All language subtitles for Pearson S01E06

- You really sold your soul.

- I believe in a lot
of the same things you do.

I'm just a lot smarter
about trying to get them done.

- It looks like I'm standing
in the same place you are

by staying true to myself.

- Well, the next time you want
to be true to yourself,

don't take me down with you.

- Can they just throw us out
like this?

It was supposed to be 90 days.

Act of God.
- This wasn't God.

- I want to see progress
on North Park this week,

or I'm out.

- You were right.

I am seeing someone.

I'm in a relationship.

- Stephanie Novak has MS.

I had to tell her.

She can't work five feet
from you

and not know what's going on.

- My ex-husband had ALS.

I don't know why
I'm telling you this.

- Maybe it's because I'm here.

- Keep your distance from her
for a while.

Wake up! You're not
keeping an eye on her.

She's keeping an eye on you.

- A man died.
It was my fault.

- Imagine
I'm this man's father.

What would you say to me?

- I'd say Tommy Diehl
didn't deserve to die.

- Don't bother looking in there

unless you want
leftover Chinese

and, uh--oh,
half a grapefruit.

- There's an open bottle
of white.

- Oh, yes, please.

- You know, after all
that room service,

I was kind of looking forward
to a home-cooked meal.

- Start looking forward
to takeout.

- Hey, whatever happened
to the Jessica Pearson

who used to cook me
beef bourguignon?

- Did I do that?

- Yes, you did.
- Oh, yeah.

I was wooing you.

- Oh, you were wooing me, huh?
- Mm-hmm, yeah.

Welcome home.

Do you have to leave
right away?

- Oh, I'm not sure yet.

I'm hoping to stay a day
or two, but, uh, we'll see.

- Is everything all right?
Is it the trial?

- Was that him back there?

Nick D'Amato.

- Oh.

- I mean, you two
seemed pretty familiar.

- I was talking to him
about Quentin's illness

and I got choked up.

- Quentin's illness?
- Yeah.

- J, you barely open up
to me about that.

- The mayor's wife has MS.

I just found out about it.
That's why it came up.

- I'm going straight to hell,
aren't I?

Oh, I appreciate the jealousy.

- Oh?

You're gonna turn this
into a good thing?

- When I only have you
for a day or two?

Yeah, damn right I am.

- Come on, boys.
You're gonna be late.

And I know Sister Mary
doesn't want you to be late.

- Oh, my gosh.

Okay, what's for lunch?
- Peanut butter and jelly!

- How'd you know?
Yes, peanut butter and jelly.

- He knows because
we have it every day.

- Yeah!

- ♪ Peanut butter jelly time

all:
♪ Peanut butter jelly time

♪ Peanut butter jelly,
peanut butter jelly ♪

♪ Peanut butter jelly
with a baseball bat ♪

- ♪ Where you at?
Where you at? ♪

- ♪ Now there you go,
there you go ♪

How do you know
the Buckwheat Boyz?

- The who?
- From Mario Kart!

- Who?
- From Mario Kart.

- I don't know what that is.
Let's go.

Hey, slow down, babe.

- Mom, look! A transformer.

Can we go closer?
- No, baby.

We got to get
to that bus stop,

or you're gonna be late.

- All right.

- Come on, baby.

- Whee!
- Let's go.

- Hi, you've reached
the cell phone of Keri Allen.

Please leave the date
and time of your call

and don't forget
your phone number.

- Hey.
- What's up?

- I didn't know you were here.
I thought you left.

- I'm here.

- I was hoping maybe you could
help me with my shot.

- Yeah, of course.
You still nervous?

- Oh, I just hate
looking at it.

- Thanks.

Sexy.

- Stop it.

Ready?

I wish I could go to the
conference with you next week.

- Wait, you're not going?

Steph.

- You will be fine.

- You're my biggest asset.

How am I supposed to talk
to Garcetti

about a homeless initiative
without you there?

- You're smarter than I am.

- Oh, yeah, well,
you're smart enough.

- Isn't that what Obama said
about Hillary?

He said,
"You're likable enough."

- What?

- He said she was
likable enough.

- Right.

Well, he got past it.

- Yeah. He did.

- Shit.

Jessica, hi! I'm on my way.

Um, I can be there
in less than, um--

- Yoli, relax.
- No, no, no.

I can Uber if you need me
to, um, book it.

- No, don't book it.

I'm taking the morning off.

- Oh, okay.

Is everything okay?

- Uh, yeah. That's, uh--that's
what I was gonna ask you.

- No, ev--everything's fine.

I-I will need
that updated list

of possible aldermans
we talked about.

Would you stop that?

- Oh, yeah, yeah.

That's the first thing
I'm gonna do.

And, um, what should I tell
the mayor if he asks?

'Cause you know he's gonna ask.

- Tell him I'm out of pocket.

- Out of pocket.
Listen to you with the jargon.

- Yoli.
- Uh, yeah?

- I'm hanging up now.

- Okay. Um, have--have fun.

Uh, I've got to go.

Um...
- Oh.

You know how much I love you,
bebita.

- Sí,Mami.

Okay, Mami, I got to go.

- I'm so proud of you.

- Ma, I know. I know.
You tell me every day.

Okay? I got to go.

- Okay.
- Bye, Papi.

- Adios, mi cielo.
- Te amo.

- Te amo.
- Okay.

Thanks, Ma.

Okay, bye!

- Hi.
- Can I help you?

- Uh, I'm Angela.

Jessica's cousin.

- Right.

Is she expecting you?

- Uh, actually, I was just
in the neighborhood and...

- Angela. Hi.
- Hey.

Sorry just to drop by
like this.

- Uh, no, no. I'm glad you did.
Come on in.

Did you meet Jeff?

- We just met.

- Is something wrong?

- Um, actually,
I'm not too sure.

When I left with the boys
this morning,

there was one of those
demolition cranes outside.

- They're not supposed to start
work for another two months.

- Yeah, sometimes these
shady-ass developers

start tearing buildings down
before everyone's even out.

- Let me look into it.
- Thanks.

And you know I wouldn't
barge in like this.

It's just, Mark has some asthma

and I don't want him inhaling
all that dust

if they're gonna start up.

- I'll look into it
first thing.

- Thanks.
- Yes.

- Ooh, yes.
Uh, nice meeting you.

- Yeah.

- Good for you.

Okay, bye.
- Okay, bye.

- 4-8-7. No, it's an A.

Okay, all right. Bye.

I'm a little busy.

- You don't have 60 seconds?
- Uh, no.

Between the lease
for Lincoln Yards

and the massive
corporate welfare

that you promised Ickaris,

which the city can't afford,
not really.

- I'm sorry.
- About the tax break?

- For snapping at you
when you asked about Steph.

You were being kind.

I shouldn't have
taken it out on you.

- Wow, I haven't seen
a mea culpa like that

since you pretended to care
about the parking meter mess.

- I mean it, Keri.

I'm trying.

- Why?
- What do you mean why?

- Why? Uh, I'm fine.

I mean, if it bothers you
that I bring her up,

it makes you feel guilty,
then I won't bring her up.

- My guilt's over you.
- Me?

- I don't want you sitting
around with this on your mind.

I don't want you putting
your life on hold.

- I'm not putting my life
on hold.

- Are you talking about men?

- Do you really want to have
this conversation right now?

- Have my coffee?

- So much for being
out of pocket.

- Sorry to get
your hopes up.

- I work in City Hall.

I'm used to people
flip-flopping.

- Were you able
to find anything?

- After getting
the total runaround

from that witch in Buildings,

I remembered my friend Isaiah
from CHA

had access to everything
you needed.

And it looks like that
rico como mierda

got an emergency permit
to start phased demolition.

He also got a waiver
for the asbestos abatement.

- In other words?

- Well, he starts on Monday.

He doesn't care who he poisons.

- Son of a bitch.

- If you don't mind me asking,

why is North Park
so important to you?

I thought the mayor was
supporting redevelopment there.

I'm sorry.

- No. I have relatives
who live there...

who soon won't have
a place to live.

- On the South Side?
- Mm-hmm.

- Wait, I don't understand.
I thought you were, like--

- La rica como mierda?

- No, no, no. No.
That's not what I wanted to--

that's not what
I was gonna say.

- You didn't have to.
And I am.

But it, uh...

it seems they'd rather
live on the street

than to accept my help.

- Mm, I get it.

My parents are proud like that.

- Well, your parents aren't
about to lose their home.

- Excuse me.

- Did you get Sean's present?
- I love it.

It's right here on the desk.

Hey, you see that, buddy?

Uh, Grandpa's got to make
a real building now.

- All right, we miss you, Dad.

- Yeah, I miss you too,
baby girl.

Got to go.

- Tell me, Pat.

Exactly how much did you slip
that woman in Buildings

to make this happen?

- There's gambling
in Casablanca?

I'm shocked.

- Don't get cute with me.
We had a goddamn deal.

You promised my family 90 days.

- And I was gonna
honor that deal,

but I didn't have a choice.

- You know, based
on that phone call,

there's a human being
in there somewhere.

So what happened?

That little devil
on your shoulder

tell you not to do it?

- No, Albert Chan
told me not to.

- Who the hell is Albert Chan?

- He's a 30-year-old
billionaire

who's buying up
half of Chicago.

Get used to hearing his name.

- He called in his loan,
didn't he?

- It's business, Jessica.

- No, if it was business,

you'd get the money
somewhere else.

- Banks have all tightened
their belts since '06.

- Yeah, for regular people.

But rich people
can always get more money.

It's why they're rich.

- Look, we can go around
and round on this,

but it's not gonna make
a difference.

I had no choice.

- I'll tell that
to my cousin and her boys

who are about to breathe in
all that asbestos.

- Look, don't make me out
to be the monster here.

Chan is.

With or without him,
this day was gonna come anyway.

It's time to move on.

- I couldn't agree more.

- If you're here about
the alderman vacancy,

I'll have a list for you
in a week or two.

- Well, I'm glad to hear

you're not relying on me
for everything.

- I did get here without you,
if you didn't know.

- I'd like to help
keep you here.

- What's on your mind,
Ms. Pearson?

- You need to find an
alternative source of financing

for your reelection.

- There is
no alternative source.

You of all people know that.

- Well, if that's the case,

then you're in a world
of trouble.

'Cause your sugar daddy
is tapped out.

- What the hell
are you talking about?

- McGann's not just deep
in the hole on North Park

but on half a dozen
other projects around town.

None of the banks here
will loan to him.

He's had to go overseas.

- Pat doesn't borrow
from out of the country.

- He's not just borrowing.

He's begging, fetching,
and rolling over.

- Jesus Christ.

- Now, the way I see it,

what's bad for McGann
is good for you.

- How do you figure that?

- This is your chance
to hit the reset button.

If you secure campaign
financing from other sources,

you can finally
buy your freedom.

- It's not that simple.

I wouldn't be here without him.

- What's the point of being
here if he controls you?

I see how it eats away
at you every day.

It's time to be
your own man.

Take away his money
and you take away his power.

Unless, of course,
this is about something else.

Is there something else,
Mr. Mayor?

- I put the donors in groups

based on which issues
are most important to them.

- This list is as long
as my arm, Derrick.

- I'll shorten it up for you.
Allan Steiner.

He's your whale.
You want to target him first.

- Tell me why.

- He's a rich,
liberal pied piper.

Kind of a godfather of ideas
to the others.

Get him,
and the rest will follow.

- One-stop shop. I like it.

- I'll get you a list
of his pet projects

and special interests
before you meet with him.

- Make sure it's shorter
than that one, please.

- Damn.
You try to be thorough.

- Hmm.
- I'm sorry to interrupt,

but Angela Cook
has left three messages.

- Thank you.
- Um, also, should I make

a lunch reservation
for you today?

- Yes, make it
a reservation for two.

Any suggestions where
I should take Mr. Steiner?

- Well, he lives off Lake Shore
and Burton. Try Gibson's.

I don't need to get the phone
number for you, do I?

- No, you don't.

Is 2:30 okay?
- Perfect.

I'm not having any of that.
- Any of what?

- Don't give me that bullshit.

I know the two of you
had a dustup

on the Ickaris tour.

- I'm telling you,
it was nothing.

- And I'm telling you
that whatever it is

between the two of you
needs to end right now.

- Okay.

- I hope you're not here to
bust my balls about North Park.

- North Park's in the past.
- I'll toast to that, my boy.

- I hear Carlos Salazar
is thinking about

throwing his hat in the ring.

- You're not seriously worried
about some community organizer

running against you, are you?

- I'm worried about our funds.

You got something
you want to tell me?

- Shit, you're letting
that Pearson woman

get in your head again,
aren't you?

- You didn't answer
my question, Pat.

- About what? Money?

I've never been more flush.
You want to see my books?

- Why would I?

I'm sure the cash
you're getting from China

is all under the table

and the rest of your money
is hidden in the Caymans.

- Well, you used to think
I was smart.

- I used to think
a lot of things

when you controlled
the purse strings.

- You really want
to go it alone?

- I don't see
as I have a choice.

- This is exactly what I was
warning you about, Bobby.

She's playing you.

- Yeah, one of you is.
That I know.

- Yeah? Well, who do
you trust more,

someone whose house
you ran around as a kid

or some woman
who blackmailed you into a job?

Look, you're looking
to cut somebody loose,

do yourself a favor:
make it her.

You're being played.

- Hey.
- Hey, there you are.

I-I was just knocking.

- Yeah, so were you able
to find out

why the trucks are there?

- The developer got
an emergency permit.

He starts phased demolition
on Monday.

- So all that talk
about 90 days is bullshit.

- It was not bullshit
on my end.

I had an agreement,
but they found a loophole,

and there's no way
to stop it.

- Come on, Jessica.
You work for the mayor.

- That doesn't give me
the power to--

- You could if you wanted to.

- It's over, Angela.

- I'm sorry.

- So that's it.

- At this point,

it would be like putting
Band-Aids on a dying patient.

- Wow.
- I know that sound harsh,

and I'm--I'm sorry.

- No.

It's okay.

Uh, thanks for looking
into that for me.

- You know
you can stay with me

until you get on your feet.

- Yeah, right,
like that's ever gonna happen.

- Oh, Angela. No, I--
- Mm-mm.

- Hey.

I'm sorry that I iced you out
like that back there.

- Mm-hmm, it's clear you think
I'm radioactive. I get it.

- I'm sorry.

We work in the same place,
bound to work together.

That's all I wanted to say.

- Uh, Jessica told you
to do this, didn't she?

- Uh-uh. Nope. Not true.
This is me.

- 'Cause I'm not gonna accept
an apology if it's tainted.

- Yes, she did.
Straight up ordered me.

- Well, I have to say that the
fact that she told you to do it

does take away
from the gesture.

- You don't make anything easy,
do you?

- I'm sorry.
I don't know why I do that.

- Doesn't matter.
We're good.

- I think I go on the attack

because I-I want
to beat people to it.

- You mean the way you did
when I tried to save your job?

- That was you trying
to save my job?

You could've just said you were
trying to save my job

or not fire me at all.

- I will see you later.

- Mr. Steiner,

thank you so much for meeting
me on such short notice.

- Well, it just so happens
I had a cancellation today,

and my secretary said
I'd been offered a free lunch

with a beautiful lady.

- I like how this
is starting already.

- Well, don't get any ideas.

- I'll do my best to keep it
purely professional.

Thank you.
I'll have what he's having.

- So I hear you work
for our esteemed mayor.

- He's doing
some great things,

and I wanted to be
a part of it.

In fact, I'd like to continue
to be a part of it

for another four years.

- Ah, I should've guessed.

You're looking to add
to his war chest.

- You and the mayor stand
for a lot of the same things.

There's no reason you're not

one of his biggest supporters
already.

- Oh, you don't have
to sell me.

I've been a big fan.

- Oh, that's good to hear.

- First time I saw Bobby, it
was when he was giving a speech

up at Northwestern.
- Thank you.

- That's my alma mater.

Here was this brash
young alderman

talking about race
and inequality in Chicago.

He stood there and spoke
for over an hour.

- Hmm.
- Completely riveting.

If he'd been a racehorse,
I would've bet it all.

- I sense a "but" coming.

- I know you're new to Chicago,
Ms. Pearson,

but even you must know
who's really calling the shots.

- If you're talking about
Pat McGann, he went in early.

He's bound to have influence.

- This goes way beyond that,
and you know it.

Your man is compromised.

I cannot be a part of that.

- Can I be blunt?

- As long as you're
picking up the check.

- I'm not in the dark
about who Pat McGann is,

and neither is the mayor.

That's why we're looking
to be done with him.

- It's a little late for that.

Once he got into bed
with that butcher,

he showed his true colors.

- Butcher?

That's a very strong word,
don't you think?

- You really are new
to this town, aren't you?

Sorry to waste your time.

- You must be Nick.
- And you are?

- Jeff Malone.

Jessica and I live together.

- Well, how'd you know
who I was?

- Oh, Jessica described you
to a T, man.

Good-looking Chicago cop

with a striking resemblance
to the mayor.

- I'll take good-looking.

She's on the fifth floor,
in case you don't know.

- Oh, I'm actually headed
up there right now.

Hey, listen, um...

Just so you know,

Jessica, you know,
she tells me everything.

Sometimes I wish
she wouldn't, but...

Thanks for looking out for her
when I'm not around.

Even so, if you ever feel
the need to call me...

I used to be with Justice,

but now I'm with McDermott.

- Will do.

- Thanks, buddy.

- How sure are you about
McGann's money problems?

- Very sure. Why?

- 'Cause I saw him today
and he denied it.

What'd you expect him to do,

say that he was cutting back
on his cleaning woman?

- He says it's a story
you cooked up

to create a rift
between us.

- Well, then I guess it comes
down to, who do you believe,

him or me?

- That's exactly what he said.

- Then pick a side,

because you've got
a reelection to finance

and the clock is ticking.

- You better be right.

- Good.

Now we can get to work.

Derrick sent me a list
of top donors.

- Screw the list.

None of those people
give a shit about me.

What we need is someone
who wants to stick it to McGann

as much as I do.

- The enemy of my enemy
is my friend.

- Exactly.

- Do you have someone in mind?

- I have the perfect person
in mind.

- Can I help you?

- God, I hope so.

I'm looking
for Jessica Pearson.

- Oh, she's in with the mayor.

You're Jeff! Yoli.

I'm the one--we--
we spoke on the phone.

Yeah.
- Oh, right. Right.

It's so nice to meet you.
- It's so nice to meet you.

Wow, you're just like how
I imagined you.

Very Morris Chestnut.

- Thanks...I think.

- Hey. Did you meet the mayor?

- Oh, he nodded
in my direction.

- Oh, he must like you.

Jeff, I'm sorry about today.

- Hey, I get it.
You're working.

I just stopped by to see
if we could grab a quick dinner

before I head to O'Hare.

- You're leaving tonight?

- I'm on the red-eye
back to Miami.

- Jeff, I didn't mean
to be here all day.

Just one thing led
to another and...

- Jess, I'm not upset.

But I do have
to get back to work,

and you of all people
should understand that.

- Dinner it is.

- I made a reservation
for the two of you

at Riccardo at 9:00.

That should give you
at least two hours

to get to O'Hare
and check in,

which shouldn't be a problem

'cause I already
checked you in.

So you can go
right to the gate.

Um, uh, sorry.

Just carry on.

- Oh, I really like this one,
Jess.

She's a keeper.

- Yes.

Yes, she is.

- I'll get my coat.

- ♪ People try to talk to me

♪ I tell them
that their talk is cheap ♪

♪ I don't want to hear you

- I know I don't have
the right.

- No, you don't.
- I said I know.

But you drop that on me
and get in my head

and expect me
not to react?

- You asked.
- I didn't ask.

You did it to mess with me,
and you succeeded.

- Oh, Jesus.

Bobby, the mayor
being stuck in an elevator

is gonna get some attention.

- Well, then we better
get unstuck.

What do you want?
You want details?

You want to know his name?
- For starters.

- Okay, his name is Luke.
He's sexy. He's 35.

We, uh--we met here,
actually.

He was the photographer
that took my picture

for the website,
and then we went out

and we met for a whiskey
at this place on Lincoln,

and then we slept
together twice.

Sounds like a great guy.

Why aren't you dating him?

- Because there's something
wrong with me

and I told him
that I'm in a relationship.

How fucked up is that?

- We are in a relationship.

- I need you, Keri.

- Just start this thing.

- The best part
of the whole trial

is the Cuban sandwich place
right down the street

from the courthouse.

You think you're gonna
make it down there?

This thing could
drag on for a while.

- Hmm.

- What's going on, Jess?

- Nothing.

No, we're having
a lovely dinner.

- Yes, but I just asked you

when you might come down
to Miami.

Did you even hear me?

- Oh, Jeff.
I have so much to do here.

- Hey.

You tried, Jess.

They can't expect
anything more than that.

- I sold them out.
- What?

You did your best.

That's all you've been doing
since you got here.

- I sold them out.

You're the one who said it.

- I was angry and I didn't
want you taking that job

with the mayor.

But you have to start taking
your own advice here.

Let it go. Move on.

- They're family.

I should've done more
to help them.

- They've been your family
for, like, 15 minutes.

- What's that supposed
to mean?

- It means they're strangers.

You don't know them.
They don't know you.

And you're trying to make up

for something
that your father did,

and that's not
your responsibility.

You want family?

Your family is sitting
right here in front of you

and you can't see it.

- I know you're my family.

- Do you?

- If you're my family,
then they're your family too.

And if you can't accept that,

then we have a bigger problem

than whether I can get
to Miami or not.

- ♪ I been fighting fires
too long ♪

♪ And I won't go down
in flames ♪

- Jeff, what are you
doing here?

- You're a nurse, aren't you?

- I'm gonna be. Why?

- Well, in my day, nurses were
supposed to be compassionate.

- You got something
you want to say to me?

- The woman I care about
has turned her life upside down

to get to know you,

and you don't seem
to care one goddamn bit.

- Hold up, wait.

Me and my family are about
to be out on the street

and she got a new job out of
the deal but she's the victim?

- Nah, I didn't say
she was a victim.

I asked you why you don't care.

- I didn't ask her
to come to Chicago, Jeff.

- You also don't ask people
to walk through the doors

of your hospital either,
but once they do,

I know you try to understand
how they're feeling.

I also know you don't ask them

how much money
they make either.

- Look, I don't know
what you want from me, okay?

If Jessica sent you over here
to smooth things over--

- Oh, believe me, Angela.

I'm the last person that
she would send over here.

I told her you were all
a bunch of strangers.

- Okay, well,
if that is the case,

what are you doing here?

- I'm here because
her heart is breaking

and I just can't stand
to see her in pain.

And it's starting to affect us,

and, well,
that just pisses me off.

- Okay, so this
is really about you.

- Goddamn,
you two must be related.

- We are. Deal with it.

- Well, if you are,
then let her in, Angela.

Look, I know you're going
through hell

and she hasn't been able to fix
everything, but she's trying.

She wants you in her life,

and something tells me
that you do too,

but you got to give
a little something here.

Any chance of getting
arroz con frijoles?

I've been craving it all day.

I'm gonna help.
I promise.

Mira.What's wrong?

- She didn't come home.

- Oh, um, she has the
Burnhams' house on Tuesdays.

So the buses from Lake Forest
are always late.

- She left there at 3:00.

She called me
when she was leaving.

- Papi, what's going on?

- Your mother had
her check-in with ICE today.

- Oh, my God.

I forgot.

- I need to go down there.

- No, you can't go down there

because they're--
they're gonna take you too.

Okay?

Hey.

- It's gonna be okay, Papi.

- Okay, mi cielo.

- Ah, Mr. Mayor.

- Tom.

- This is my adviser,
Jessica Pearson.

- Ah, adviser.
Well, what are you,

the, uh, the good cop
or the bad cop?

- I'm the one who cuts
through the bullshit.

- Oh, I like that.

Bob should have brought you on
a long time ago.

Please, sit.

- Well, let me be the one

to cut through
the bullshit now.

- You want to renegotiate
the lease on Lincoln Yards.

- Why would I do that?

- Oh, you're about to win
the Ickaris sweepstakes,

and I own the land,

and you want to hand over the
project to one of your cronies.

- The only part of that
I want to change

is what you call cronies.

- The mayor is looking
for a new primary donor

to fund his reelection.

- I know you're no fan, Tom.

- And you know
goddamn well why.

- That's why I'm trying
to get out from under him.

- You have to admire
a politician

who admits to being a puppet.

- I was young.
I made a mistake.

- The man calls himself
a developer.

He's a thug.

- Like I said, I was young.

- Tommy Diehl
was a friend of mine.

- I know that.
Listen to me.

The only thing Pat McGann
wants more than his name

on the tallest building
in Chicago is to be you.

You want to make him obsolete,
this is your chance.

- Hmm.

- Mr. Mayor, we don't want
to keep Allan Steiner waiting.

I mean, clearly,
Mr. Lauder isn't interested.

- All right, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait.

Okay, I'm not gonna write you
a blank check.

But I'm willing to talk.

- Who's Tommy Diehl?

- He's ancient history.

- Didn't seem like ancient
history to that man back there.

- He was a Teamster boss
back in the day.

- What happened to him?

- Disappeared.

Body was never found.

There are rumors McGann
had something to do with it.

- Rumors?

- If you're asking me
do I think McGann killed him,

no, I don't think so.

If I did, I never would have
gotten involved with him.

- Well, you just let Lauder
believe that he did it.

- Well, to get us out
from under it?

I would have let him think
McGann started World War II

and invented cancer.

That's great to hear.

- I'm glad you approve.

- If you're willing to pin
a murder on McGann,

then you really
must be done with him.

- Okay, Nick, all clear.

- Hope you didn't make
any plans.

It's gonna be a long night.

- Just tell me where you want
to order takeout.

- Yeah, well,
we'll get to that.

First things first.

This is everything we need
to know on Thomas Lauder

and his list of demands if
he's going to back the mayor.

You'd like him.
He's principled.

Everything okay?

- Yeah, yeah. Uh, principled.
List of demands.

- Okay. First we have to see
what's feasible.

He's asked for the moon.

Let's see what we have
in the way of stars.

Um, linkage fees...
- Mm-hmm.

- Expedited permits,
variances--

um, huh, you like how
I've picked up the jargon?

- Do you need to get that?

- No, no, no. I'm okay.
- Good.

Now, I need you
to run me through a list

of department heads and the
best way to sweet-talk them

into doing us a favor.

- You know I don't like it when
you edit without telling me.

- I'm taking out
the word "promise."

You use it too much.

- Well, it hard not to use
the P word when you're talking

about the promise Ickaris made
to put us top five.

- When we seal the deal,
we can use the P word.

- Okay, and what are you doing

to seal
the aforementioned deal?

- I have had a back channel
with the CEO for weeks.

Good enough for you?

- Barack, give me
and your boss a minute.

- That's not all right.

What do you want?

- Yeah, I remember once,

this shit bag
told your old man

that his guys were about
to get laid off

from one of my jobs.

He told them
that he heard the city

was gonna shut me down
for code violations.

Says to Pete, says, "Hey,
your guys come over to me,

I'll give them overtime."

He even offered your pops a
little extra as a service fee.

- I don't have time
to go down memory lane, Pat.

- Your dad didn't even call me
to see if it was true.

He just told
the son of a bitch

to get the hell off
the property

before he ordered his men to
beat the shit out of him, yeah.

That was Pete Novak.

- Is there a point
to this story?

- Yeah, the point is, there's
a thing called blind loyalty.

- If I remember,
that was his downfall.

- Who do you think you are

going to Thomas Lauder
for financing?

- It's business, Pat.

- That silver spoon
piece of shit.

You think he'd let you in his
club if you weren't mayor?

- I told you

if you can't pull your weight,
I'd have to go elsewhere.

- Pull my weight?

I own you.

- You don't own shit.

- What'd you say to me?

- You don't own your buildings.

You don't own the land
they're on.

And most importantly,
you don't own me.

- You forgetting
a little something?

- I'm sick and tired of you
holding that over my head.

You want to drop that bomb
and blow yourself up too?

Be my guest.

But for now,

get the fuck out
of my office.

I've got a city to run.

- Hi, it's Yoli Castillo again.

I'm so sorry I missed
your call.

Please call me back.
Thanks.

Aztec Dave's on Madison today,
if you want to grab a bite.

- I'm not hungry.

- You okay?

Didn't get fired again,
did you?

That was a joke.

What's up?

- Oh, uh, it's nothing.

- Look, I don't know you,

but I know you.

I can tell something's
bothering you.

- I'm DACA.

You know that, right?

- No, but so?

- My parents, though...

- Oh, shit. I mean, if you're
worried about something

coming back around
on the mayor, it's...

- No. My mom was picked up
by ICE last night.

- What?

- I mean, she wasn't really
picked up.

She was on a bus
a few years ago

when they did a routine sweep,

and ever since,
she has to check in.

Uh, usually it's fine,
but, uh, last night...

They're not letting her go.

- Shit.

Did you tell Jessica?

- No, no. I--

I can't be a problem to her.

- Yoli, this is your mom.

- No. Please.

Don't say anything.

- I won't. I won't.
It's okay.

- Hey.

It's gonna be okay.

- Your turn.

- Are you kidding me?

- You know
it's a game of luck, right?

- Says the man
who always loses.

- Shh, shh, shh.
Peace, peace.

Shh. Shh.

I have to get going.
- I know.

- I would like nothing more
than to wake up with you.

- Well...

Not really possible,
is it?

Why not?

- Because of this crazy
puritanical society we live in.

Everybody cares
where the mayor sleeps.

- Well, in L.A., they don't.

- We don't live in L.A.

- I have a mayors conference
there next month.

Come with me.

- Bobby.
- I'm serious.

- People--
- We need time together.

- People will wonder
why I'm there.

- People here?

- Here, there.
It won't look right.

- You're the city attorney.
You're not some secretary.

There's plenty for you to do.

Come with me.

Yes.

- Ah, you know what?
You're right.

It's a terrible idea.

I think people probably
will judge us.

- Oh, you!

- Hi!

- Uh, Jessica,
everything okay?

We--we didn't scare you,
did we?

- Jeff gave me his key.

- Oh, he did, did he?

Hmm.

- Hey, little man!

Did you ask Cousin Jessica

if it's okay to go in there?

- No.

- You know what?

I'm in the mood
for some ice cream.

Yeah, but hey!

Your mother said you
didn't like ice cream.

- I do like ice cream!
- You do?

- Hey, don't be eating
too much.

- Do you like coffee ice cream?
- Yes!

- No, no.
Do you like cookies and cream?

- Yeah, yeah,
cookies and cream!

- Cookies and cream.
Cookies and cream.

Oh! Oh!

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Boys asleep?

It's almost 10:00 p.m.

Of course they're asleep.

- Lost track of time.

How are you feeling?
Did you give yourself the shot?

- Not yet.

- Do you want me to do it?

- Where were you tonight?

- Kiwanis Club.

- Because I called Nick, and he
didn't know where you were.

- Nick's been driving for
the Pearson woman most days.

You can call Dave Boltansky
over there,

you don't believe me.

- I was just wondering.

- Hmm.

- All right, well,
I'm gonna go up.

Pat McGann
dropped this off for you.

- He was here?

When?

- I don't know.
He said you were expecting him.

- Aaron. Aaron!

- Oy.