All language subtitles for Pearson S01E09

- Can I ask how long
you've known?

- You don't
get to ask me anything.

- Carlos Salazar.
We talked about him, remember?

- I'm not in the market

for an alderman.
- You're the winner

of the Ickaris sweepstakes,
Mayor Novak.

- Months ago,
you were a player.

Now, not so much.

- I have decided
to put Ickaris on my site.

- He's dead.

He's dead.
- He's got you on tape, Nick.

- I'm the only one
who's ever gonna pay.

- You don't think
that takes me down?

- You killed Tommy Diehl
for McGann, didn't you?

Running isn't going to solve
the problem.

- I killed two people.

- Your daughter
will understand what you did.

- She'll never see me
the same way.

- You keep this from her,

and she'll never see you
at all.

I'm trying to keep
my assistant's mother

from being deported.

- So you have time
for your assistant

but not your own family?

If you got any food
you could spare...

- Hell yeah,
I could spare some.

- Living on the street
homeless

is not going
to change anything.

- No, but living right across
from City Hall might.

- Anybody home?

Lillian?

- Was it worth it?

The trip.
Ickaris.

- You know what
these tech guys are like.

- You never get
everything you want.

- She's in love with you.
Did you know that?

- Yeah, Steph--

- What about you?
Are you in love with her?

- It's 2:00 a.m.
- Oh, come on.

That is not an answer.
- You know what the doctor said

about stress.
- Oh, fuck you!

Please do not use my health
as an out for this.

Yes or no?

- I never meant to hurt you.
- Oh, please, Bobby...

- It started when you
weren't even--

- Spare me
your bullshit apology.

Ugh...

Do you realize
how reckless you are?

- Nobody knows but Nick.
- Oh, wow.

You must think so little
of all the people around you.

Everybody knows.

You are risking everything
that we have worked for.

- Jesus Christ.

You sound like Lady Macbeth.

- Yeah, Lady Macbeth,

who introduced you
to all of her family's

blue blood friends, right?

That's why you married me,
isn't it?

So that we could make the son
of a union thug more electable?

- No, it's not.
- Oh, please, come on.

Have enough respect for me
to just admit it.

- That's not why I married you.

I love you.
- Yeah.

You love her too.
Or maybe you're not sure.

You're gonna get back
to me on that.

Is there anyone else
that I need to know about,

or should I just wait
until the next conference

to find out?

- What do you want me to do?

- I want you to do
whatever you want to do.

If you want to be with her,
I think you should be with her.

You want to self-destruct,
I think you go right ahead.

But when everything
comes crashing down,

please do not expect me

to be a prop
in your apology tour.

- Mom?
- Hmm?

- Can we make
a campfire tonight?

- Uh, I think it's against
the law, baby,

but I could tell you a ghost
story with a flashlight.

- Ghost story! Ghost story!
- Only if it's not too scary.

- All right.
One not-too-scary ghost story,

coming up.

- Hey.
You boys ready for school?

- Where's the bathroom again?
- I'll take you.

Go stand over there
with your brother.

- All right.

- Um, do you have
any power left on your phone?

- I think so.
Why?

- Need to make a quick call.
- Ma...

- We left in the middle
of the night, Angela.

She deserves to know
where we are.

- I don't want her
coming to the rescue.

- It's common courtesy.
That's what it is.

- No rescue.

- Nick.

Chuck Hargrove's
looking for you.

And I'm looking for you.
Call me.

I'm starting to worry.

Something told me
you'd be waiting for me.

- Take it you saw the tents.

- Hard to miss.
That is the point, right?

- And now that you did,
we need to say something.

- For now, don't say anything.

- That's kind of hard
when there are people

sleeping under your window.

- And it's sad as shit,

but I can't give in
to extortion,

and I can't magically
replace shelters

with money the city
doesn't have.

- No one's talking
about city money.

You developer friend
put those people out there.

He needs to step up.

- I'm not dragging McGann
into this right now.

Why not?
It's his responsibility.

- Because he's
Ickaris's new landlord.

And if we're gonna go out there
and hype that,

we can't use the other hand
to smack him down.

- Ickaris is being built
on North Park?

Since when?

- Since I decided so.

- I thought your trip
to Seattle

was to work out
the fine print.

- I promised to revitalize the
South Side, Derrick, and that's

exactly what I'm gonna do.
You got a problem with that?

- No, I don't
have a problem at all,

but if you want to help,
those people sleeping

under your window
are from the South Side.

- You go out and sell
the Ickaris move.

I'll find a solution
to the people outside.

- Oh, you mean you get Jessica
to sweep it under the rug.

- Goddamn it, Derrick.
- Am I wrong?

Tell me I am wrong.
- I'm sorry.

Have you seen
my press secretary?

If you see him,
let me know!

You tell Ms. Pearson to see me
the minute she gets in.

Keep everyone else
the hell out.

- Lillian.
- Oh...

Good to see you.

- I've been so worried.

I went home,
and there was nobody there.

What happened?

- Have you been
to City Hall, yet?

- I was on my way
when you called me back.

- That's where we are.
Tents across the street.

- What?

- Well, they wouldn't pay
any attention to the neighbors

who were sleeping outside
North Park.

So a bunch of us got together

and decided we should
shine a light on it.

- And when you say, "us"?
- It means all of us.

We know what we're doing.

- I don't mean to be
judgmental here Lillian, but...

how can Angela put her boys
on the street like that?

- It's my idea.
- Your idea?

- I told her if she wanted
to go there,

she needed to go all in.

- They're children, Lillian.

- So was I and your father

when they turned hoses on us
in Alabama.

They are not too young
to be educated.

- I just want them to be safe.

You promise me,
this goes on--

- I will bring them back
myself.

I promise.

Angela's a whole
'nother story.

- What's it gonna take
to change her mind?

Unless that boss of yours

puts up brand-new
apartments for us,

I'm afraid there's not much
you can say.

- So we haven't seen each other

since we were both
on that panel.

What was that called?

- Uh, Women Lawyers
in Leadership:

Is Breaking the Glass Ceiling

Worth a Trip
Through the Jungle?

- Yeah.

Little bit of
a mixed metaphor but...

- I can't believe you called me
after I put you through that.

- Actually,
that's why I called you.

I was really impressed
by what you said

about your time
with McDermott.

- Are you saying
you want to join us?

- If you'll have me.
- Have you?

What color do you want me
to paint your money truck?

- You should know I've never
worked in the private sector.

- I think it is a fair trade
for all of the connections

you've made at City Hall.

- We'll see how many I have
after I leave.

- Can I ask you...
why are you leaving?

- Politics is emotionally
and physically draining,

and it's time for a change.

- Did you practice that
in the bathroom here?

- Was I that insincere?
- Not at all.

But I think we should
call this what it is.

You're trading power for money.

And for somebody who grew up
with neither,

it's a tough choice to make.

- I'm gaining some clarity.
- I understand.

But I can't risk
making you a partner

and then having you leave.

So when you're ready
to put a ring on it, call me,

and we'll make it happen.

- Morning.

- Dark roast,
splash of cream, no sugar.

- You know you don't have to
announce that every time?

- I like rituals.
- Mm-hmm.

Yoli?
- I wanted to get you something

for helping me with my mom.

It's completely unnecessary.
- I know.

I know.
Can you just open it?

I mean, what do you get
the woman who has everything?

I figured you don't
need a title.

You're Jessica Pearson.

Thank you.

- Do you like it?

- I love it.
- Good.

- Not to make you spend
any more money,

but Derrick was the one
who made the real difference.

- Yeah, he tried tricking me
into telling him something.

- No, no.

Derrick was the one
who found out the truth

about your mother.

Without him,
she'd probably be deported.

- Ms. Pearson,
the mayor needs to see you.

- Thank you.

Just a suggestion.

Gracias.

How was Seattle?

- Seattle was a conference room

with nothing to drink
but Kombucha.

- I hope you got more than
probiotics out of that trip.

- I got the something more
on my way in this morning.

- There's a simple solution
for that

little demonstration out there.

- In my experience,
nothing's simple.

- You made a deal with McGann
to build replacement housing.

- And you made a deal
to drop everything North Park.

- That doesn't sound like
you want me to drop it.

That sounds like you want me
to pick a different side.

- Yeah, my side.
Because you work for me.

You don't get that by now,
we're wasting--

- Who do you work for,
Mr. Mayor?

- Forget Pat McGann.
That ship has sailed.

He's not footing the bill,
and I'm not asking him to.

What I'm asking for is for you
to help get those people

off the street before this
becomes a firestorm.

- Well, there might be
one problem with that.

- There always is with you.

- My cousin's one of
the organizers.

- What?
How can your relatives

be homeless when they have you?

- They're down there by choice.

They just want to be heard.
- Well, get them up here.

I'll sit down with them
right now.

- An audience with the king
isn't going to cut it anymore.

- Yeah, how do you know that?
- Because I know my cousin.

And her bullshit meter
is just as good as mine.

- God...

I am not trying
to bullshit anyone.

But I am up against it on this.

I can't give
decent permanent housing

to everyone who wants it.

That's a harsh reality.

On the other hand,

if that thing out there
metastasizes

and I use force to clean it up,
I'm seen as a monster.

- Then don't be one.

- I'm not asking you
to crush these people.

I'm asking you
to find a solution.

- And I'll find one.

- Thank you.

Do it fast.

They start calling it
tent city, I've lost control.

- Walk with me.

- What's up?

- How long will it take you
to get a story in the paper?

- In the papers?
- Not in the mood, Derrick.

- If you mean online,

I can get something out
by lunch.

Why?
- Okay, good.

I want to go hard
after Pat McGann.

I want to shame him into taking
care of these demonstrators.

- Wait, that doesn't make
any sense.

- McGann doesn't care about
the homeless, but believe me,

he does care
about his reputation.

- No, I mean, Bobby told me
to lay off McGann

because he just made a deal
to put Ickaris on his land.

- Excuse me?
- He didn't tell you?

- No. He did not.

- I don't get it.
I mean, I know this is hardball

but out of nowhere,
that guy gets that prize?

It doesn't make any sense.
- It makes perfect sense to me.

- You know something?

- Nothing you need
to concern yourself with.

- Sounds like I do.
- Derrick.

- I don't like having to go
out there and spin bullshit

based on something you and
the mayor are keeping from me.

I'm starting to feel like
a fucking sell-out!

- You are not a sell-out.

Just keep your head down.

Do your job.

- So we're back
to that, Jessica?

Just when I thought you put
cause over politics...

you remind me
who you really are.

- That's right.

The biggest,
baddest operator around.

Be glad I am.

- Yeah, "plaintiff" is
misspelled, and I told you

that you can't get a TRO

without proving
irreparable harm.

Yeah, well, all right.
I'm here.

- Are you avoiding me?

- Yeah, I told Michelle Finn
to write a shitty brief

so that you would believe
I'm busy.

- I just...

haven't seen you
since I got back.

- Thought you were all tied up
doing Pat McGann's bidding.

- I don't like doing it.

- You're going to have to
be more specific.

I don't know what "it" is,
remember?

It's important to keep
my hands clean.

Can you please ask the new
paralegal to proof these?

It's not my job
to find mistakes.

- I'm sorry about L.A.

I didn't mean to leave you
in a lurch.

- You left me in an adjacent
hotel room with your wife.

- Can you stop moving
for a second?

Look, Steph told me
what happened.

It's all out
in the open now.

- You say that
like it's a good thing.

- At least
there's no more lying.

No more slinking around.

I think there's something
to be said for that.

- I'm quitting, Bobby.

- What?

- I'm in talks
with McDermott.

I'm gonna come in at partner.
$310,000 a year.

It seems like a good fit.
- You're overreacting.

- Believe it or not,
I've actually given this

a lot of thought.

- You're the City Attorney
of Chicago.

You're gonna give that up
to become

one of a hundred
junior partners?

- I've been here five years.

I think I've gotten everything
I can out of this job.

And yeah, it might be nice

to be a face in the crowd
for once.

- Oh, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to interrupt.

- It's fine.
Is this the right brief?

- I can come back.

- We're just wrapping
things up.

Was there anything else?

- Not now.

Thank you.
- Thank you.

- I hear congratulations
are in order.

- Well...

you should be congratulating
the people on the South Side.

I'm bringing in 4,000 new jobs.

- And a very big one for you.

Ickaris.
- Ickaris.

Sounds almost mythical.

- Mm, that's a big get
for a man

that was just holding
a pair last week.

- Luck of the Irish I guess.

- Well, now that you're flush,
you can pony up on that money

that you promised to relocate
the people of North Park.

- This again.
You're like a broken record.

- There's a homeless encampment
growing outside of City Hall.

Doesn't look very good
for your friend, Bobby.

- Well, you know how much
it would run me

to house those people
indefinitely?

I'm not in
the welfare business.

- You have over 200
vacant units in Streeterville.

You can't repay Bobby
with a little finder's fee?

- Sorry, honey.
Doesn't work that way.

- And why is that?

Because Nick killed
Tommy Diehl for you?

I knew you had something
on Bobby.

I just didn't know
it was coming through Nick.

- Where is Nicky, by the way?
- I was hoping you'd tell me.

- I don't know what you think
you're gonna do

with this theory of yours.

But I've got a groundbreaking
to prepare for.

- I'm not gonna do
anything with it.

No, I'm gonna hold on to it

and watch the walls close in.

- I'm Irish, remember?

I'll be fine.

- You're gonna need
a hell of a lot more

than a Goddamn leprechaun
to get you out of this one.

- Angela, can I talk to you?
- I just clocked in.

- Did you take food
from the cafeteria

after your shift on Wednesday?

- Yes.
- Do it again, and I'm going

to have to write you up.
- I didn't steal anything.

They were going
to throw that food out.

- As required
under the health code.

- Wasting perfectly good food
is required?

- If someone gets sick,
they could sue the hospital.

- None of these people
are going to sue.

I promise you.
- Look.

I know your family's
going through a hard time,

and I'm on your side.
- Then cut me some slack.

And it's not just my family
out there.

- According to my supervisor,

you've been given more
than enough slack.

One more thing, Angela.
Did anyone help you?

- What?
- With the food.

Did anyone help you take it?

I need to know the truth.

- No. No one.

- How was
the mayor's conference?

- Uh, imagine 100 egomaniacs
who all want to be governor

under one roof,
now add booze.

- I understand it was you
and the mayor's wife.

How was that?

- I have a TRO blowing up
in my face.

Is there something
I can help you with?

- I take it you've seen
the tents outside?

- I have.

- My family is part
of that protest,

and the mayor has asked me
to find a solution.

Not promises, but a solution,
and that means money.

- Okay.
- I saw how you handled

the police negotiations.

No one knows the budget
better than you.

- I appreciate that,
but North Park

was already litigated,
and as I recall,

you dropped the lawsuit
in exchange for a job.

- Well, this isn't
about the law, Keri.

It's not even about winning.

It's about doing
the right thing.

And I know somewhere inside you
you hated doing

what you had to do.
- Sure.

- I'm sorry?
- I'll help you.

Just clear your evening
and order some Chinese food.

I like orange chicken,

but I'll pretty much
eat anything.

- Okay, I'm here.

Anything?

- Someone said they saw his car
at Jimmy V's on Western.

- Near the old 299? When?

- Late last night.

- I think I may know
where he is.

- Okay, so if we eliminate--
- Cut in half.

- Fine.

Cut in half...

forestry education...

then...then we can triple

our rent stipend.

- You know, you're talking
about cutting

a school program for kids.
- About trees.

Who don't vote.
- Okay.

Even this only covers
the stipends for a year.

- Hopefully I can
sell Angela on this.

- I need that in writing
from her, signed.

No more protests,
no more lawsuits.

This is the end.
- I understand.

Thank you.

- I'm glad we could find
a solution.

- This takes me back.

I haven't worked like this
since I was an associate.

- Yeah, do you miss it?
- Not one bit.

But it's nice to know
I still got it.

- Hey, can I ask you something?
- Sure.

- How do you think I would do
at a law firm?

Like a real one.
A corporate law firm?

- Where's this coming from?
- Nothing.

I'm just rethinking my career.
That's all.

- That's all?
- Yeah.

You're not the only one
allowed to have

a huge career change.

- Well, then no wonder you were

so eager to help me
while you still can.

Must have been
some flight back from L.A.

What happened out there, Keri?

- She knows, and the worst part
is she's not angry.

She just...pities me.

- I'm sorry.

- Yeah.
So...

imagine me at your
old firm,

Pearson, Specter, Litt.
How would I do?

- You're a great lawyer, Keri.

I have no doubt you'll be
a star wherever you go.

- But?

- But you'll just be changing
your business card.

- I know.

- So if you're really
asking me

whether you should
get another job

to change
the situation you're in,

I can't answer that for you.

- Yeah.

- Yo, Derrick.
Hold up.

You weren't
at the Tuesday night game.

- I'm overworked
and out of shape.

- Fred P. was talking
trash about you.

- Yeah, he throw up his usual
20 bricks from the outside?

At least.

Hey, what's the deal

with the mayor's trip
to Seattle?

People are talking.
- Yeah?

What are they saying?

- They're saying he's doing
all kinds of dirty shit

to throw Ickaris
to this McGann asshole.

- That's true.

- Can I get that
on the record?

- Listen.
Off the record.

That guy on the fifth floor
is as shady as they come.

And he knows he's going to
get major blowback

when this comes out,
but he's doing it anyway,

because he knows that
it's going to bring millions

to the people
that need it the most.

I'm telling you,
don't go after him

just to get print.

This guy's on the right side.

- Maybe so, but I've got
a boss to answer to.

Newsroom's half the size
since you left.

- Look, you write about Bobby
keeping his promise

to revitalize
the South Side,

and "a source
close to the mayor"

will slip you a copy
of the budget

before it comes out next month.

Deal?

- Come to the game
next Tuesday, hmm?

Bring some of that Kool-Aid
you've been drinking.

I get thirsty.

- What are you doing
in my stuff?

- No--nothing.
- You going through my shit?

- No, I--I can explain.

- I don't want to know.
Can I just have my desk back?

- What's wrong?
- Nothing's wrong.

I'm just in a bad mood.
I'm allowed to be

in a bad mood.
- Well, can I help?

If it's about work,
I can definitely help.

- You can what?
Offer me advice?

It's about stuff
you know nothing about.

- I have amazing instincts.

Amazing instincts?

Yoli, you don't have instincts.
You have opinions.

And you know what they say
about opinions.

Everyone's got one.

Now can I please
have my space back?

Thank you.

- Thank you for coming
at this hour.

- I don't have far to travel.
What do you want?

- Not here to fight.

I'm not here to beg you
to come home.

I'm here to give you this.

- What is it?

- It's an agreement
with the city.

It triples your rent stipends
for a year,

and add that to
the Section 8 voucher,

and everybody out there
can get a safe

and affordable apartment.

- A year?
- Mm-hmm.

- And what happens
when the lease is up?

- We open up the budget
and we try again.

- You try?
- Angela, listen--

- No, you listen to me
for once.

I'm out here looking after
my neighbors and my family.

Something you know
nothing about.

- That's not fair,
and you know it.

- You're too busy trying to get
some stranger

from being deported
rather than help us.

What part of that isn't true?

- If this is really about
your neighbors and your family,

take it to them.

Let them decide,
because it's the best deal

they're going to get.
- Yeah.

Says the woman
who dropped our lawsuit.

- All I've done
since I got to Chicago

is try and help.

And you have fought me
at every turn.

You won, Angela.

This?
This is a win.

Take it.

Don't you dare try
to hurt your neighbors

because you're angry with me.

You won.

- I'll talk to them.

I gotta go.

The boys are getting up
in a few hours.

- I miss them.

- They miss you, too.

- A lot of people
are looking for you.

- I can still see him
sitting right there.

He had that...

Big leather swivel chair.

- Don't romanticize him, Nicky.

Okay, Diehl was as mobbed-up
as they come.

He made his own guys
pay him to get work.

- So that means he deserved
to die?

- I didn't tell you
to fucking kill him.

- You didn't have to.

All you had to do
was tell Pete Novak

to have his hothead bastard
take care of it.

- Did you tell Jessica Pearson
what you did?

- What does it matter?

- Did you tell her?
- No, I didn't.

- Well, she figured it out.

And she can take us
all down, Nick.

Is that what you want?

Aw, jeez.

All right,
anything happens to me,

that tape goes right
to the FBI.

- Here's the thing.

We're the only two
on that tape, Pat.

What if we're both gone?

Case closed.

- Put the gun down.

- Be kinda poetic,
wouldn't it?

Two of us go out

right here
where it happened?

- You gonna do that to Bobby?

- Bobby's free.

And so am I.
- There's another way.

- What's that?

- Let sleeping dogs lie.

I mean, you're staring
at ghosts, Nicky.

Nobody gives a shit
about Tommy Diehl but you.

World's a better place
without him.

Live your life.

- ♪ Another day in America

- Angela!

Hey, I have been
looking for you.

I'm Carlos Salazar.
- I know who you are.

What are you doing here?
- I'll be quick.

Look, I just wanted
to let you know

that I saw your name
in the paper

and that you're not alone.
- Okay?

- Okay, and later today
I'll have my volunteers out

with food, blankets,
prescription pickups

for the elderly--
whatever you need.

- Thank you, but, uh...

We don't need any help.
This is all gonna be done soon.

Uh...

I don't understand.

- Well, I spoke
with the city last night.

They gave us an offer.

We discussed it,
and we're going to take it.

- Do you mind if I give you
a second opinion?

- Uh...I don't know.

- I have some experience
wrestling with the city.

Is that the offer?

- Wrestle away.

What are you thinking?

Honestly,
this is just a Band-Aid

to get you off the street.

- Maybe, but it's the best
offer we're going to get.

That I know.
- Who told you that?

Look, don't you see?
The fact that the city

came back so quickly
means that this is working.

And with my help, we can raise
the heat even more.

- Look, my neighbors
are tired and hungry.

They need real heat, okay?

They just want this
to be over with.

- Then convince them
to stay the course,

and you'll get them everything
you asked for and more.

- That's the thing, it was
my idea to come out here.

They put their faith in me.

- And now I'm asking you
to put your faith in me.

All right, Angela,
you have started

a movement here.

And it is bigger
than North Park.

Let's do this together.
Let me help you.

- Hey, Earl!
- Hey.

- Perch are still biting.

Got some fresh soft shell,
if you're interested.

- Nah, I'd rather have a minnow
tip with an inline spinner.

- Wow. Can't even agree
with your old man on bait.

Hey, sweetheart.
- Hi, Dad.

- What brings you here
to my retirement mistake?

- Ahh, I can't just stop by?

- Busy girl like you?

Talk to me.

- I'm thinking about
quitting.

- To run for Congress?
- No.

Go work in one of those
fancy law firms on Lake Shore.

- No shit.
- You think I'm a sell-out.

I can see it.
- No, I got nothing against

making money.

I may not be very good
at it, but...

Is this the job?
Or is this really about

the guy at work
you've been seeing?

- How--
- "I don't have time

for a relationship"?
Come on.

Can't fool me.
I was on the job for 20 years.

- It's com--
- It's complicated.

- It is!
- Well, if it's complicated,

let this guy find another job.

You're the goddamn
City Attorney.

Who the hell is he?

Hey.

I stayed on the job too long

because there was nothing else
I could do.

You don't need my approval
to cash out.

You've done your time.

- Thanks, Dad.

- Hey, it's me again.
Call me.

- Shall I come back?

- Not if you've got a solution
to the tents.

- Actually,
Keri and I worked all night.

I'm expecting
a signed agreement

from my cousin any minute.

- Good.
Is that it?

- Have you heard from Nick?

- No.
- Maybe you should ask

your friend Pat McGann
where he is.

- What the hell does that mean?

- Clearly, Nick was unsettled
by something McGann did.

That's why he went after him.

- Look, they go back
a long way together.

Could have been any one
of a million things.

- Oh, come on, Mr. Mayor.

A grown man
doesn't go after another

unless his back
is against the wall,

or he's been betrayed.

- Were you there?
You don't know what went on.

- What I know is that whatever
started that fight,

and whatever made you give him
Ickaris is one in the same.

- We're done here, Ms. Pearson.

Not now!

- You said you would distance
yourself from that man.

You had one arm free,
and now this.

Why the hell would you
let him back in?

- You lost the chance
to cross-examine me

when you lost your license.

What?

- You need to see this.

- The city's offer
was an insult.

The fact is, the complete
disregard for human life

goes on in too many cities
across the country,

and Chicago
is only one of them.

The homeless are moved
from shelter to shelter

like prisoners,
but they're not prisoners.

They're citizens.
They're voters.

- What's your message
to Mayor Novak?

- Our message is simple.
We're gonna blanket downtown

with tents and fill
City Council chambers tonight

and every night
until something gets done

because this is an atrocity
and it has to stop now.

- You want to tell me
what the hell is going on?

I thought you had
a signed agreement.

- That man must have
gotten to her.

- Yeah, obviously.

Fucking Salazar.

- You need to say something,
or it's going to look

like you're running
from a fight.

- Yeah, I'm well aware
of that, Derrick, thank you.

Do I have a fight on my hands,
Ms. Pearson?

- Hold off on making
a statement for now.

I'll see what I can do.
- You sound a lot like someone

who's running for mayor.
Are you ready to announce?

- What I'm ready for...

- What was that about?

- You see what's going on
out there?

- I'm not talking
about the tents.

I'm talking about the man
with the microphone.

- Who? Salazar.
- Mm-hmm.

- He's been firing shots at
Bobby since he got into office.

Plus, he's rising
in our internal polls.

- He's running for mayor?

- He hasn't announced it yet,
but he's definitely no joke,

and your cousin
just gave him a cause.

- I guess Yoli was right.

- What does Yoli
have to do with this?

- She was pushing me
to give him the alderman seat.

Said he was
the only real choice.

- Uh-huh.

- You going to see
your cousin?

- My cousin's
not the leader anymore.

- Mr. Salazar?

I'm Jess--
- Jessica Pearson.

I know who you are.
Would you give us a minute?

- Mm-hmm.

- I'm Angela Cook's cousin.
- Right.

And you're also the mayor's...
what is it you do again?

I guess someone like you
doesn't need a title, do you?

- You got the mayor's
attention today.

- Yeah, and I'm sure
he'd like me off his doorstep

as soon as possible.

So what are you here
to threaten me with?

That I'm gay?
I don't talk about it.

Everybody knows,
nobody cares.

- I'm not here
to threaten you.

I'm here to make you an offer.
- If it isn't permanent housing

for the people
camped out at City Hall,

then we've got nothing
to talk about.

- The offer's not for them.

It's for you.

- I don't take bribes.
- It's not a bribe.

It's a ladder.
- What does that mean?

- The vacant alderman seat
for the 54th.

It's yours if you want it.

- If I wanted
to be an alderman, Ms. Pearson,

I'd run for alderman.

- No, you'd just rather hop
right into

the big office
before you're ready.

- Oh, there's no such thing
as ready.

The time is now.
- The timing might be right

for that little sideshow
you've got going in the park,

but once the media gets tired
of it in about a week

and Bobby's ad buys
start running,

you'll be yesterday's news.

- And so I should just be

Bobby's lapdog
on City Council instead?

- No. Be his friend.

Get some experience,
and at the end

of his second term,
maybe he'll support your run

to replace him.

You know I could get up
at that City Council meeting

tonight and tell everyone

about your littler offer,
right?

- You won't.

In fact,
you won't show up at all.

And that's how I'll know
we have a deal.

'Cause like you said,

someone like me
doesn't need a title.

- Keri.

Can you meet me around back?

- Not being very discreet.

- If you believe my wife,

everyone in City Hall
already knows about us.

- Not Simone in permits.
She's be crushed.

- Rebecca Adler from McDermott

called me today about you.

She didn't want it to seem
like she was poaching.

- Did you blackball me?

- I told her she was getting
the best lawyer I've ever seen.

- I know that wasn't easy.

- Don't go.

- Bobby, don't.

- I love you.

Did you hear what I said?

- Yes.

It doesn't make a difference.

- How can you say that?
- Because it isn't true.

- You think I would
make that up

just to get you to stay?

- No, I think if you really
loved me, you would let me go.

- We can make this work.
- When?

Are we gonna do it
after the election?

After the next election?

You're not going to leave
your sick wife

and two kids,
and I don't want you to.

- Keri...
- Bobby, listen to me.

You brought Jessica in
to protect me

because you knew
this day was coming.

Here it is.

I--I have got to be
somewhere else right now.

I've got to get away from you
and your brother and McGann

and all of it and if you really
love me, you will let me go.

Please.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- You got a minute?
- I don't know.

Pretty busy giving my opinions
to everyone.

- I'm sorry.

I was mad at myself
for towing the party line

and I took it out on you.

- You know,
you should be very proud

about the way
you act around here.

Your loyalty's a strength.

- You always speak your mind.

- Well, I'm trying
to rein it in

because you challenged me and--

Okay, fine.
I'm just gonna say this once.

I admire you.

So can I show you why
I was poking around your stuff?

- I wanted to thank you

for helping me with my mom.

both:
- Go ahead, open it.

- These Everlasts are like
top of the line!

How did you...
- I just googled

"Best boxing gloves."

both:

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Can I give you
a hug or something?

- Of course.

Thank you.
- No, sure.

- For the--
- Yeah.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Um, I was going to take
the offer,

but Carlos made
some good points.

I just want you to know
this isn't personal.

- Well, if you're waiting
for Carlos,

I'm afraid he's not coming.

- What?
How do you--

- I did what I had to do
to end this.

- I just told you,
this isn't personal.

- That man is using you,
Angela.

I'm trying to find a solution
that works for everybody.

- By finding a way to silence

the one person willing
to make a change?

- By actually putting him
in a position to make change.

- The council
will come to order.

- Well, I'm glad you came
to town, Jessica.

Really opened my eyes.

- It's politics, Angela,
and it's not pretty.

- If the council
could come to order, please.

- Yeah, I see that.

- The council will come
to order!

If the council
will come to order, please.

I will now--
- We deserve your respect!

- I will now call the roll.

- Look, I know many
of you are part

of the demonstration
downstairs,

and I know you want
to speak.

When everyone settles down,

we can form a line
for questions.

- You suck, yo!

- Excuse me, Mr. Mayor.
My name is Angela Cook.

Like everyone here,
I'm done with questions

and I need answers.

We're angry.
I'm angry that a place

my family and I called home
our entire life

was torn down so fast
we didn't have time to pack.

I'm angry you decided
your developer friend

is more important than...
Tina Matthews here,

who works
in a school cafeteria.

Or Miss Gloria Green,
who raised her three kids

in a one-bedroom home.

Her oldest son is serving
our country in Afghanistan.

- That's right!

But what I'm most angry at
is that you think

we'll take the scraps
you're handing us and give up.

Let me tell you something,
Mr. Mayor.

You can take our homes,
our rights,

but you cannot
silence our voices.

- We're on your doorstep now,
and we aren't going anywhere.

Not going anywhere!

Not going anywhere!

Not going anywhere!

Not going anywhere!

Not going anywhere!

Not going anywhere!

Not going anywhere!

Not going anywhere!

Not going anywhere!

Not going anywhere!

Not going anywhere!

- Bobby, I--
Nick?

Bobby's not here.
- I know.

Can I come in?
- What's going on?

- I need some legal advice.

- Um...

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

I can recommend somebody.
Let me make a call.

- No, no, no.
It has to be you.

- Okay, okay.
What--what's going on?

- I killed someone.

And I want to confess.

- Aaron.
- Aaron.

- Oy!