02x08 - Santa Jesus

[bunniefuu]

Previously on Mayor of Kingstown...

MIKE: The only person that's
gonna k*ll for these bonds

is the person that can flip them.

You're saying, Milo's still out there?

The f*ck is that?

I grabbed them. We're good.

I found the rat.

Who is it?

It was f*cking Ben Morrisey.

Fucker, he was in it with us.

Robert and his guys are heroes,
they saved our f*cking 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 sh*t?

They be swarming like
m*therf*cking bees.

The field is level, that
means no f*cking drones.

We made a f*cking deal.

Mike, you gotta call me back, man.

I f*cking found her.

I found Iris.

♪ Come down off your throne
and leave your body alone ♪

♪ Somebody must change ♪

♪ You are the reason I've
been waiting so long ♪

Mike?

♪ Somebody holds the key ♪

♪ But I'm near the end ♪

♪ And I just ain't got the time ♪

[CELLPHONE VIBRATING]

♪ And I'm wasted and I
can't find my way home ♪

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.

f*ck.

He was my grandpa.

I'm sorry.

Yeah. He d*ed 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 w*r?

I mean, you can keep drinking that sh*t,

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 f*cking 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 f*ck off.

No matter what I say.

Okay. How long are you gonna be?

Long as it takes.

Well, my shift is : to : .

Understood.

Does your, uh, grandpa still
have the safe in the back?

- Yeah.
- All right.

What the f*ck?

What the... Are you
gonna f*cking rob me?

No, I'm not f*cking 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 f*cking day.

[CHUCKLES] We don't got those here.

But who knows. Right?

♪ You are the reason I've
been waiting all these years ♪

♪ Somebody holds the key ♪

♪ But I'm near the end ♪

♪ And I just ain't got the time ♪

♪ And I'm wasted and I
can't find my way home ♪

This isn't sizzle, heat
it up just a little.

BUNNY: What you cooking?

They ain't had no f*cking andouille.

So this some old dirty
rice combination, you know?

Okay.

They giving you presents now?

BUNNY: Naw, I got this for you.

The f*ck?

Open that sh*t up, man. Come on.

- Yeah?
- BUNNY: Yeah.

sh*t.

Bruh, I fucks with this.

I wanted you to have some
company when I'm gone.

Yeah, you better hope you
gone soon, m*therf*cker,

'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 m*therf*cker now.

You feel me?

I got you.

All right.

MIKE: 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.

[KEYBOARD NOTE PLAYING]

♪ Super ♪

♪ Good ♪

♪ Listen ♪

♪ Summer in the wintertime ♪

♪ Smoke back on this b*at
act like it's dinnertime ♪

♪ Four packs, no receipt, no LoJack ♪

♪ Hold my heat in case
I have to throw that ♪

♪ In the river after sinner time ♪

♪ Uh, I'm good, I'm good
I swear, I'm good ♪

♪ I ain't losing no sleep ♪

♪ I'm hood, I'm Wood, I'm where
I wanna be, see no defeat ♪

♪ I pull that off the hip

♪ To sh**t the sh*t that
piss the vultures off ♪

♪ The culture's in good hands ♪

♪ g*dd*mn, that man is so in sync ♪

♪ Uh, Justin Timberlake ♪

♪ Seized planet, now good
karma on my dinnerplate ♪

♪ Two times for n*gg*s
that ain't gon' lose ♪

♪ Three times for n*gg*s
that break wrong rules ♪

♪ One time for n*gg*s
that paid those dues ♪

♪ Listen, if you ain't getting it ♪

♪ Then shame on you, on you ♪

♪ Girl, I'm tryna put this game on you ♪

♪ Might f*ck around ♪

♪ Let me scribble my name
on you, on you ♪

♪ Seven figures put my g*ng on too ♪

♪ Listen, if you ain't getting it ♪

♪ Then shame on you, on you ♪

♪ Girl, I'm tryna put this game on you ♪

♪ Boy, you ain't got no business
f*cking with these family ties ♪

♪ On my life, it's about
to be a... ♪ Wait, hold up.

♪ Boy, we don't leave no witness,
word to Guinness ♪

♪ Every record that we
wrecking toting pistols ♪

♪ It's incidental ♪

♪ Two times for n*gg*s
that ain't gon' lose ♪

♪ Three times for n*gg*s
that break wrong rules ♪

♪ One time for n*gg*s
that paid those dues ♪

♪ Listen, if you ain't getting it ♪

♪ Then shame on you ♪

♪ f*ck it, if you don't get it
it's a shame on you ♪

[THUMPING RAP MUSIC]

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.

m*therf*cking king is back.

Yeah! What's good, baby?

♪ Since a youngin' always
dreamed of gettin' rich ♪

♪ Look at me, my n*gga ♪

♪ Fantasize about a white picket fence ♪

♪ With some trees, my n*gga ♪

♪ Used to want a Pathfinder
with some tints ♪

♪ That's all I need, my n*gga ♪

♪ Throw some 's on that
bitch and get it rinsed ♪

♪ But now I see, my n*gga ♪

♪ That the world's a
lot bigger ever since ♪

MIKE: This is Mike. Leave a message.

Where you at, Santa Jesus? sh*t.

Dawg, you got me out in
this air and sh*t, man.

Let's raise a cup to that sh*t, come on.

Yeah.

Don't get me wrong, though, Mike.

We still got some sh*t 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 cr*cker barrel

on up out of here.

I'm Mike McLusky's brother.

- Turn around.
- What?

Put your f*cking hands on the truck

- and spread your g*dd*mn legs.
- All right. Okay.

Jesus f*cking Christ.

How's it feel to be on the
other side, m*therf*cker?

Lucky I don't grab your nuts.

Drop you to the m*therf*cking cement.

Put a knee in your back,

give you some road rash on
that pretty f*cking face.

- Let's go.
- Okay. All right.

One after the other, princess.

You two, stay here.

You, roll with me.

m*therf*cker still feel like - .

Building a m*therf*cking
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.

m*therf*cker saying
he McLusky's brother.

Oh, you the guy?

Yeah.

sh*t, the one that got
wrapped up in them riots?

Yeah. I need to talk to you.

sh*t, 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 f*cking tooth right in half.

These sh*t bags got a
better dental plan than I do.

Eating rocks. You believe that?

f*cking 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 : .

- 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 f*cking strange.

And that he's not answering
his phone all f*cking 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 f*cking key.

I mean, do you think that
one of those m*therf*ckers

put a target on him?

Yeah. It's possible. But I
ain't heard sh*t about it.

Well, can you f*cking check?

- Yeah, I can f*cking check.
- Good, when?

Slow your roll, baby boy, all right?

You sure you ain't
coked up or some sh*t?

- What's wrong with you?
- I'm just trying to figure out

if my f*cking brother is
dead or if some m*therf*cker

out there is trying to k*ll him!

It's scary out in this jungle, ain't it?

What?

Not knowing.

Not knowing if a m*therf*cker you love

is gonna make it home or not.

Or not knowing if some dumb m*therf*cker

with a bad attitude and a .

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 sh*t.

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.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

- Ian.
- 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 f*ck?

I just have a dentist
appointment down the way.

I needed to drop by real quick.

I gotta get him back by : .

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 r*pe stuff here,

but I don't wanna say
that word in front of him.

He knows what it means.

This is f*cked up, man.

A little bit.

Look, Robert is a good man.

And he saved my f*cking life.

How the f*ck did you even get him out?

IAN: 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 f*cking psychopath.

He was sh**ting anything
that f*cking moved in there.

I was there.

Jesus Christ.

Robert did what needed to be done.

All you gotta do is
make this f*cking call

and you'll be in
Florida tomorrow morning,

you, your family, fresh start.

Just make the call.
I gotta get him back.

Jeff. Ben Morrisey.

Um, so [CLEARING THROAT]
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.

Yeah.

f*ck.

Here.

Thanks, man.

Hey, Mike. Mike, Mike,
you can't take the glass.

- Hey. Hey.
- Just keep moving.

Hey! You know, the next f*cking innocent

that Robert kills is
on your f*cking head!

Hope you can sleep with that.

You're as bad as your f*cking
r*pist k*ller psycho guard dog

- or whatever the f*ck...
- Let's go, Charlie, let's go.

Jesus Christ!

[NECK SNAPPING]

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.

f*cking give me 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 f*cking door open now.

Let's go. Good. All right. Come on.

- Take the hat off.
- Okay.

Hey, I can f*cking 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 f*ck 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.

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 : 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. 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.

[COUNTRY MUSIC ON JUKEBOX]

MIKE: 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.

f*cking riots.

Yeah, f*cking 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?

MIKE: 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
f*cking 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.

[SEAGULLS SQUAWKING]

Come on, buddy. Let me take you back.

Come on. Let's get you back.

Okay.

[LIVELY CHATTER, LAUGHTER]

f*ck them all. f*ck
them all. f*ck them all!

Get up, buddy. Come on.

We can't play with you
down there in all this sh*t.

I don't like waiting too long.

I'm right there with you, Big sh**t.

Let's sit you right here.

Calls up outta nowhere
and says, "We're good."

What the f*ck does that mean?

It means the investigation's
over, I think.

I mean, no f*cking Morrisey talking,

there's no f*cking case.

Maybe Mike got through
to him, I don't know.

Yeah, maybe, I don't know.

I tried him, but no f*cking answer.

Hey. Where the f*ck is Ian?

He's coming. He had to do
some inmate escort sh*t.

Oh, sh*t. The door opens.

Stevie, you know the rule.

If you don't play a sport, be one.

Go get me a f*cking beer, would you?

It's like a f*cking weight being lifted.

Was about to call f*cking Morrisey

just to f*cking thank the guy.

Don't f*cking do that. Mike said not to

and it worked out, so just leave it.

Yeah. I didn't f*cking call him.

Well, I'm happy for you.

- Thank you, bruh.
- Yeah.

[CELLPHONE VIBRATING]

- Oh, sh*t, 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?

- BUNNY: I called around.
- Yeah.

BUNNY: Ain't nothing
out there on the mayor.

- Nothing?
- BUNNY: All quiet.

No, that's good. Yeah, f*ck.

Um, I appreciate that.

BUNNY: Sure, man.

- Hey. Bunny.
- BUNNY: Yeah.

You know, if he calls
you, you let me know, okay?

BUNNY: I got you, baby bro.

All right, thanks.

Watch my man.

The f*ck am I looking at here?

You'd be surprised at how
many times that sh*t works.

I'd be surprised if
that sh*t worked once.

That was Bunny.

His guy on the inside said there
was no target on Mike, so...

Then where the f*ck is he?

I don't f*cking know.

We should go to a hospital.

More people die from cars than g*ns.

sh*t, more people die
from entering the hospital

than the diseases that
they entered there for.

What the f*ck, Stevie?

What's up?

There he f*cking is.

About f*cking time.

- f*cking paperwork.
- Jesus Christ.

Hey, what were you doing?

I had to take a f*cking
serial k*ller to the dentist.

- Is that a euphemism?
- IAN: No.

Hey, Robert's cleared.

f*ckin' A. f*ckin' A.

- Line them up, Lew. sh*ts, beers. Go.
- f*ckin' A.

f*ck, just leave the bottle.

Come on, Lew.

To the f*cking good guys!

- The good guys.
- f*cking good guys.

Thanks, Mike.

I didn't know I needed that
as much as I needed that.

[MIKE CHUCKLING]

Yeah, well, glad to help.

f*ck 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... f*ck.

f*ck, 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 f*cking 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 f*ck you gotta go down there,

be a hero or whatever

for a bunch of f*cking lowlifes?

He was just doing his
job, you know, so...

Nothing more. Nothing less.

Yeah. Yeah, he's still here.

Yeah.

Oh, sh*t, 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.

MIKE: Thanks for having me, Allison.

- Hey, Mike?
- MIKE: Yeah.

You take care of yourself.

Yeah. You too.

Anything?

No.

What if something
really f*cking 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?

f*ck 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.

[IAN SHUSHING]

Don't shush me.

Back up.

[CELLPHONE VIBRATING]

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 g*n 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, f*ck. That was yesterday.

I was drink... I'm stone sober now.

You said.

MIKE: Yeah, I know what I said, okay?

Just... f*ck, f*ck!

Sorry, you're right.

Just lock your doors, would you?

- What?
- MIKE: Lock your doors.

Lock this door behind me as well.

[BELL TOLLS]

Hello, Mike.

I heard you have been looking for me.

♪ And I'm on the lonely road ♪