02x04 - The Pool

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Mayor of Kingstown". Aired: November 14, 2021 – present.*
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Crime drama that follows the McLusky family in Kingstown, Mich., where the business of incarceration is the only thriving industry.
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02x04 - The Pool

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What would you say if I
can get you the leaders

to all four gangs?

What's it gonna cost me?

Previously on Mayor of Kingstown...

BUNNY: How long they
planning on holding us?

MIKE: How long's it
gonna take you to get

your house together inside?

[GRUNTING]

Down on the ground, now.

- You don't know who my grandson is.
- That's why we're here.

That was not supposed to happen.

There's gon' be some payback.

This sh*t's gonna hit close to home.

Get me the f*ck outta here.

[SCREAMS]

STEVIE: Patrol caught
him a few blocks up.

I wanna talk to him.

Oh my God, what happened?

He resisted.

This is your new home.

Hope dies, we die.

MILO: Let's talk about my favor.

What am I moving?

Look for metal.

If you find it, you are the savior.

If they find it...

God help you.

[CONSTRUCTION EQUIPMENT BEEPING]

[LOUD CLANG]

[MUSIC]

Everything okay over there?!

Yeah! Yeah, all good!

Just thought I hit a f*ckin'
old sewage line or somethin'!

It's just trash!

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Inmate Brown. .

Report to the checkpoint.

No. Uh-uh, uh-uh.

I'll save you a bunk, man.

No, man. What the f*ck?

Aight, look.

I got you.

- Know that.
- Yeah, I hear you.

Your boy's lettin' this sh*t slip, bruh.

Looks like me and you 'bout to

have to make this m*therf*cker
right on our own.

I'll line some sh*t out for you.

Make sure they ready for

the motherfuckin' king up in there.

Watch your six, bruh.

Yeah.

Yo!

Yo!

Nah, nah, nah, nah, you
not about to shake me off,

you corn stock lookin'-ass m*therf*cker.

What, what?

Get that bass out your f*ckin' voice!

Opie.

Now...

I see sh*t movin'.

I get to know the who, the where,

and what the f*ck.

I'm workin' here, Bunny. Hop along.

m*therf*ckers gettin' transferred?

- CARNEY: Someone is.
- Who?

The f*ck should I know?

You should be feeling peachy.

You get a new f*cking bed.

Some food, get out of
this blistering heat.

- Where?
- CARNEY: It matter?

There are five f*ckin'
houses in this town.

Another three within six hours.

They'll spread you out like
manure and see what grows.

- f*ck you.
- CARNEY: You wanna stay here?

I got a deal, m*therf*cker. Aight?

Gimme your phone.

f*ck you!

Give your f*ckin' phone
man, I'm gotta call Mike.

Yo, yo, yo, hey, hey, hey! Hey!

Don't forget who the f*ck you are.

Because at the end of the day,

I go home, I cr*ck a cold
beer, I get in my warm bed,

I get some hot p*ssy.

And you stay right where
the f*ck you are, LeBron.

You know...

Mike gon' find out
about this sh*t, aight?

And when he do, I'mma
be crystal f*cking clear

who was hookin' a brother up,

and who was gettin' away
with the g*dd*mn plan.

You feel me?

You better prepare to drop to
them boney-ass knees of yours

for some d*ck suckin' if Mike find out

you got in the way of
this world gettin' right.

Phone!

[PHONE RINGING]

What? Yeah?

Carney?

BUNNY: They movin' people, Mike.

You know about this, m*therf*cker?

- Bunny!
- BUNNY: Mike, you supposed to

- be on this sh*t!
- How'd you get his phone?

You supposed to be the
driver of the f*ckin' wagon,

not the g*dd*mn horse, Mike!

MIKE: Yeah, look. I'll get into it.

Look, my motherfuckin' name

better not be get called in this bitch.

MIKE: Jesus, Bunny, will
you relax for God's sakes?

Look Bunny, they're not
gonna call your name!

Okay?

I mean, they move inmates all the time.

It's probably a reaction to
a fight, something stupid.

They're makin' a statement.

Alright? You seen any of the
main players marchin' out?

- No, not yet.
- MIKE: Exactly.

It's some assh*le in Capitol Hill!

All right? He's just swingin' a d*ck.

I'll take care of it! You hear me?

Now, Mike. Deal with this sh*t now.

'Cause I don't like this feelin'.

The only place I'm supposed
to be gettin' transferred to

is my f*ckin' bed, Mike.

You hear that?

MIKE: I got it! Don't worry, all right?

f*ck. This is my morning.

Good f*cking morning to me.

[SIGHS] m*therf*cker.

[SIREN WAILING]

Hey, Mike. You got a second?

- Yeah.
- Sorry, Mike.

No, you're not talkin' to
anybody, you understand me?

Every time you open your mouth,

you add another year to your sentence.

- You seen Evelyn?
- In her office.

She's elbow deep in it.

They're sharpening their
knives after that riot.

The m*ssacre on rd?

Not a good look for the home team.

They bounce the DA, I
don't think they're playin'

next man up.

Yeah. Okay, thanks.

- Hey, Mike.
- Yeah?

This guy goes in, you got
any swing at Anchor Bay?

Yeah, let me know where he lands,

I'll see what I can do.

- You got it.
- Thanks, Mike!

- MIKE: Yeah.
- What did I say to you?

- She inside?
- Yes.

Hey.

So...

Did you know about this sh*t show?

What happened to your face?

Clearin' out Tent City.

Yeah.

Mike, how long did you think
that this was gonna keep goin'?

Well, I don't know, Evelyn!

Maybe long enough for us
to finish what we started.

Right?

I mean, why put the
f*ckin' leaders inside

if they have no chance to lead?

I don't have control over
the moves the DOC makes!

Or the moves that you
and your associates make.

Honestly, Mike, I have so much
sh*t on my plate right now,

I do not have room for gravy.

Gravy?

You made deals, Evelyn.

Deals with my name
in your f*ckin' mouth.

Like I said. Bigger problems.

The ACLU is lookin' for
someone to take the fall

for the deaths in the prison.

I have DOJ f*ckin' pressure.

They're lookin' to burn this
whole f*ckin' house down.

Including me.

And this house might fall
on your SWAT friend, too,

so forgive me if I don't give a sh*t

if a couple of street
criminals are inconvenienced.

We made a deal with Bunny Washington

and the other generals.

Do you understand that?

The DA is working on release
papers, but this is...

complicated.

For all of us.

And once he signs,

the judge still has to sign off, too.

You're so full of sh*t, Evelyn!

You know what? Just f*ckin' leave, Mike.

I don't have the time or the
f*ckin' bandwidth for this.

This guy's f*cking using the
bus that I f*cking gave him

for his own f*ckin' benefit!

To make him look like
less of a limp d*ck

than he already f*ckin' is.

He's gonna f*ck it up, Evelyn!

More bodies. More f*ckin' chaos.

You want that?

f*ckin' prick.

He doesn't know these people...

I do...

And when sh*t goes south on the inside,

it's gonna find him on the outside.

Did you just f*cking thr*aten
the District Attorney, Mike?

Just get him to sign the
f*ckin' papers, would ya?!

Evelyn, I need my guy the f*ck out.

I don't really have a job right now.

Although Mike, he says...

he needs my help, I can help out,

some sh*t like that, but...

I don't know.

Havin' a kid.

Namin' him after you.

I just don't...

I don't know what to do, Mitch.

I, I feel like I'm
really f*ckin' this up.

You know, I just need
some f*ckin' help, man.

I just...

If you could f*ckin' help me out,

I'd really appreciate it.

f*ck.

I don't control sh*t in here,
Mike, you know?

I mean, I can tell
you when somebody gets

transferred or moved,

but other than that, my
hands are tied right now.

MIKE: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it.

Just be my eyes and ears, all right?

If anything moves out there.

- No sh*t.
- Okay? Thank you.

Good morning. What's up?

Oh, just...

It's f*ckin' weird bein' here.

This...

place looks just like the old one.

Yeah.

You want some?

Yeah, please.

Where the f*ck's Rebecca?

She's a Post-It note.
"Back in five" it said.

What's up, Brother?

Oh, Jesus.

I need a job, Mike. Not a chore.

Like a f*ckin' job, job.

And I can help, man.

I'm good at sh*t.

You know? I can...

I'm a f*ckin' worker, man.

You know that.

Yeah, that's why I sent you to
the train station, the buses,

to find Iris, you know?

And I did that.

But I can't keep posting up, just...

waitin' for her to appear, Mike.

I can do sh*t here.

I, I can free up time for you.

Because you've got a full house, Mike.

Been that way ever since the riot.

You need hands, Brother.

I got idle ones.

I need to contribute, Mike.

You know, a man's gotta...

you know, feel like
he's worth somethin'.

You know?

[SIREN WAILING]

Okay, here's the deal...

This stuff is as good as money.

Technically, they don't exist

because they were used with
a bunch of criminal stuff.

But, and this is a big but...

Technically...

Though they aren't issuing them anymore,

if the issuer is still active,

the value of the bonds can be recovered.

So, even if we get back a
tenth of what they're worth,

we're still f*ckin' millionaires.

Inmate Mann. .

Report to exit checkpoint.

I get a word?

Speak.

Me and you.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

This is some f*cked-up sh*t,
you know what I'm sayin'?

Uh-huh.

Your boy screwed us.

He ain't my boy 'til
he make this sh*t right.

Mike's supposed to
know how this sh*t goes,

supposed to be one of us.

What the hell that mean?

You think he played us.

- He ain't like that.
- You sure?

I don't see that m*therf*cker
rattlin' no cages.

All I see is him outside,

and you stuck in this cage
waitin' to be shipped out

like some f*cking cattle
to the slaughterhouse.

BUNNY: You best be careful,

you got that damn name
in your mouth, Casper.

I'm just sayin'.

We don't get outta here soon,

don't know when we'll ever get out.

Way I see it,

you did some as*ault
and sh*t in here already.

You f*cked a brother up good.

Wrong dude gets eyes on that,

you're lookin' at another
ten before you even start.

Tell your boy to do his f*ckin' job.

[PULSATING CLUB MUSIC]

You been in my lockbox?

You do not want none of
this smoke, Shortcake.

I ain't f*ckin' around!

I had cash, and I had pills.

Okay, so you wanna do this?

I just wanna know where my sh*t is.

You're new.

So I'mma save that pretty face.

The cash you had is probably upstairs.

And those pills you keep
in that little baggie?

Probably just went in your mouth.

Okay?

Let's go, ladies!

We got money to make!

f*ckin' bitch.

The matriarch hyena does the hunting.

They're not like most animals.

They band together

to stop fights.

And deal with the
problems inside the clan.

Are you...

going to be a problem in our clan, Iris?

Give me ten.

Got news for me?

This f*ckin' DA. This prick.

He's takin' a victory lap for this bust.

Give him a minute,

then he's gonna sign the f*ckin' papers,

he's gonna get the judge to stamp it,

and then you're out in
the free world, okay?

Then we're done here.

They're shippin' people
out every day, Mike.

A week from now,

they gonna be tearin'
this whole place down.

I know.

Look man, I ain't f*ckin' with
gettin' back on this ride, Mike.

This was supposed to
be a temporary deal.

It is.

BUNNY: It ain't feelin' like it, Mike.

I ain't here for settin'
up the game all over again,

in some Anchor Bay
bullshit-style pen, Mike!

I'm not! I set the order here!

I did my sh*t. It's
your f*ckin' turn, man!

Yes, you did.

And I'm getting my side done, okay?

Just relax.

I'm pissin' in a f*ckin' trough, man.

I'm the king of Mudville
up in this bitch.

Now you, you tellin'
me to be cool and sh*t?

Wait for you to get the
order goin' on the outside,

while I get shipped over
to who the f*ck knows where?

I'm gonna get you the f*ck outta here.

Okay? You have my word.

Just...

Put Rafael on point,
right? Set him up, and...

No, man, he can't run sh*t
in my shadow, all right?

As long as I'm here, I'm point.

You know how this work.

I need you to continue trusting me.

Man, it's startin' to feel like

trusting you is bad for business, Mike.

You got m*therf*ckers in this bitch

lookin' at you sideways.

And I can't blame 'em.

You don't get this sh*t
right right f*ckin' fast,

I cannot stop sh*t from doin'

what the f*ck it's gonna do, baby.

People gon' take their own.

And right now, you got some...

angry-ass m*therf*ckers
lookin' right at you.

Who?

It's hard to say who's
gonna come knockin'.

I'll handle it.

Man, you ain't bulletproof
any more than Mitch was, man.

And that sh*t was some random-ass sh*t.

This sh*t right here,
it's not gon' be that.

This sh*t gon' be some payback.

Thanks for the warning.

BUNNY: You on the clock now, Mike.

Every second. Every minute.

We're all on the clock, Bunny.

Since the day we're f*ckin' born.

Okay? This is all just borrowed time.

Mike, get your sh*t in order,
or they comin' for your ass.

And soon.

Reachin' a point of no return.

Wait in the car.

We gonna be late, Dad.

Just be a minute.

Makin' this a habit.

Yeah, I needed to get you first thing.

Well, use the phone.

- I'm takin' my kid to school.
- MIKE: Well, I would.

Just give me a minute,
though. I know, I get it.

Do you...

Did you get heads up on
these f*ckin' transfers?

I get a heads up, yeah.

You didn't wanna share that?

Like you shared that smackdown?

Trying to insulate you in that sh*t.

Come on, now.

Jesus f*ck.

- Can you slow roll this sh*t?
- It's not my call.

All I do is sign off on the transfers,

then track deliveries.

Like, like FedEx.

All right, keep Bunny
and all the other leaders

inside Tent City.

All right, if they get f*ckin' moved...

before they're supposed to be released,

this whole thing is
gonna f*ckin' fall apart.

You askin' or tellin'?

Come on. Just f*ckin' do it.

Who do you think you're talking to?

You're not the mayor to me, Mike.

I don't work for you.

I'm supposed to kid glove these guys,

because it helps some
"plan" you think you got?

You know the sayin',

"Everybody got a plan 'til
they get punched in the face."

Well, I've been punched in the face,

so I'm makin' my own plans, now.

Come on! Hey, hey, hey, come on.

We lose Bunny...

And you lose all the other generals...

you lose the f*ckin' prison.

And then we lose f*ckin' Kingstown.

It's f*ckin' Gomorrah all over again.

And there's nowhere
safe for your kid to go.

I'm not asking you to f*ckin' help me.

I get nothing outta this.

I'm tellin' you to
f*ckin' help yourself.

You have the power, Kareem. So use it.

All right?

[DOORBELL RINGS]

What's goin' on there, Horace?

Hey, Colton.

I thought you and the lady kicked.

I just...

I got a question.

I need some help, and I
didn't know who to ask.

Look man, you got somethin' to pawn?

If you wanna buy some sh*t
or score some sh*t, I got you.

Otherwise I ain't got time for
your "Dear Abby" sh*t right now.

What the f*ck am I supposed
to do with this sh*t?

I can give you grand
worth of these things.

You give me grand, we're solid.

You got me on camera right now?

What? No.

'Cause I figure this gotta be
some Candid Camera bullshit.

I looked it up, man. This
sh*t's worth real money.

Look man, if you wanna
buy some sh*t, I got you.

Otherwise, get your
skinny ass out of my store.

And take your old-timey
bank notes with you.

It's as real as cash,
man, I swear, like...

f*ckin' traveler's checks.

Go take a trip, take your
girl, go to Paris, have fun.

Get the f*ck outta my store.

I don't know how to move 'em.

I just thought, you know...

I thought you might know someone.

There's someone I know,
you don't wanna know.

But I'm gonna tell you a
truth you already know, Horace.

Trying to mess around with
sh*t like this paper will

take you to a bad place.

A place you don't wanna be at.

So build a fire, have a
party. Burn all this sh*t up.

Forget the hopes and dreams
you placed on that sh*t.

You hear me?

Who do you know? Please.

[CHEERING]

What is that book?

Like you care.

No, I do.

It's about slaves in ancient Rome.

I care about slaves in ancient Rome.

Give me a break.

Ian!

Give me one second, one second.

Danny, what's up?

Man, it's gonna get freakin' hairy.

Anchor Bay is dumpin'
'em by the thousands.

What are you talkin' about?

All of the prisons are doin' it.

They're kickin' the non-violents
back out on the streets,

and makin' room for the tent dwellers.

Let's see how long it takes for
the non-violent to get violent.

- All right, thank you.
- All right.

Did you hear that?

I did.

Jesus Christ, it's gonna be

a g*dd*mn mess out there, Mariam.

This kid is part of the problem.

We let him off last week.

And what'd he do?

Went out and did it again,
only used a g*dd*mn g*n.

I, I, I just wanna talk to him.

Yeah, well, you'll talk to him.

You'll talk to a whole
group of them, like you do.

Well, I wanna talk to Marco.

Mariam, it's not gonna work like that.

I pulled strings to get you in here.

And besides, this kid's
not gonna wanna talk to

the lady that he jumped
last week, all right?

Mariam, I know it sounds shitty.

But honestly, I mean,

he's not even gonna
remember what you look like.

Yeah. Okay.

[BUZZER]

Hello.

Um...

I thought maybe we could
just talk between ourselves.

If anybody has anything to say...

No, no. Of course not.

Well, I'll go first.

Okay, so... I'm Mariam McLusky.

I moved to Kingstown when I married,

and my husband had a job here.

And we had three sons.

I've been working in prisons,
oh, for almost years now.

But I've never worked
in juvenile before.

So, this is a first.

When my boys were about your age,

their father was sh*t
and k*lled in a drive-by.

Then, last year, my oldest son...

was sh*t and k*lled in a robbery.

And I just sort of...

filled up with rage.

I took it out a lot on my middle boy.

But really, I was just angry...

with the world.

And I wonder if any of you can...

My pop was k*lled on our front porch

outside of our house
while I was doing homework.

- She say talk?
- Oh, yes.

Oh, I want them to talk. Thank you.

But they can talk. Please, go on.

That's all I've got to say.

What's your name?

Jacob.

f*ckin' k*lled my baby sister

right outside her g*dd*mn school.

Caught up in some bullshit.

No trial, no protests, no nothin'.

Why you here, anyway?
I know who you are.

I know who your son is.

Well...

Last month, in the prison riot,

both my boys were
trapped inside the prison

when it was on fire,

and I didn't think that I
would ever see them again.

And when they walked out...

something inside of me
just cracked wide open.

And it's like all the...

rage leaked out.

And what was left was thankfulness.

Then last week, I was mugged,

and the boy punched me
and he threw me down,

but he didn't break anything.

And...

He just took my cash.

He left me my photos,
and my wallet, my bag.

And I don't know, I
guess I'm just still...

thankful.

[CLUB MUSIC WITH HEAVY BASS]

Excuse me. I'm supposed
to talk to Joseph.

It's your funeral.

You know where he is?

Hi. I'm Iris.

Hello, Iris.

I'm Michael, Mike.

[MUSIC]

So, you just found this?

And there are more?

Yeah...

at my construction site.

They are still there?

No, please...

They're safe, man.
They're in a safe place.

Where is safe?

You want 'em?

Sure there'd be like,
like millions worth.

I'll give 'em to ya
pennies on the dollar.

We're making deals, now?

- [CRACKING]
- [SCREAMS]

[MUSIC]

- [CRICKTES CHIRPING]
- [DOG BARKING]

[SIREN WAILING]

[PHONE RINGING]

Yeah, what's up, Bunny?

Hey, sh*t is poppin'
off over here, Mike.

You need to get your ass
down over to the tents.

Now, m*therf*cker!

Okay. Be right there.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hey, Stevie. What's up?

STEVIE: Hey, Mikey. You
need to come to the station.

No, I can't.

I... Just tell me.

Yeah, I got somethin'
that you wanna see, man.

We gotta figure out a play
before Chief gets wind of it.

All right, I'll come in tomorrow.

Mikey, I'm not tryin' to be pushy.

You need to see this.

This is somethin' they ain't
gonna keep 'til tomorrow.

f*ck. Jesus.

f*ck, Steve, fine!
Five minutes, all right?

STEVIE: That's all I need.

- Meet me out back.
- I'm comin'.

All right, Stevie. What have you got?

Look.

Lady said her husband dug up a
box of these at his work site.

Where is this box?

Lock up.

She threw 'em in a f*ckin' gym bag.

Jesus Christ.

I couldn't just f*ckin' leave 'em

sittin' out there, man.

Well, how many of these does she have?

STEVIE: I don't know. A lot.

Like, probably f*ckin' all of 'em.

f*ck.

Mike, I gotta know how deep
we're gonna go here with this.

Look, we gotta keep 'em
out of the f*ckin' system,

first of all.

Okay? Can you buy me a minute?

That's what I'm doin'.

Anybody else know you got these?

Just dropped in.

So, what's up with this lady?

She don't give a sh*t
about the bonds, man.

She's just tryin' to
protect her husband.

Where is he?

Not sure, man.

Okay, all right, look.

Tell her that we're gonna
take care of the bonds, okay?

And that she should go home
and wait for her husband.

If he doesn't come back,

she should find a new f*ckin' zip code.

All right? I gotta go.

Put these in your f*ckin'
trunk or somethin'.

Milo's gonna come
lookin' for what's his.

You understand?

Don't talk to anybody about this sh*t.

This sh*t's baited!
Let's see what we get.

[SIGHS] What have I done?

Oh no!

f*ck!

♪ I got dope moves,
finna shake 'n bake ♪

♪ Young boy had a n*gga great escape ♪

♪ It's rap battle time,
and I aint never late ♪

[CHILDREN SHOUTING]

Calm down, calm down! No
lifeguard on duty, no swim!

Y'all can stop pushin' and
calm your little asses down.

Nobody gets near that pool 'til
there's a lifeguard on duty.

Show time.

[CHILDREN SHOUTING]

Sorry, y'all! My bad, my bad.

Car problems.

Look, before we open up these gates,

we havin' a safety meetin'.

All right? No runnin'.

No food in the pool.

And you wanna turn that
down while I'm talkin'?

Thank you.

All right!

I warn you once!

You're out for minutes.

I warn you twice!

Out for .

Three times, go ahead
and call your mama,

'cause your day is done here.

We good?

Yeah!

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

[BLOWS WHISTLE]

What'd I say? No runnin'!

- They don't listen, do they?
- No, they don't.

- Cannonball!
- Walk, walk, walk!

Aah!

Next time 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?

Let's work together, Mike.

Get sh*t back to the way that it was.

MIKE: They transferred all
the inmates out of Tent City.

Bunny looked after the world. Know that.

You best get him out,

or the fuzz gonna be
comin' your way too.

Don't you think if Mike
McLusky could fix this,

he would've fixed it by now?

When I say I'll do a thing,
that thing gets f*cking done.
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