01x02 - The End Begins

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MAN: ♪ MTV ♪

Previously on "Mayor of Kingstown"...

Everybody be dead, if it wasn't for you.

This is a little outside of what we do.

Thanks Mitch.

We're gonna need Kyle.

Your brothers are involved, I'm sure.

What aren't they involved in?

Go straight to the office and
then right into the safe, yeah?

Two hundred grand in the ground.

- You owe me two dances.
- Okay.

Open the safe.

- What happened?
- I need to talk to ya.

- And who has the money?
- The police.

And that's going to be
a problem for you.

Son of a bitch, f*ck off.

Don't ever thr*aten me again.

Mitch, I know why he did it.

But for the life of me,

I'll never understand why you do it.

I was hoping you could help me

with my daughter, she's in real trouble.

What's her name?

♪ ♪

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[ENGINE STARTS]

♪ ♪

Thank you.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

So, is Mike keeping the office?

Oh, probably.

Is he keeping, who's that,
that secretary,

- what was her name?
- Rebecca, you know her name.

- Jesus.
- Rebecca, oh, dios mio.

You know what dios mio means?

- Yeah, oh my God, I think.
- [LAUGHTER]

I remember when Jimmy
worked patrol and we were,

we were busting a house that were making

Social Security cards
in the fruit streets.

You remember that?

- The Hondurans.
- The Hondurans.

And I'm reading rights to these guys

and every f*cking time
I finished a sentence,

they all look over at Jimmy.

And finally the captain says
Jimmy, just explain it to 'em.

Please, they don't understand.

Jimmy, yes sir.

Real loud. Real slow.

You, have, the right,

to remain, silent.

They all turned their f*cking heads

and look at you at you
at the same f*cking time.

[LAUGHTER]

[CLEARS THROAT] Kyle, I'm sorry, man.

Hey what, you expect me to believe

everyone's talking about
what a great guy Mitch was?

Naw, they're talking about their
f*cking mortgage rate,

when Kingstown's gonna get
a country club.

Everybody misses everybody. Everybody.

I mean, how many of these
f*cking things we been to?

This isn't where you miss a guy.

You gotta do it on your own.

Yeah.

- Hey Mike.
- Hey fellas.

- You gonna keep it going?
- I don't know.

Ah, gotta tie up some
loose ends either way.

May as well get started.

God, I've known him since I was uh,

sh*t, we went to grade school together.

- Hmm.
- I'm real sorry, Mike.

I'm real sorry.

Everything about this is sorry.

- Let's go on the porch.
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

All right, so what the f*ck happened?

Uh, Sam's story is the guy att*cked him.

I mean, Sam's face is a wreck,
so maybe it's true.

Guy's on a ventilator,
it was a whole team effort.

Whole place was on lockdown
for, for f*ckin' ever.

The world won't miss
that piece of sh*t, okay?

Yeah, well, the Crips
are gonna miss him.

I don't know what to say,

he's not my nephew,
I just tried to help out.

They're gonna play that letter, Ed.

They're gonna f*cking play the letter.

If they don't try to hit him
on the outside.

Yeah, well, uh...

Let 'em know at this point,

however far they wanna take it,
we'll take it further.

It may not be wise,
but Sam handled himself

- like a f*cking man.
- No, it's not.

Leave the gangster sh*t
to the gangsters, okay?

They're not trying to pull pensions,

or put kids through college.

Well, what do you want us to do, Mike?

Ask our union rep if we can
have some hush money

- from the memorial fund?
- No, you're gonna be smart, Ed.

Move some chess pieces
around, all right?

- Quinton still running C-block?
- Yep.

- Who's got B?
- Uh, two brothers.

It's a Lawrence
and a T-dog or some sh*t.

Fine, separate 'em.

- P-dawg.
- Who cares?

Transfer the weaker one,
put him in AdSeg.

You think that'll make things better?

Well, with new leaders
slinging in the yard, right?

Bloods will see an opportunity.

And they'll tie with the Mexicans.

Crips might lose the yard.

Mm, Mitch wouldn't do it that way, Mike.

It's a big f*cking risk.

Might be short-sighted,
but there is no risk.

We got no choice, okay?

Every once in a while,
it's nice to remind them,

they're the f*cking prisoners.

Not us.

Yeah.

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[WATER RUNNING]

[SIGHS]

I don't feel sad.

And I don't know why.

I just...

I loved him, but I don't feel sad.

You don't have to feel
anything, there's no rules.

I know what you're thinking,

you know, this could happen to me.

It could.

I can't change the way
things are done here.

I'm not asking you to, I...

I'm not asking you to do anything.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- Except...
- [KYLE CHUCKLES]

Hey, don't waste a moment of us, huh.

Because Mitch is how fast it happens.

♪ ♪

[FIRE ALARM BEEPS]

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

Ugh, we got a word for this.

Oh yeah? What's that?

Arson.

Insurance company's gonna love you.

Yeah.

Well, that's the least of my worries.

What were you thinkin', Mike?

How else do you get a stain
out of a carpet?

A f*cking carpet steamer.

- Yeah? Well...
- You okay?

- Yeah, it's no big deal.
- Okay.

Oh my God.

How'd it happen?

I'm ju... I'm tired of talkin' about it.

Can we go?

[SPITS]

Cookin' school is lookin'
pretty good, isn't it?

Sounds silly when you say it.

Silly is setting your office
on fire to clean it,

rather than move to a new office.

I mean, you see the metaphor here right?

I mean, you're not married, you...

You got nothing tying you down.

Don't owe anybody anything.

There's not one reason
for you to take this on.

Just tyin' up some loose ends.

There's a lot of 'em.

Don't let weeks become years, Mike.

You won't get 'em back.

I get you.

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Look, y-you gotta understand here,

this isn't something
that I can help you with.

They moved him to another cell
closer to the chamber,

there's video surveillance,

they've assigned a guard to watch him,

until they remove him
for execution, okay?

You're better off just
talking to his attorneys.

There's no more appeals.

Nothing they can do.

Tomorrow night,
we're supposed to sit there,

right beside them.

And my momma gotta watch
her baby put down like a dog.

And them, is the family
of the child that he k*lled,

when he decided to spray
a bus stop with b*ll*ts.

Look...

I know your mother loves her son,

and it's gonna break her,

but this is happening.

There's nothing anybody can do about it.

Best thing you can do,

look your brother in the eye,

let your smile be the last
thing he sees, okay?

- [SOBS]
- That's it.

♪ ♪

How can there be nothing?

I don't understand.

I don't understand nothing.

You will tomorrow.

[PHONE RINGS]

Yep?

Yo, sorry about your brother man.

I feel for you, everybody
gonna miss him.

Yeah, thank you.

How you holdin' up?

You gonna take some time?

No, no, no, I'm good.

Yeah, that's good to hear,
you backstabbin' m*therf*cker.

Pull me off the f*cking yard, huh?

You tryin' to get me
k*lled m*therf*cker?

I'm on my f*ckin' way.

[LOCK CLICKS]

Okay...

Guys, if someone breaks in here

and cuts open the safe
in the next few weeks,

I'll walk through your front door

and k*ll you in your own kitchen.

It's lookin' good.

♪ ♪

Hey, here come that fool now.

- sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.
- Go, go, go.

What the f*ck, man...

sh*t.

Ah, f*ck... Oh my God.

Aw fudge, oh sh*t man,
you're f*cking crazy.

I was just tryin'
to have a conversation.

You startin' to see
the way we do things now?

f*cking easy with that
Peckerwood justice, man.

- We good.
- No, we're not good.

You hooked a decent kid.

Your boy f*cked with him, your boy lost.

So, it's over, okay?
So I want that letter

on my f*cking desk, today. All right?

Or there's no going back to
the good old days, you and me.

They want their boy, give him back.

You get the yard back.

Aight, sh*t, get that
f*cking g*n off me, man.

Letter's right there, damn.

You've had it this whole f*cking time?

f*ck you, Mike!

Look at my sh*t,

you gonna f*ck my sh*t up
for that m*therf*cker?

Aw man, lookit this sh*t,
lookit this sh*t, f*ck it.

Here, spring my boys.

Hey, it's me.

We're good.

Wanna put the guys back where they were?

Thank you.

Too easy, Bunny.

Tell me this, Mike.

Where you at?

Huh? I'm f*ckin' serious, Mike.

Where you at? You a friend of me?

Or you a friend of them?

Oh wait, I'm your...

I'm your friend now?

Is that what I am? I'm your friend?

No less a friend then they are, man.

Then you're no friend at all, right?

[ENGINE STARTS]

[CAMERA CLICKS]

You wanna feed 'em,
just feed 'em, not k*ll 'em?

Just feed 'em.

That's not a great idea, Mike.

Look, it's not a big bear,

it's just like... it's
the size of a dog.

Now, it's not a big bear now.

But you feed this thing
for a few months,

it'll be a big bear
that's not scared of you.

And thinks your cabin's a f*cking diner.

Yeah, understood.

What does it,
what does it uh, like to eat?

Anything man, it's a f*ckin' bear.

They like what we like.

Bagels, grease, like bacon grease.

Dog food, fiends for marshmallows.

I just hope mama-bear don't show up

to see where baby's gettin' his treats.

Now, can you k*ll it with a p*stol?

- What caliber?
- A . .

Nope, but you'd sure piss it off.

Mm-hmm, what about
with one of these things?

Yeah.

Yeah, it works. Look at that.

Okay, yeah.

♪ ♪

- Knock, knock.
- Yeah.

Uh, the grease from your fryer,

what do you do with it?

Throw it out.

Can I have it?

- The grease?
- Yeah.

- Sure.
- What about the uh,

those fries come in bags?

Forty-pound bags.

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[BAG RUSTLING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[RACCOON CHITTERS]

Hey.

Get outta here.

It's not for you.

All right.

Get outta here.

Go, get out.

[BEAR GROWLS]

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[BEAR CHUFFING]

♪ ♪

- Morning.
- Yep.

Special Agent Aldrich,
this is Special Agent Perry.

You mind if we have a chat?

All right.

- Wanna come up?
- Thank you.

[SIGHS] Okay.

Sorry to hear about your brother.

Thank you.

Do you have any idea
why he was targeted?

He wasn't targeted, he was robbed.

Do you know the connection

between your brother and Vera Sunter?

The woman who was slain by Mr. Ramos.

Yeah, didn't you guys
bother reading his file?

We just wanted to hear it from you.

Okay.

Mitch helped arrange the
surrender of Milo Sunter

after an armored car heist.

In which two armed guards were k*lled.

Correct, yes.
And then part of that deal,

Milo was able to keep and hide,

a portion of what he stole

to be returned to him upon his release.

He was sentenced to life, correct?

Correct.

So, you hid the money for him?

- No.
- Was Mitch's m*rder

about somebody trying to get the money?

- Yeah.
- Where is this money now?

I'm... for the love of God.

All this is in the paper, you guys.

Why are you asking me questions,
you know the answer to?

We had an arrangement with your brother.

- Ah...
- We're here to decide

if we should make that
same arrangement with you.

Your brother received $
a month as a paid informant.

- Are you aware of this?
- I am aware.

Care to tell us anything
about the altercation

you were involved in
yesterday at the Commons?

- What altercation was that?
- The one where you

detonated a concussion grenade
and brandished a firearm.

I have a CCO.

Hmm, yeah, a convicted felon
with a concealed carry permit.

I hope you can appreciate the
magnitude of corruption

that went into making that all happen.

I do.

What do you know about
Deverin Washington?

Bunny.

Yeah, he's a f*ckin' drug dealer.

What else do you wanna know?

He runs the Crips, not a set,

he runs the whole God damn thing, right?

He sits in his front yard,
sells dr*gs, all day, every day.

He's got a cooler with eight
pounds of cr*ck and meth in it.

So, you can go arrest him
anytime you want.

If you would be interested,

- in being a paid informant.
- Yes! f*ck, gimme the paper.

All right, thank you.

- Initial by the...
- Yeah, yeah, Mm-hmm...

Okay, got a check?

- Sign that you've received it.
- All right, here ya go.

- Thank you.
- Now, what I would

- like you to do...
- Look, this is how it goes.

I don't do stings,
I don't wear a f*cking wire,

and if someone asks me
if I'm on your payroll,

I tell 'em the truth, okay?

What I do here and what I do

with other people here,

stays here.

So, if I bend a rule with a cop

to prevent a woman
from becoming a widow,

don't run that cop up a flagpole.

You wanna know who's
running what, anytime, where?

Come to me, but do not f*cking use me.

For anything, I have broken many a law

with feds standing right next to me.

So, if you're here
for some sort of civic cleanup,

just know, you have a lot of
sweeping in your house too.

Okay?

Fair enough.

Great.

Get the f*ck outta my office.

We'll be in touch.

No doubt.

[DOOR OPENS]

You make coffee?

Yeah.

Do you want some?

Mm-hmm.

♪ ♪

[MIKE SIGHS]

So, we still in business?

What else am I gonna do?

[PHONE RINGS]

Right.

- Yep?
- Hey buddy, we need a favor.

What are you gonna do
with Mitch's Caddy?

Mike, thanks for doing this.

- You know everybody, right?
- Yeah.

- Radio.
- Got it.

Hey, you didn't wanna bring the Lincoln?

No, he told me to bring the Caddy.

Caddy's f*ckin' years old,
Lincoln's way newer.

That's somethin' poetic about it, right?

Well, for the record, let me just say

how f*ckin' ridiculous this is,
all right.

For the record, let me just say

that this guy is movin'
a f*ckin' ton of meth.

And he is the top, he is not a runner,

he's the f*ckin' cook

and he's squeaky
f*ckin' clean, this guy.

Guy's like Mr. Magoo, he's smart.

Us, we knocked out
his f*ckin' taillight,

this fucker calls AAA,
has them come fix it

in the parking lot at Costco, he's good.

All right, well I don't got
all f*cking day.

- Let's do this.
- Let's saddle up, let's go.

I'm ridin' with Mike.

Kyle, you think Mr. Magoo's attorney's

not gonna figure that out?
You ride with me, let's go.

Come on, come on, you're hurtin'
my feelings, let's go.

[ENGINES START]

♪ ♪

KYLE: Mike, turn right
at York, he's in a gray Subaru.

♪ ♪

Oh sh*t.

All right, Mike. He should be at

the intersection of York
and rd in about seconds.

Hell, that's blocks away.
I'm at a light.

You're good Mike, you can
make it in seconds.

- All right, I'm moving.
- Thirty seconds.

sh*t, there's too much traffic, hang on.

All right, you got it.

Fifteen seconds.

- I don't see him.
- He'll be there.

- sh*t, I'm through. I didn't see him.
- He's right there.

Look, I don't see him.

[ZIPPO OPENS]

- th Street, fuckface.
- Oops.

Lookit, the impact knocked the crystal

all over the God damned street,
it's a great bust, Mike.

You gotta look on the bright side here.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Ha!

Until the fucker sues
me all over the place.

This car's a f*cking t*nk, Mike.

You can drive that sh*t home, brother.

- Yeah, right.
- Mike.

Mike, this kind of thing,
in time, is gonna be funny.

I swear to God. I swear to God.

Skedaddle, let's get him.

Let's go, let's get him out.

Hey man, thanks,
the way you handled that sh*t

the other day. Means a lot, thank you.

- It's my pleasure, brother.
- Yeah.

All right, let's get him,
get him outta there.

Look at this fucker.

[BUZZER BUZZES]

GUARD: Walk towards me until I say stop.

Stop.

Remove your jacket.

Have a seat, remove your shoes.

Stand.

Get dressed, stand over there.

[BUZZER BUZZES]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[HANDCUFFS CLICK]

He did this to you?

He said if you ever
thr*aten him again...

Yeah, I'm sure.

He doesn't have the balls.

He's different than his brother.

More like us.

He needs to go back out there,

some other things to move, now.

Don't thr*aten him again.

And send someone else.

Who?

Someone like Vera.

That's the way with this one.

Where's Iris?

New York.

Send her.

[DOOR OPENS]

Mike, who...

Oh my God, your face.

Oh yeah, it has that effect on people.

Are you up to seeing somebody?

Not really, but...

- You need anything?
- Naw, I'm fine, just...

- Is it okay?
- Yeah, come in, have a seat.

Yeah, it's uh, I had an accident.

- I'm sorry.
- Yeah.

So, what can I do for you?

In the waiting room
at the prison, everyone talks.

And they talk about you.

They say you did this and can do that.

And if something can't be done there

you can do it from here.

A woman told me,
for $ you give advice

on what to do.
For more you get involved.

- But, how much more, it depends.
- Yeah, look,

there's nothing I can do
to help your brother.

And there's no way
for me to get involved

for any amount of money.

But you can advise.

My father would say, you fear
what you do not understand.

And to understand this,

maybe we can survive it.

You're gonna survive it.

But nothing any of us do,

is gonna help your brother survive.

Will you be there with us tonight?

Can I hire you to do that?

Yeah.

Yeah, I can do that.

♪ ♪

I know what you're thinkin'.

God, you're beautiful.

You're beautiful.

Look at you.

Baby.

I gotta go.

[PHONE RINGING]

- JOSEPH: Come to Kingstown.
- Why?

Because I told you to.

♪ ♪

[ELECTRONIC LOCK BEEPS]

[SOBS]

Sit down on the right.

Hey, w-what are you doing here?

Hey, what are you doing here?

m*therf*cker m*rder*d my niece.

Sorry to hear that.

You here for him?

I'm here to explain
the process to his mother,

I've never met him.

This fool gonna feel anything?

Suffering's in the mind,
he's been doing that for years.

I want him to feel it.

Well, today's your lucky day.

GUARD: Please be seated.

The seat you choose now,
is the seat you must remain in

until the end of the proceedings.

Do not stand up.

Do not approach the glass.

Only address members of your own party.

Do not speak above a whisper.

To do any of these things, is a
violation of state code - ,

which is punishable by
up to six months in prison

and a fine of up to $ .

If you need to be excused,
raise your hand and wait for

a corrections officer to
escort you from the premises.

Any questions?

The warden's going to read
the sentence to the gallery.

Who's the gallery?

That would be us.

♪ ♪

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Juan Jesus Garcia, having been found

guilty of capital m*rder,

has been sentenced to death
by lethal injection.

Please bring in the condemned.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Juan Jesus Garcia,

you have been sentenced,
by a jury of your peers,

to a sentence of death.

Before that sentence commences,

you may address the gallery
if you have any last words.

- [SOBS]
- Listen to me,

he's already gone, this isn't him.

You understand? Just find the strength.

Look him in the eye.

Remember the best of him.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Quiet in front.

[MONITOR BEEPING]

Do you have anything you want to say?

Mama...

[SPEAKS SPANISH]

To you, for the girl...

I'm sorry.

f*ck it. k*ll me.

Would you like last rites performed?

Si...

[PERFORMING LAST RITES]

[MOTOR WHIRRING]

[MONITOR BEEPING]

Okay, the doctors are starting an IV,

to administer the...

- medication.
- [SPEAKING SPANISH]

Then the warden will wait for
a phone call from the governor

for a stay of execution.

But, don't tell your mother that.

[SOBBING]

[MONITOR BEEPING]

Tell your mom to look down.

[MONITORS BEEPING]

I want you to repeat exactly what I say.

He's asleep.

[SPEAKS SPANISH]

There's no pain.

[SPEAKS SPANISH]

There's no pain.

[SPEAKS SPANISH]

No pain.

[MONITOR BEEPING QUICKENS]

[SPEAKS SPANISH]

[MONITOR FLATLINES]

♪ ♪

Please rise and exit
the door you came in.

[ELECTRONIC LOCK BEEPS]

Damn Mike.

You coulda warned me.

Yeah, how do you prepare
for something like that?

[SOBBING]

I'll be outside.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[EXHALES]

[HORN HONKS]

♪ ♪

[SIRENS WAILING]

Yeah, that's what the f*ck
I'm talkin' about right here.

How come none of y'all
never bought me no chair?

I don't know.

- Hey.
- What's good, baby?

Yeah.

sh*t, matching colors too?
Man, God damn.

I don't suppose you
got something to drink

- in those coolers.
- Naw, not in this cooler, man.

Hey, V, Trel, get us a
couple of beers, man.

Ugh. [CHUCKLES]

Thanks.

Where you been?

You know that Scorpion
that uh, sh*t that little girl?

In that drive-by over by the Titan?

He was ex*cuted tonight.

sh*t.

Why were you there?

That's a long story.

- f*ck.
- I ain't never seen one, man.

Not in no prison.

sh*t, I guess there's worse ways to go.

Oh, I don't know about that buddy.

You ever wonder?

Like...

There's all these fools, right...

They worried about
they kid got a B in science.

Uh, the tr*nny in the van's
gotta be serviced.

Where we gonna spend Christmas at?

The lake house or Grandma's? sh*t...

You know, I'm years old.

I ain't never celebrated
Christmas in my life.

You're born, you suffer, you die.

And young at that.

Let me let you in
on a little secret, Mike.

You're no different.

You're just as far under the bus
as the rest of us, bro.

And we all be leavin' the same way.

Once you've been
in the jaws of the beast,

some day he gonna finish his meal.

You remember uh,
when you're a little kid.

And you used to think that, you know,

that maybe you could do
something in life

that makes you happy.

And then you figure out

that there's no such thing as happy.

That's what I'm talkin' about.

I knew this sh*t was it.

Always.

Been readin' online

about this school they have in Wyoming.

Hmm.

And there they teach you
how to do this uh,

- this camp cooking.
- Word.

You know, cookin' on this open fire,

like you're all outside,

everybody lives in a tent.

Kind of cook food for a bunch
of different people, you know?

What kind of food?

Uh, like steaks and stews, biscuits...

Yo, when I was like nine,

I spent two weeks in Alabama
with my grandmama, right?

She cooked everything outside.

Sourdough biscuits, gravy...

- No sh*t.
- Yeah.

- She teach you how to do it?
- Naw,

but I seen it though, man.

She'd uh, she'd keep the starter
in the icebox right,

pull off a piece.

Then she'd cover the bottom of
the Dutch oven in bacon grease.

That's the trick to that sh*t, man.

Bacon grease in the bottom of the pan.

Yeah.

♪ ♪

Next time on "Mayor of Kingstown"...

Gentlemen, this is a capital case.

Better yet, this maggot
doesn't make it to court.

Guys, do you know what you're asking?

I'm not asking anything.

You are.

We all know this won't
be free for anybody.

This is a deal with the Devil.

Just, put it together Mike.

There are no good cops now.

This levy gotta break,

sometimes you just gotta
make that dam bust open.

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