is lined up.

They want you.

If you become mayor,

you can pretty much fix
what else system, Mr. Hains.

It's all there.

They like you.

They trust you.

You could pull this off.

Give me a call.

- I know I make mistakes

and sometimes I do things
for the wrong reasons,

but this is a little girl,
she's one of your best ones.

You gotta give her
back to me, please.

I can learn to be
better from her.

(machine beeping)

- [Woman] The little girl in 301

is regaining consciousness.

- Welcome back, honey.

- Where am I?

- You're in the hospital
but you're gonna be okay.

- Where's my mama?

Where's my daddy,
where's my Uncle Michael?

- It's gonna be okay.

They got the guy that shot you.

And even though you
were unconscious

you were the one who
helped get the drug dealers

out of your school.

- You know Uncle Mike,

you always made things
sound so simple.

- Well sometimes they are.

- They never are.

When I was unconscious
I had this dream.

It was strange because
it was so real.

It's with me now as if
I'd really lived it.

- What was it about?

- You and I, we were
walking down this road

but there were no
edges on it like,

like if you walked off this
road you'd fall into space

so we had to be careful.

And we were holding
hands and then we stopped

and you looked at
me and you said,

"All that's good and all
that's bad lies on this road

"and our salvation is
how we walk along it."

- I said that?

That's pretty heavy.

I didn't know I was
such a good philosopher.

- Not good, Uncle Mike,

the best.

- I gotta talk to you.

- Come on, let's go.

I'll buy you a hotdog.

That's good.

- What, the hot dog or
me running for mayor?

- Both.

- Who the hell are you really?

- I'm Michael Santana.

- I think there are some very
dangerous people in politics.

You know a little
about politics.

You helped political office.

- What's the pay?

(chuckles)

- You're not gonna
make it easy, are you?

I need your help, Mike.

It's way over my head
but I want to go for it.

I haven't known you long.

I won't judge you, not anymore.

Help me to run for office.

Help me to win.

Help me to change things.

- All that's good and all
that's bad lies on this road

and our salvation
is how we walk it.

- Who said that?

- I did in a little girls dream.

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