Previously on Mayor of Kingstown...
The only person that's gonna kill for these bonds
is the person that can flip them.
You're saying, Milo's still out there?
The fuck is that?
I grabbed them. We're good.
I found the rat.
Who is it?
It was fucking Ben Morrisey.
Fucker, he was in it with us.
Robert and his guys are heroes, they saved our fucking lives.
You know how this goes.
I thought maybe it'd be nice for us to get out
for a bit of a field trip, you know.
Get you outta here for a minute, get some fresh air.
Would you like that?
I would.
You see this shit?
They be swarming like motherfucking bees.
The field is level, that means no fucking drones.
We made a fucking deal.
Mike, you gotta call me back, man.
I fucking found her.
I found Iris.
Mike?
Can I get another one?
No, don't worry about the ice, please.
Okay, you got it.
Thank you.
You don't look like a pro.
That right?
Just saying, it's a little early to be getting your swerve on.
Okay.
- Another? - Please.
So, uh, where's Billy?
Dead.
Fuck.
He was my grandpa.
I'm sorry.
Yeah. He died two years ago.
Guess I haven't been here a while.
Hey, uh, it's none of my business,
but, uh, guy like you comes into a bar like this,
drinking like Genghis Khan went to war?
I mean, you can keep drinking that shit,
but ain't enough in the bottle to drown in, so...
None of my business to be telling a grown man
how to live his life.
You're right.
None of your fucking business.
I'm just taking a day.
Nothing darker or deeper than that.
Take a pause, reset.
I'm gonna leave you these, okay?
And I'm gonna come back for them,
and it's your job to tell me to fuck off.
No matter what I say.
Okay. How long are you gonna be?
Long as it takes.
Well, my shift is 10:00 to 6:00.
Understood.
Does your, uh, grandpa still have the safe in the back?
- Yeah. - All right.
What the fuck?
What the... Are you gonna fucking rob me?
No, I'm not fucking robbing you.
Put this back in the safe, would you?
And I'm gonna come back for this.
But this, you're gonna give to me.
Understand?
Here. That's for you.
Have a nice fucking day.
We don't got those here.
But who knows. Right?
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This isn't sizzle, heat it up just a little.
What you cooking?
They ain't had no fucking andouille.
So this some old dirty rice combination, you know?
Okay.
They giving you presents now?
Naw, I got this for you.
The fuck?
Open that shit up, man. Come on.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Shit.
Bruh, I fucks with this.
I wanted you to have some company when I'm gone.
Yeah, you better hope you gone soon, motherfucker,
'cause I'm gonna be making beats on this bitch day and night.
I'm going today.
Guess the mayor got his mojo back.
Ain't gonna put nobody else in here with you.
All right.
You the boss up in this motherfucker now.
You feel me?
I got you.
All right.
This is Mike. Leave a message.
Michael, hi. I'm so sorry to pester you,
but they're moving Jacob out of juvenile tomorrow,
and he's really, he's very fragile.
He could use your help.
Okay? Would you call me back when you get this, honey?
Thanks. Bye-bye.
- Michael. - No, Mom, it's me.
Hey. Have you seen him?
No, I was just gonna ask you the same thing.
No, I can't find him.
Ian can't find him. Nobody can.
Well, is he okay?
Yeah, yeah, I think he... Yeah.
I'm not worried like that or anything.
No, I just got something to tell him.
Um, look, if you do see him or if you do talk to him,
you tell him I'm looking for him and to call me, okay?
Yeah, and you do the same for me.
I will, okay. Bye.
Ah, Digo, bruh.
- What's good, bruh? - Yeah, yeah.
Got word from the inside, big dawg.
You know, I had to roll you out in style.
King is back.
Aight Kingstown, it's a new day.
Motherfucking king is back.
Yeah! What's good, baby?
This is Mike. Leave a message.
Where you at, Santa Jesus? Shit.
Dawg, you got me out in this air and shit, man.
Let's raise a cup to that shit, come on.
Yeah.
Don't get me wrong, though, Mike.
We still got some shit to settle,
but today, yeah, today all about celebrating.
Yeah. Now get on over here, man.
This party gonna be jumping off till the roof caves in.
You lost, Beeber?
I'm looking for Bunny. I heard he's out.
Don't know who that is, brother.
Maybe you oughta roll that cracker barrel
on up out of here.
I'm Mike McLusky's brother.
- Turn around. - What?
Put your fucking hands on the truck
- and spread your goddamn legs. - All right. Okay.
Jesus fucking Christ.
How's it feel to be on the other side, motherfucker?
Lucky I don't grab your nuts.
Drop you to the motherfucking cement.
Put a knee in your back,
give you some road rash on that pretty fucking face.
- Let's go. - Okay. All right.
One after the other, princess.
You two, stay here.
You, roll with me.
Motherfucker still feel like 5-0.
Building a motherfucking palace up in here.
Yeah, nice.
Watch your head there.
No. No, no, no.
Why you bringing trouble up on my roof, man?
We at capacity up here.
Motherfucker saying he McLusky's brother.
Oh, you the guy?
Yeah.
Shit, the one that got wrapped up in them riots?
Yeah. I need to talk to you.
Shit, man, I've having a party.
I see that.
- Do you want a drink? - No.
Just wanna talk, two minutes.
All right, baby bro.
Let's you and me go talk.
I don't know what to tell you, Ian.
He said he'd only go with you.
Cracked his fucking tooth right in half.
These shit bags got a better dental plan than I do.
Eating rocks. You believe that?
Fucking loony tunes.
Oh, well, yeah. I mean, if he's gotta go
to the dentist, he's gotta go to the dentist.
I'll swing by right now, pick him up.
Yeah, I'll have him back by 6:00.
- I'll see you in a bit. - Yeah.
I mean, you don't think it's strange
that Mike wasn't there to pick you up today?
Yeah, that's fucking strange.
And that he's not answering his phone all fucking day?
Hey, man, I feel you. I really do.
'Cause, I mean, you're out, buddy.
The Mexican dude, he's dead.
AB and Bloods are still under lock and fucking key.
I mean, do you think that one of those motherfuckers
put a target on him?
Yeah. It's possible. But I ain't heard shit about it.
Well, can you fucking check?
- Yeah, I can fucking check. - Good, when?
Slow your roll, baby boy, all right?
You sure you ain't coked up or some shit?
- What's wrong with you? - I'm just trying to figure out
if my fucking brother is dead or if some motherfucker
out there is trying to kill him!
It's scary out in this jungle, ain't it?
What?
Not knowing.
Not knowing if a motherfucker you love
is gonna make it home or not.
Or not knowing if some dumb motherfucker
with a bad attitude and a .22
is gonna end that story right there.
I'm gonna make some calls.
Hit my boy up on the inside, see if he's hearing shit.
He was nice.
Yeah, seemed like a good guy. He didn't hurt you?
No. I'm okay, Ian.
That's good. That's good.
Charlie.
Is this your house?
No, I just gotta, I just gotta stop here for a second.
Wanna come in?
Really?
Yeah. You think you can be quiet?
Okay. Thank you, Ian.
All right. Okay.
This one.
There we go.
I need you to put these booties on here.
- Okay. - These gloves, that's it.
Throw that on.
Like my mom's.
- It's like we're trick-or-treating. - It's like we're trick-or-treating.
- Ian. - Hey, Ben.
Listen, I just need two seconds,
if I could, real quick, just...
Oh, uh, Charlie, come in.
Just shut the door behind you.
- Okay. - All right?
This is Charlie. Charlie, say hi to Ben.
Hello, Ben.
Ian, what's going on? What the fuck?
I just have a dentist appointment down the way.
I needed to drop by real quick.
I gotta get him back by 6:00.
Just need to talk to you for two seconds.
- Come on, Charlie. - All right.
It'll take two seconds.
Okay.
Where's Linda and the kids?
Costco.
But they're gonna be right back, man.
I just wanna, you know, talk to you
off the record a little bit,
maybe backchannel some of this stuff,
just two guys talking.
No lawyers.
No bullshit. Just real simple.
Read that.
Just take a look at it, Ben.
Jesus.
That him?
Hey, Charlie.
Seventeen counts of homicide.
Home invasion.
Forcible confinement.
Dismemberment, desecration.
It's a whole bunch of rape stuff here,
but I don't wanna say that word in front of him.
He knows what it means.
This is fucked up, man.
A little bit.
Look, Robert is a good man.
And he saved my fucking life.
How the fuck did you even get him out?
Question is, when's he going back?
Now he knows where you live.
Look, man.
I... I've already talked to the DA. I mean, I don't...
Call the DA's office, all right, and you say you panicked.
You say it was PTSD bullshit.
Ian, Robert is a fucking psychopath.
He was shooting anything that fucking moved in there.
I was there.
Jesus Christ.
Robert did what needed to be done.
All you gotta do is make this fucking call
and you'll be in Florida tomorrow morning,
you, your family, fresh start.
Just make the call. I gotta get him back.
The phone's right there.
Jeff. Ben Morrisey.
Um, so I've just been thinking a lot,
and, uh, I know you need me to come in,
and, uh...
I can't do it.
I can't, uh, I can't testify.
Hey, Mike.
You, uh, you looking for somebody?
No.
Just, you know, whiskey.
- All right. - On the rocks.
Gotta stay hyrdrated today.
All right, man. Well, it's good to have you.
Yeah.
Fuck.
Here.
Thanks, man.
Hey, Mike. Mike, Mike, you can't take the glass.
- Hey. Hey. - Just keep moving.
Hey! You know, the next fucking innocent
that Robert kills is on your fucking head!
Hope you can sleep with that.
You're as bad as your fucking rapist killer psycho guard dog
- or whatever the fuck... - Let's go, Charlie, let's go.
Jesus Christ!
Can't talk like that.
Charlie, listen to me. Get him in the house now.
Charlie. Right now!
Come on, that's it, that's it. That's it, you got him.
Fucking get his wallet.
Charlie, just stay where you are, all right?
Don't move.
Jesus Christ, Charlie.
Come on. Come on, Charlie. Out you go, out you go.
Okay, Charlie, just kick that. Kick that in for me.
It's locked.
Charlie, please kick it in.
- You have the keys. - I've got the keys.
Kick the fucking door open now.
Let's go. Good. All right. Come on.
- Take the hat off. - Okay.
Hey, I can fucking take myself in.
I was told to take you. I'll take you.
I've never seen anyone earn more doing less.
This work is beneath you, Iris.
It's a waste of your talent.
I don't see any talent.
It works on you.
What the fuck are you laughing at?
The truth.
I'd like a moment alone with her, please.
You confound him.
He beats you, but you're not scared.
You have no respect for his power.
I don't fear him 'cause he ain't the one that beats me.
You are.
He just acts it out.
Joseph has no power.
I wish you hadn't disappointed me.
You deserve worthier challenges.
You were happy in New York, weren't you?
It was a lie.
Of course it was.
That lie was as perfect as love can be.
A perfect illusion to the one who receives it.
And even more so to the one who gives it
because the giver receives adoration and power, both.
The lie never betrays you.
Never leaves you, never gets old,
never gets cancer.
It is perfect every time you manufacture it.
And what you have now is a business transaction,
an exchange of favors.
What a waste.
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I'm sorry, ma'am, you're not on the list.
Oh, maybe look under Reed, Jacob Reed.
He's not in the system.
Well, he's gotta be in the system...
Can I help you, ma'am?
Ma'am, step away from the window.
- Can I help you, ma'am? - I have an appointment
at 5:30 with Jacob Reed.
I just confirmed it this morning,
so I don't understand the confusion.
I'm sorry for the confusion, miss,
but the person you're here to see
is no longer in this section.
No, he wasn't gonna be transferred till tomorrow
and that was the whole point of the meeting tonight.
Ma'am, ma'am, ma'am. I understand.
What you can do is try to make an appointment
next week at the main house.
It should take about a day or two for processing
before he's authorized to have visitors.
I am sorry, ma'am. Good day.
Open up one.
How's it going over there?
Shitty.
How's Terry?
Dead.
Anybody sitting in this stool?
I just told you that Terry's dead,
so who else is gonna take it? But, sure, Mike,
take a seat.
It's a free damn country for now.
I'm sorry.
For what?
Terry.
Don't be sorry for him.
Be sorry for me.
Fucking riots.
Yeah, fucking riots.
You jump in the cage, you get what you get,
I guess, right?
It's like sometimes you eat the bear,
and sometimes the bear eats you.
You still playing both sides?
I'm not playing either side.
I just, uh, try to keep all the sides
at bay, quiet.
How's that working out for you?
I think I'm pretty fucking terrible at it.
To be honest with you.
It hurts my head when I drink it too fast.
Me too.
Are you mad at me?
No. I'm not mad.
You shouldn't be mean to people.
You shouldn't talk to people like that.
No, buddy, you shouldn't talk to people like that.
Thank you for my ice drink, Ian.
It's not hurting my head.
And thank you for the French air.
Come on, buddy. Let me take you back.
Come on. Let's get you back.
Okay.
Fuck them all. Fuck them all. Fuck them all!
Get up, buddy. Come on.
We can't play with you down there in all this shit.
I don't like waiting too long.
I'm right there with you, Big Shooter.
Let's sit you right here.
Calls up outta nowhere and says, "We're good."
What the fuck does that mean?
It means the investigation's over, I think.
I mean, no fucking Morrisey talking,
there's no fucking case.
Maybe Mike got through to him, I don't know.
Yeah, maybe, I don't know.
I tried him, but no fucking answer.
Hey. Where the fuck is Ian?
He's coming. He had to do some inmate escort shit.
Oh, shit. The door opens.
Stevie, you know the rule.
If you don't play a sport, be one.
Go get me a fucking beer, would you?
It's like a fucking weight being lifted.
Was about to call fucking Morrisey
just to fucking thank the guy.
Don't fucking do that. Mike said not to
and it worked out, so just leave it.
Yeah. I didn't fucking call him.
Well, I'm happy for you.
- Thank you, bruh. - Yeah.
- Oh, shit, I gotta take this. - Is it Mike?
Hey, don't touch the table, all right?
I know where all the balls are laying.
I've got it right in my head.
Can you hear me?
- I called around. - Yeah.
Ain't nothing out there on the mayor.
- Nothing? - All quiet.
No, that's good. Yeah, fuck.
Um, I appreciate that.
Sure, man.
- Hey. Bunny. - Yeah.
You know, if he calls you, you let me know, okay?
I got you, baby bro.
All right, thanks.
Watch my man.
The fuck am I looking at here?
You'd be surprised at how many times that shit works.
I'd be surprised if that shit worked once.
That was Bunny.
His guy on the inside said there was no target on Mike, so...
Then where the fuck is he?
I don't fucking know.
We should go to a hospital.
More people die from cars than guns.
Shit, more people die from entering the hospital
than the diseases that they entered there for.
What the fuck, Stevie?
What's up?
There he fucking is.
About fucking time.
- Fucking paperwork. - Jesus Christ.
Hey, what were you doing?
I had to take a fucking serial killer to the dentist.
- Is that a euphemism? - No.
Hey, Robert's cleared.
- Fuckin' A. - Fuckin' A.
- Line them up, Lew. - Fuckin' A
Shots, beers. Go.
Fuck, just leave the bottle.
- Fuck to celebrate. - I got it.
Come on, Lew.
To the fucking good guys!
- The good guys. - Fucking good guys.
Thanks, Mike.
I didn't know I needed that as much as I needed that.
Yeah, well, glad to help.
Fuck you.
Yeah. I just did.
Do you want some?
No.
I'm tapping out here.
Terry was such a big guy, you know?
Made me feel small,
delicate, like I was this little thing
that needed to be taken care of.
And he was the only one who could take care of me.
And them coloreds just... Fuck.
Fuck, Mike.
I heard it was like a...
I heard it was a nightmare in there.
Uh, yeah.
It was.
I wasn't in the building,
but I was outside and...
It was.
Did you see Terry?
No. No, I didn't.
I don't know if I can make it out here without him.
I'm just so fucking angry.
At all of them, every single person in there.
And at Terry.
It's like you have someone waiting for you,
waiting here,
so why the fuck you gotta go down there,
be a hero or whatever
for a bunch of fucking lowlifes?
He was just doing his job, you know, so...
Nothing more. Nothing less.
Yeah. Yeah, he's still here.
Yeah.
Oh, shit, he's up. I gotta go.
Okay.
- Hey. - Hey.
You want some coffee?
No, no, I gotta get going.
Oh, yeah, sure.
But a cup of coffee couldn't hurt, though.
No, I got, I gotta get back to doing what I do.
- Whatever that is. - Right.
A person is what they do.
Yeah.
All right.
Thanks for coming by.
Thanks for having me, Allison.
- Hey, Mike? - Yeah.
You take care of yourself.
Yeah. You too.
Anything?
No.
What if something really fucking happened?
I...
He here?
No.
Where's the mayor?
Bunny told me to find him and bring him to him.
Don't know.
Don't know?
Is there an echo in here?
Fuck you. I need to know where he's at.
Hey, if they... we said we don't know here is,
we don't know where he is.
Don't shush me.
Back up.
It's your mom.
- Yeah, Ma. - Michael?
- No, it's Kyle. - Kyle.
I'm at the office.
Why do you have Michael's phone?
It was in his desk.
Oh, God. Where is he?
I don't know.
Is he all right?
You know as much as I do, Ma.
Jesus.
It's me from yesterday.
I know.
I need that gun now.
I need my keys too, all right?
Um, yeah. The keys I can't.
What do you mean you can't?
You told me you'd come asking. I wasn't supposed
to give them to you.
Oh, no, fuck. That was yesterday.
I was drink... I'm stone sober now.
You said.
Yeah, I know what I said, okay?
Just... Fuck, fuck!
Sorry, you're right.
Just lock your doors, would you?
- What? - Lock your doors.
Lock this door behind me as well.
Hello, Mike.
I heard you have been looking for me.
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