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Who the fuck is this?

I called Kate.

What? Did you tell her where I am?

Yeah, I know it was you
that shot up the club.

I know that JP is your father.
And I'm your uncle.

- Uncle Tommy!
- Shit.

How long have you known?

I've been knowing for a minute.

I was just waiting
for the right time to tell you.

Right time is the
motherfucking second you knew.

Get down!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Da said Tommy Egan
is behind the whole thing.

Nah, that doesn't make any sense.

I'm gonna be putting together
a war room.

And you're telling me this why?

Because I want you there.

That's all I ever wanted, Da.

I'm hearing the Irish mob
is coming into Chicago.

I thought the Flynns was the Irish mob.

No, I mean the real Irish mob.

You know this shit gonna cut CBI
straight down the middle, though, right?

'Cause half these niggas,
they gonna go with you,

the other half gonna stay with D.

When it's all said and done,
they all gonna come to me.

We gonna rally the troops, nigga.

Get all the Dahlia for ourself.

Diamond don't seem like he feeling...

Nigga, fuck my brother!

I gotta make a call.
Be back in a second.

Sure.

I'm gonna need weapons.
I'm gonna need soldiers.

A lot of them.

We made a move once. Held up our end.

You will have our full support,
as many men as you want.

I just saw him with Mirkovic.

They're working together.

I'll never step away
from this family again.

We're gonna kill every Serb
that we can find.

Most important of all,
we're gonna kill Tommy Egan.

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Yo, Vic.

So this is what a dead
man's voice sounds like.

You know, I was actually gonna
strive for a peaceful solution.

But then you lit me up.

And a good kid's in the hospital now.

I don't know what you're talking about,

but I know you got Glo killed,
and for that you're gonna suffer.

You know I ain't
had nothing to do with that.

- You're a liar.
- You ready for a war, kid?

Oh, it's war.

This is what we came for.

Let's put this motherfucker
in the ground.

Mirkovic.

Can I ask you something?

How come nobody ever choose
the peaceful option?

Says more about you than everyone else.

Still, it felt like Vic meant that shit.

Could you use your network

and figure out who the fuck put
that hit out on me last night?

My people can get you anything you need.

Speaking of...

Yeah, it's like Christmas
for every bad boy

on Santa's naughty list.

But for right now,

just need two of your best guys.

They speak English?
'Cause this your army.

But they need to know
that I'm the general.

Y'all understand me?

See, that's that shit
that make me nervous.

I told them to get their guns
and do as you say.

And if you betray me, to kill you.

That's fair. All right, mount up.

Hey, Mirko. You know what?

In another life, me and you
could have been friends.

Let's go.

What do you want to do tonight?

Get some takeout?

I'll teach you what the kids
call movies and chill.

Mm-hmm.

Or we can just chill.

Yeah, babe, yeah.

What's going through
that head of yours, hmm?

My bad.

Sometimes, I just... I
really feel all the time

that's passed while I was inside.

Does this have anything to do

with the call you took the other day?

'Cause ever since,
you've been anywhere but here.

It's just...

it's hard for a man with my history

to just make permanent change.

And I've been struggling
with the whole...

Sit down.

Come on.

Look, you're a strong man to even try.

The person that you said
you couldn't trust anymore,

is this about them?

Something like that.

Yo, what's up?

Yo, what's up, nigga? Where you at?

I'm at the shop. Just about to close up.

All right, bet, yeah,
I'ma be there in a minute.

I need to parlay with you.

Okay, for sure.

Yeah, I'll be here.

- You gotta go.
- What?

You need to go.

What are you talking about?

What are you doing?

Diamond.

Yo, get your things.
This ain't a time to play.

- We need to go.
- Okay!

Stay close to me.

Get down, get down.

Diamond, tell me what
the fuck is going on, please.

There.

What would you have done
if I wasn't here?

What you think? I'm taking you on home.

Together we live and die
in the glory of battle.

Oh, shit, brother,
I can't bear the speech again.

Let's just drink!

Shut the fuck up! Sláinte!

Sláinte!

This is all great craic,

but we should be focused on the plan.

If your father called us in,

this Tommy Egan
must be a formidable foe.

He's an ant.

No, no, no,
he's a flea on an ant's balls.

Seems like you'd be able
to handle such a wee threat yourself.

This is my da's call.

And we've been having trouble
with the Serbians.

That call raised
a few eyebrows in Dublin.

Chicago's important to us.
We like it stable.

But with the killings
and the revenue down,

some people are beginning to ask

if your da's still up to the job.

He's as strong as he's ever been.

You tell Dublin
that things will be stable

as soon as we send Tommy Egan to hell.

Darling, what are you drinking?

Whatever you're drinking.

Two more whiskeys.

- You got it.
- I love your accent.

I've never been to the old country.

Been dying to go.

Why don't we find a quiet spot,

and I'll tell you all about it?

- You took a wrong turn, lass.
- Did I?

Thought you might want to be
alone for a taste of the homeland.

Jesus and St. Mary.

Not that Mary, the other one.

Oh, good girl. Slower.

Oh, Christ.

One down. Three to go.

Send a message.

Jesus fucking Christ.

He's bled out like a fucking pig.

What were you fuckers doing, huh?

- You in there drinking and whoring?
- _

See, this is what happens
when you underestimate Egan.

I was told this guy
wouldn't be a fucking problem.

Shut the fuck up.

-Da, I think I have a way...
-Hush.

From now on, I'm taking charge.
Cut this poor fucker down.

Hey, hey, Darnell.

It's me, your dad.

Fake-ass nigga. I know who you are.

I'm so sorry, kiddo.

This is all my fault.

I should have tried harder to be there.

I'm sorry I didn't even
recognize you outside my club.

I let you down.

- Am I gonna die?
- No, no, no, son.

It's gonna be all right.
You just-just rest.

Hey.

Why are you here?

How's he doing?

You know, in and out of it.

I knew you wasn't going nowhere,

so brought you some supplies.

Toothbrush, one of them mini kinds,

and Cheetos, Moon Pie,
and a fresh T-shirt.

I hope you like the Cubs.

Are you also trying to get me killed?

Listen, about D-Mac...

It's Darnell.

That's my son's name.

And my nephew.

Look, JP, I got to hang
with the boy for a minute

before all this shit
popped off, and he is smart.

He's smarter than me and you together,

so you know that ain't from Kate's side.

I ain't gonna let him be about
this life any more than you are.

He got a real future ahead of him.

If he has a future.

He got everything he need here.

They told me that you
took care of the bills so far.

Of course. I'ma keep doing it too.

But look.

There is a big, ugly,

bald-headed Serb posted
right outside that door.

Now, he don't speak no English,
but I think he understand it.

He is here to make sure
that nothing happens to him.

All right, okay.
Look, look, I-I need a favor.

The doctors want my medical history

and anything I have on Darnell.

There's a envelope at Miriam's
with everything.

I'm a little busy right now.

I'm a little busy too.

All right, I got you. Fuck.

All right, I'll be right back.

And Tommy.

Find out who the fuck
did this to my son.

No doubt.

Blaxton. Speak.

G, I done called
your motherfucking phone

four times, bro.

Nigga, where the fuck you at, man?

Call me back, bro.

The fuck?

God damn.

Either kill me or untie me, bro.

What the fuck? Bro, what the fuck, bro?

What the fuck?

You know what you did.
You know what you did, Blax!

That's your lungs collapsing.

Who sent you?

I ain't telling your bitch ass
shit, nigga.

Okay, okay.

Ahh!

Come on. Get your bitch ass up.

You got one chance to walk out of here.

Huh?

Tell me who sent you.

Come on. It's easy, hmm?

Come on.

Come on!

It was Jenard,
your motherfucking brother.

I just needed to hear it.

That's on me.

I should have known shit
would change when I got out.

The streets ain't change.

Your bitch ass changed.

Fuck you talking about
trying to turn your life around, nigga?

You got soft!

That's what Jenard
can't abide by, nigga.

Your ass ain't trying
to catch no more bodies.

You right, I don't.

The hell?

Fucking crackheads.

Hey!

Don't shoot, don't shoot.
This is my house.

Ma?

Tommy!

Of course you're fucking alive.

Yeah, I can say the same shit about you.

- The fuck is you doing?
- What does it look like?

Looks like you came a long way
to steal copper, lady.

That cunt Miriam hid money
in these walls.

I don't know, something
to do with "the troubles."

There's thousands hidden in here.

You gonna rob your own mother's house?

Should have seen that coming.

You can't steal from a dead woman.

Don't-don't smoke in here.

Oh, please. She smoked four packs a day.

I can still see the burns
on the countertops.

So, what?

You kill one brother,
you're here to kill the other?

I'ma add mother to that list
if you don't pack up your shit

and go back to New York.

- I want to meet JP.
- Huh.

I'll save you the trouble. He broke.

He called me!

Sounds very sweet, unlike you.

And I am hurt by who you think I am.

I'm the clown that funded
your coke habit

for the last 25 years.

Give me one of them smokes.

JP don't need none of your bullshit.

He in the hospital.

Is he okay?

With his son.

I have a grandson? Oh, my God.

Why didn't I think of that?

Of course, I mean-I mean
you never gave me one,

so I kind of gave up on the idea.

What?

You don't know what the fuck
you talking about.

I don't want you here.
They don't want you here!

This what you came here for, right?

So why don't you take it and go home?

Hey, what kind of trouble you in, Tommy?

You don't care about me.

I'm the only one who ever did.

Fuck out of here with that bullshit.

This a new life, Ma,
one that don't include you.

Tommy, Tommy.
I want to meet my grandson.

Please?

I-I-I just want to meet him.

Please? Please, Tommy, please.

I just want to meet my grandson.

Okay!

Not today, all right?

I got way more pressing shit
I gotta take care of right now.

Bye, baby.

I've heard from Dublin, Walter.

They're not happy.

No one's fucking happy.

Did you also mention to Dublin

that you were inside while Egan
was gutting your man?

Did you mention that?

We don't have time for this.
I know where he lives.

What about a bomb?

Get it in there, wait for him,

press a button, motherfucker's
all over the place, done.

That's not a good idea, son.
You're not thinking straight.

You're letting him get
in your fucking head.

Think.

You'll be waiting for him
until the snow comes, kid.

Look, Egan was bold enough
to make the first move,

which means that fucker thinks
he's well protected.

So get some information.
Find the fucking blind spot.

Tommy Egan makes Dahlia.

So I reached out
to one of my club contacts,

who happens to be meeting Tommy
at his lab in one hour.

And I have the address.

You see that, gentlemen?
That's how it's fucking done.

Good girl.

Can we trust this?

I think we need more time to plan.

You know what I fucking think?

Egan's gotta be dead.

He thinks we're on the back foot.

We go on the offensive,
crush the fucker.

I hear you, Walter.
But I'm with Vic on this one.

Oh, are you now?

Well, that's fucking great, innit?

Problem solved.

Ioan, bushwhack the motherfucker.

- Fast, dirty.
- I'm going too.

You're injured. You're a liability.

Me and the boys will go in,
make short work of it.

The last face that Tommy sees
should be mine.

For Gloria, for all of us.

- Tommy Egan's a very...
- Egan is my kill.

He has to be.

All right.

I get it.

It's yours. Take it.

Ioan.

You best make fucking sure

that my boy gets back here alive.

Game time. They're here.

About to be the 4th of July
up in this motherfucker.

'Cause Christmas is canceled.

Hurry up.

All right.

Let's light these motherfuckers up.

That shit was too easy.
Keep your eyes on the door.

Get down!

Three, two, one. Go!

Fuck, how many are there?

You shouldn't have fucking
come here, little prince.

Get the fuck up! Get up!

Come on!

So, what happened?

He was ready for us.

Ya fuck.

I fought the entire British fucking army

on the streets of Belfast
alongside your father.

And you couldn't kill one fucking rat?

He got the fucking jump on us.

You are not your father's son.

I need a minute.

What are you into with Tommy?

Nothing.

Friend told you where he was?

You got played, Claud.

This is why you don't fuck
with my side of the business.

Now our men are dead.

Yeah, well, at least I didn't get hit
while crying into a fucking bottle.

I...

I almost died tonight.

Tommy, you scared the shit out of me.

Hey, Doc.

How long 'til we get
this place up and running?

I can't even say.
It-It's filthy in here.

It's not like
we're cooking meth, you know?

This is something else. This is...

No, no, no, no, you good.
Just keep working.

- All right.
- You're all right.

We on the scoreboard,

but the odds against us are
a little bigger than I thought.

Why?

The hit after they followed
me from the count house.

I ain't get a good look at the shooters,

but that shit was a drive-by.

It's not the Horsemen's style.
These Irish dudes is military.

They tactical.

Whoever took that shot at me
and D-Mac was on some street shit.

Coming at you from all sides.

Who do you think it is?

I don't know.

But I got a theory.
I just gotta confirm it.

- What do you need me to do?
- Strap up.

We don't know
who we can trust right now.

But definitely not the Serbs

after what went down last night.

Got it.

Hey, everything all right?

- You gotta go.
- Wait. What?

Now.

Liliana, talk to me.

I've been here with Tommy before.

If he don't got use for you,
it gets dangerous.

So find somewhere
the streets don't turn to ice

and fucking run.

What about you, JP?

I'm a soldier. I chose this life.

And JP's family.

Do you understand where that leaves you?

You don't belong here, Doc.

Hey, thank you.

Ioan.

Sorry about your men.

Seems like we underestimated
our adversary.

Or we were given bad intel.

What are you saying?

You're not telling us everything
you know about Tommy.

Now, you owe me.

What was worth my brothers' lives, huh?

You're right.

There is something you're not seeing.

- The fuck is that?
- Indulge me, just a little.

See, I run the books in this family.

And I know we're showing
diminishing returns.

Yeah.

So I tried to get my da
to see the future.

It's called Dahlia. He refused.

But this is the future, isn't it?

Exactly.

And Da's not as strong as he once was.

Soon, someone new
is gonna have to take over.

Not Vic, he's weak.

No, he's not weak.

You just need to know
where he's most useful.

See, I know how to make things happen.

Dahlia's my creation.

So let's make a deal.

When the time comes,

you back me with the kingmakers
in Dublin,

and I will give you
the exclusive pipeline

for all Dahlia in Europe.

You look like an innocent flower.

But there's a fucking serpent
underneath.

You're not really my type.
Plus, we got work to do.

And I just thought of someone
who can get us to Tommy.

Can I help you with those?

Yes, please, thank you.

Hey, Doc, where we going?

Please, don't kill me.
Liliana told me to run.

And I-I just want to start
my life over again.

No, I'm not gonna hurt you,

as long as you tell me
what I want to know.

I'll tell you anything.

I just want this shit to be done.

How do I get to Tommy?
What's his weakness?

Hey, everything okay?
You keeping an eye on them?

Kate?

What are you doing here?

Holy shit.

I...

I wanted to see you.

And my grandson.

Oh, oh, okay.

It's my baby. It's you.

Now, that's how a son
should greet his mother.

I can't believe you're here.

Yeah, me neither.

Well, here I am.

Can I see my grandson?

Of course.

Oh.

He looks absolutely nothing like me.

Well, maybe a little.

Is he okay?

Uh, he's stable right now,

but they need to observe him
for the next few hours.

Did you grab those medical records?

The doctors want to see them.

Shit. Fucking Kate distracted me.

- Tommy?
- He's awake.

Oh, fuck, Tommy, get out of my way!

I need to see my grandson!

You need to see him?

'Cause a couple of hours ago,
you didn't even know he existed.

I gotta talk to him
first. Here's an idea.

Why don't you reconnect with your son?

The one that you abandoned
at two days old.

You got some 'splaining to do, Kate.

How you feeling, Skinny?

How the hell you think, man? I got shot.

What's 833 times 213?

177,429.

That sound good to me.

You see? You gonna be a'ight.

D-Mac, gotta talk to you about something

that's really important.

Think back.

Who else would know
about that counting room?

'Cause whoever shot at us had
to have followed us from there.

I don't know. Maybe... maybe Marshall.

Marshall, how? D-Mac, this is serious.

All right, let me tell you.

Jenard was paying me to follow you.

That nigga wants you dead.

So you think maybe it was CBI.

If that's the case,

that mean Diamond ain't
calling the shots no more.

Hey, Tommy, let me ask you something.

Anything.

Who the fuck is that
old white bitch outside?

That's your grandmother.

I got a old white bitch for a grandma?

Yep, and the crazy part is,

she like being called
an old white bitch,

so you keep that shit up, a'ight?

Now, get your rest.

I gotta take off.

Why? Where you going?

I some business to handle. I'll be back.

I need to run home
and grab those records.

Can you stay with Darnell?

Yeah, of course.

Hi.

What's up?

Jenard.

You killed my men, took my pipeline.

Nah, nah, see, that wasn't me.

That was that white boy, Tommy,
and my brother.

Look, they a problem for both of us.

You came to Chicago to take Egan out.

Am I right?

Egan is no longer my problem.
We have a deal.

Well, I'll make you a better one.

And I haven't spilled Serbian blood

that like that motherfucker has, okay?

I don't stir up shit in the streets.

You have 30 seconds.

Look, that pipeline...
The pipeline is worth

more than anything that
motherfucker ever gave you.

So I'll return it to you with interest.

And we take this motherfucker Egan out.

And that way, me and you,
we go back to square one.

Okay?

Truce between us, peace in the streets.

Walter assassinated three
of my men in cold blood.

Our retaliation against him
was justified,

but he does not think so.

So what good is a truce with me

if you still got Flynn problems?

Okay, tell you what.

What if I can get Walter
to drop the war with you?

Will you back me
against my brother and Tommy?

Jenard.

The great mediator.

If you can do this,

I will drop my support for Tommy Egan.

But I will not mix in family business.

Your troubles with your brother
are your own.

Shit.

Walter motherfucking Flynn. Sheesh!

It would serve you well

to show some respect
in this house, Jenard.

No, look, I didn't mean
no disrespect by that, a'ight?

I'm just impressed.

This that real old money shit, you know?

Classy, none of that nouveau riche shit.

I-I'm sorry.

What's he doing here?

It looks like to me

like someone
who's fucking scared shitless.

Isn't that right, Jenard?

Hmm.

Yeah, well, I figured you
wouldn't be willing to listen

unless something was scaring
the shit out of you too, Walter.

I wouldn't listen to a word he says.

He's always got an angle.

Yeah.

Take a seat.

You're not calling the shots,
Victor, okay?

So, Jenard, what you got for me, son?

You know, our agreement
was always fragile,

to say the least.

Smallest of shit can upset the balance.

But I really think it's
in all our best interests

if we take this motherfucker
Tommy Egan out.

A'ight? Period.

But even if we kill him,
you and the Serbs still at war.

And shit, that's gonna drag CBI
into it one way or another.

I could give a fuck
about CBI's problems.

I'm gonna put Tommy and every
single Serb in the ground

for what they did to Gloria.

Did you just come here
to state the fucking obvious,

or do you actually have an idea?

I already talked to the Serbs.

All right, they agreed to call a truce.

You agree to leave them alone,
and they'll leave you alone.

Plus, they'll pull
their support for Tommy.

And then that way, we can focus
on this outside motherfucker

disturbing our business.

You want to work with CBI now?

How's your brother land on this?

Holy shit. You made a move on Diamond.

Wow.

This is why you're scared shitless.

You backstabbed your own fucking family.

Oh, pretty fucking low, son.

Look, when he got out,
he made a move on me.

Walter, you gotta understand,

I'm the one that kept the peace
all these years.

Me, not Diamond.

All right.

Tell me something.

What's CBI think about all this?

Well, you ain't got to worry about that.

I got it under control.

Okay.

My beef has always been with
Diamond and his crew, so...

The Serbs have to pay.

We have a wealth of fucking blood

with these people.

Jenard's right.

This is not a war that's gonna end.

Best move for the future,

I'm gonna join with CBI,
cut this off at the root.

Then we'll kill the invader

that murdered your Gloria.

And if my brother get in the way,

we take his ass out too.

Oh, I'm sure you fucking will.

Paulie.

Let's go.

You cannot be serious
about this, not right now!

About Tommy Egan, I am.

We don't get mixed up
in these fucking CBI dramas.

We'll let these animals tear
themselves apart from within.

You got it?

Arms.

Fuck Diamond find you, TSA?

I don't mean to press,

but this motherfucker don't
seem like your regular crew.

Yeah, well, he's a loan up

from some people that I can trust.

Trust, that shit be
in short supply these days.

Yeah, what do you want, Tommy?

I got shot at the other night.

And they hit a kid.

That shit a violation.
He doing real bad.

I'm sorry to fucking hear that.

But like I said before,
I gots no beef with you.

No, what I'm saying is I'm
pretty sure CBI took that shot,

which means you ain't in charge no more.

That also means your brother
made a move against you.

He made a move.

I don't know if all our soldiers
are backing him, though.

And it's my guess Jenard had
Blaxton try to take you out.

Well, then, we can both agree

this fucking Blaxton
need to catch a bullet?

That's already done.

Seem like you need more bodies then.

Seems like you do too.

- Nah, I got Serbs for that.
- You gotta be joking.

Nah, man, for real. Straight up.

Desperate times and shit.
But I need someone I can trust.

You always been straight up with me.

And so have you.

I'll help you with the Flynns.

Man, taking out Walter,
that'd be scratching an old itch.

But I don't know what I want
to do about Jenard just yet.

Yo, taking out your own brother, I mean,

that shit could fuck you up.

- You need some help with that?
- Nah, nah.

I'm good, at least not yet.

One thing at a time.

We got some pressing shit
to take care of now.

- Where's the doc?
- I let her go.

You did wh... did you get her
out of town?

- No, why?
- She's valuable to Claudia.

We gotta make sure
that she gets a clean exit.

I thought she could just fucking go.

Speak of the devil.

Claudia. This should be interesting.

Oh, I promise you it is.

I just had the pleasure
of meeting your brother.

We have him.

You thought you were scared before?

You stupid little girl.

Whoa.

You fuck with my family,
and I'm gonna fuck with yours.

Walter, did I not kill enough
of your countrymen for you

to go crawl back under your rainbow?

Yeah, you see what you did, white boy?

You done fucked with the wrong city.

Jenard! You see what I did there?

I finally got everybody together.

We don't like innocent
people getting hurt, Tommy.

It can stop with Gloria,

or your sins can come
for your brother too.

Well, that's some bullshit,
and you know it, Victor.

The truth is staring you
right in the face.

Look, your life in exchange
for your brother's, Tommy.

Two hours, meet at the
asphalt plant by the river.

Or you can say goodbye to your brother.

Those fuckers took JP?

And they're gonna be sorry they did.

Look at you, smart girl. Well done.

Now, let the boys do the work.

Once Egan figures out the Serbs
have deserted him, game over.

Grab that fucker
and throw him in the car.

This nigga Tommy brother?

I assume you're the motherfuckers

who tried to kill him the other night.

You shot my son.

Okay, so, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait.

He D-Mac daddy, too?

So Tommy is D-Mac uncle?

Yeah, I'm here
for all this shit, uh-huh.

Jenard, hold on a second.

So you cut a deal with the Serbs.

I'm impressed.

I know how to find opportunities.

Okay, well, tell me this one.

Was Tommy actually in
on the hit that killed Gloria?

Okay.

What you doing with Tommy's shit?

This is my shit. I was Tommy's source.

Look, I have the chemist,
and I'm not letting her go.

I have the means to build a
world-class lab to synthesize it.

And I can give you exclusive access.

Mm-hmm, okay.

As my distributor.

In exchange for what, hmm?

Dirt on your daddy?

Okay, I see you making moves.

Look, Mirkovic said that he
made that move on your brother

'cause your daddy took out
some of his men.

All right?

He didn't mention Tommy at all to me.

And if we being real, my intuition,

Tommy ain't got nothing to do
with that shit.

And if anything, I would have
thought him and Vic and Diamond

would have been running around
like the fucking

Three Musketeers or some shit by now.

Thanks for the transparency.

Little taste of things to come.

So we used to play hide
and seek at this place as kids.

Now, there's mountains of sand and rock,

and old machines everywhere,
which gives us a lot of cover.

They'll know that.
They will plan for it.

They picked this place because they know

once the gunshots go off,
nobody will hear it.

Which will be aimed at you.

They're gonna be aimed at all of us.

Y'all ain't gotta go in there with me.

Shut up. We're already here.

And you're not going in there alone.

Okay, but it might just be
the three of us,

'cause I've been hitting up
our guy Mirkovic.

Fucking crickets.

And Walter's gonna bring
every Flynn goon he's got.

Plus, my unloyal ass brother

is cutting a deal with the Flynns.

So numbers is gonna be a
problem, but they ain't the big problem.

Right. The problem is, once you get
there, they gonna shoot you on sight.

So we keep you hidden.

No, then they shoot JP.

They see you, they kill you.
If they don't, they kill him.

How the fuck do we fix this?

We give them exactly what they want.

He's late.

He'll be here.

Yo, we coming out. Yo, don't shoot!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Be cool.
- Don't shoot!

Okay, everybody just take it easy.

Put the fucking guns down.

- Walter.
- Diamond.

What's the story here?
What's going on, son?

I caught this shifty
motherfucker trying to skip town.

Is that a fact, Tommy?

You were gonna fuck off
and leave your brother behind?

You backstabbing ass
motherfuckers is ones to talk.

Shut your mouth! Shut it!

Jenard tried to kill me.
That weak motherfucker missed.

Now you got a big problem
to think about,

because when the truth comes out,

CBI gonna split in half!

The fuck? You trying to take over?

Nigga, shut the fuck up.

Now, I want to make a deal.

I'm here to fucking listen.
What you got?

I'ma turn Tommy over to you.
Now, you hand over my brother.

Let's light these motherfuckers up.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

If I wanted Diamond dead,
he'd be fucking dead.

Don't start a nuclear hell
over some family issues.

Now, back off, boy, back off.
Hey, Jenard.

Aren't you supposed
to have this under control?

I do.

- Hell no!
- Fuck!

Get down! Get down!

- Fucker!
- Walter, get back!

It'll be harder to pull the trigger

on your brother when it's yourself.

- Yeah, we'll see about that.
- He's running!

Well, go after your brother.
I'll split up the Flynns.

I'm on him!

Fuck!

Victor! Victor, get fucking back here!

Get back, Walter!

We don't know what's back there.

Get the fuck off of me! Victor!

Victor!

Ain't have to be like this.
You made it like this!

Ah, fuck! There's a shooter back there!

Do it.

Do it, nigga. Do it!

Man, you got some fight in you, Vic.

Where the fuck are you?

God damn it.

I dragged you into this when
you had a real future ahead of you.

It's too late for all that
apology shit, nigga.

But I owe you one shot at life.

The CBI soldiers that want
to come with me, you let them.

We split our territories.

I take everything above Marquette.

We go our separate fucking ways.

Or I take that life.

Like the old Diamond.

That motherfucking killer, nigga.

So what, you back in the game now?

You know, if you'd have
just did this shit

from the beginning, we
wouldn't even fucking be here!

Yeah, but you broke from family for me.

There's too much water
underneath that bridge.

So there it is then, right?

There it is.

Everything above Marquette
is yours, nigga.

Get the fuck up.

Where the fuck's my boy?

Easy, Walter, easy.

Egan!

Get the fuck out here, Egan!

Egan!

Checkmate, Walter.

Paulie, bring this fucker's brother.

Tommy!

Fuck, Liliana.

Get the fuck out.

Hang in there, L!

Move!

If you hadn't come after my kid,

this wouldn't be happening.

You willing for your son

to fucking die over a lie, Walter?

You know you the one
that ordered that shit

on fucking Gloria.

- You wanted Gloria dead.
- That's not fucking true.

Somebody had to tell you, kid.

Your old man's a piece of shit.

Fuck.

Liliana!

What are you doing, Da?

The fuck are you doing? Shut up!

Are you gonna tell Vic, or am I?

- Tell me what?
- That Tommy wasn't lying.

He wasn't working with the Serbs

to put a hit out on you.

What the fuck are you talking about?

You were there!
You saw it with your own eyes!

Yeah, I did, but I was wrong!

You're the one who set us up
against Tommy!

You wanted Gloria dead.

And now she's dead.

How are you gonna explain that one, Da?

The Serbs killed Gloria.
They nearly killed you, son.

Because you killed three
of the Serbs in cold blood!

Fucking shut up!

Think about it, kid.

You really think that I would put a hit

out on you and Gloria?

You been with me when I did work.

That ain't how I do business.

Get that fucking gun
off my boy, you piece of shit.

Is it fucking true?

It's true, isn't it?

All this shit...

it wasn't Tommy.

It was you.

It's always you.

You can let me go.

Yeah, I will,
as soon as Walter gives me JP.

- Vic.
- Why?

Don't!

- Why?
- Fuck!

Why?

L, come here, come on.
Come on, get up, here.

Get up, here, come on, come on.

Fuck. Goddamn, breathe, kid.

I should end you right fucking now.

Yet here we are,

and you still don't have
the fucking balls.

You're right.

I'm not like you.

Oh, fuck, motherfucker.

Liliana, come on, keep breathing, girl.

Keep breathing. You gonna be all right.

Gonna be all right.
We're gonna be all right.

No, no, come on. Breathe, slow.

Goddamn, breathe, kid.

Who shot you?

Come on, come on, come on, tell me.

Whoever shot Liliana
better pray she don't die.

Tommy, we can work out a way
that benefits all of us.

There ain't no us.

There ain't never gonna be an us again.

Then I better get ready.

Yeah, you fucking better.

Here you go.

Oh, fuck.

No, come on, come on,
come on, keep breathing.

Come on. Liliana, come on, come on.

Please, girl, come on, girl.
You stronger than that.

Come on, Liliana.
Come on, come on, wake up.

Wake up. Come on, man!

Pull the fucking car around.
We gotta get her out of here!

- Tommy.
- Come on, she need help!

What the fuck is you
just staring at me for?

She gone, Tommy.

Come on, Lil. No, no.

Tommy.

She gone, man. We gotta go.

No, no.

I was wrong about you, Liliana.

You was loyal to the end.

What the hell happened
out there last night?

We're not entirely sure, ma'am.

What we do know is that
within the past week,

several known members
of Irish organized crime

arrived in Chicago.

Interpol furnished us with these.

And we found their bodies
in various locations

around the city
within the past 24 hours.

They ran into a bad guy.

So who the hell is he?

We suspect there's a new player in town

on the organized crime scene.

We first saw him interacting
with the Flynns,

but some police sources

say he's been hanging with CBI as well.

We don't know who he is
or where he's from.

Car has New York plates,
but the registration was fake.

Now, whoever he is,
he's making big plays,

he's dangerous,

and he's not just passing through.

He's got no known turf,
no true allegiances,

answering only to himself.

Now, my partner thinks
Mirkovic is behind the murders,

but I think it's this guy.

It's the only image we have of him.

He's like a ghost.

Sullivan.

Agent Medina. Nice suit.

I heard you got bumped up

to Special Agent in Charge at the DEA.

Who died?

I heard Cooper fucking Saxe
handed you your ass in court.

What brings you down here?

U.S. Attorney took jurisdiction
over one of my cases.

What else is new?

But I still can't get over
the Saxe thing.

I mean, he was a corrupt motherfucker,
but he was our corrupt motherfucker.

I guess money changes everyone.

- Hey, I-I gotta go.
- Yeah.

Medina, hey. Slow the fuck down.

I got something I want to show you.

I'm your boss. You know that now, right?

- Whatever.
- What do you got?

Irish activity in Chicago,
with ties to Dublin.

This heavy hitter in New York
I came across is dead,

him and his whole crew.

They were called the Four Horsemen.

Ooh, scary.

Look, there's dead Serbs too.

Plus, local Chicago players.
I want to move on it.

So let the Chicago office pick it up.

I really think something big
is happening.

You can keep an eye on it,

but I need you here,
focused, for now, yeah?

To Liliana.

One of the baddest I ever known.

We're in this together.
You and me, we stick together.

I'm never trusting Da again.

It's not much.

Yeah, but it's yours.

I'm not fucking
with that Dahlia shit, though.

I ain't fucking with it either.

But I got my sights set
on something bigger.

I want the whole fucking map.

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