01x05 - Orion

[bunniefuu]

MALE ANNOUNCER:
Previously on "Mayor of Kingstown"...

- MIKE: So who sent you?
- Milo. He's my boss.

I'm gonna give you a year.

- Year to what?
- Live.

You know, I'm stronger than you think.

No you're not.

I need, uh, Carlos Jimenez.

Carlos runs the Locos,
right? I got a warrant.

- What for?
- Child support payments.

- He's at the ranch.
- MIKE: It's over off Persimmon.

It's where they got their
dogs they fight in there.

If you see him, pick
him up on that warrant.

[BUZZER]

Y'all got the wrong cell, cuz.

[GRUNTS, YELPS]

Everything you have I gave you.

- And now I'm taking it all back.
- Why?

Because you asked for more.

Put him in ad seg.

- [g*nsh*t]
- [GLASS SHATTERING]

[g*nf*re]

[PANTS]

- [SIREN WAILING]
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]

What the f*ck were you
doing in there, huh?

Hey, get back.

I'm looking for, uh, Detective McLusky.

He's my brother.

Are you a cop?

I didn't f*cking think so.
Get behind the line.

[PHONE RINGING]

- Hey, Mike.
- Hey.

I'm by the coroner's van.

Can you, uh, come get me?
Cops won't let me in.

All right, I gotcha, I gotcha.

Yo.

- How are you doin'?
- Hey man,

they ain't done with 'em
yet, so we gotta hang back.

Okay.

What were you doing? Huh?

- What's up, Mike?
- Hey, bud.

I got your prints on the m*rder w*apon.

Tell me. Tell me.

[WHIMPERS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Hey. Do you work here?

- 'Til about an hour ago.
- What happened?

My boss started sh**ting
at those guys over there,

and they k*lled him.

What about this guy over here?

I don't know.

You want one?

f*ck it.

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

... f*cking staring at?

I want my f*cking union
rep, you f*cking d*ck.

What the f*ck?

It's my responsibility to determine

if this was a legal
sh**ting, not your union rep.

He sh*t at us!

You didn't identify
yourselves as police officers!

- f*ck you!
- Hey, hey, hey! What's going on?

What are you doing?

You know you can't interview these guys

until there's a written report
from the watch commander.

Are you the watch commander?

No, I'm just a witness... to
you violating their rights.

I'm entitled to canvass the scene

of any officer-involved sh**ting.

Well, that's the scene right there,

with a dead guy and
the f*cking yellow tape.

If we do this at the
station, it's official.

It's recorded. Keep that in mind.

Here is the best place to work this out.

What the f*ck are you doing here?

What the f*ck are you doing here?

I'm looking after my brother.

Your brother's fine, Mike.

The clerk had a rough night, though.

Yeah, maybe he shouldn't
sh**t the customers.

And hey, by the way,
defense counsel here,

as you observe this interview...
Even if you had a case,

and now you don't, want
to give us a minute?

You're gonna figure it all out, Mike?

Best I can.

- Then give it your best sh*t.
- Thank you.

- Hey. You okay?
- Yeah, I'm f*cking fine.

I'm fine too, Mike. Thanks for asking.

Yeah, way to defuse the situation, Ian.

I don't know what to tell ya.
I f*cking went in the back door.

The tweaker's sitting right
behind Kyle at the table.

As soon as I step outta that hallway,

the f*cking pizza guy...

The pizza guy unloads
a p*stol at my head...

Yeah, we had no choice, Mike.

Look, look, I'm not
questioning that, okay?

Was, uh, was the tweaker armed?

Yeah, he had a Kn*fe,
cr*ck pipe, and two dollars.

Anybody run the pizza guy?

No, I didn't, but I'm sure somebody did.

Tats all the way up his arm, Mike.

He's selling more meth than
he is f*cking pepperoni.

Hey, look, I'm gonna talk to Tom

and see what side of the fence he's on.

Thanks, man.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

MIKE: Tom, what the f*ck?

Come on, what's up with
grinding my brother?

I'm trying to keep a lid on
this and they're freaking out.

Yeah, well, you know,
interviewing them in front of

a district attorney is not
really putting a lid on it.

Mike, look, when they
get to the station,

they're gonna be put in different rooms

and then asked the same questions.

And if their answers are different,

they got a real f*cking problem.

Okay, look, let's just
stop thinking about this

as a sh**ting and start
thinking about like a drug bust,

cuz that's what it is.

That pizza guy's a f*cking
drug dealer, all right?

That's his customer.

And these guys just
walked in on it, all right?

It's that simple. That's what it is.

- They find dr*gs on the victim?
- Not yet.

- Sure would simplify matters.
- Approach it from that angle.

♪

- Hey.
- Hey.

This guy's a drug dealer.

How do you know?

Look, you have one of
his customers handcuffed

on a sidewalk outside.

Then more across the street
freezing their asses off,

just waiting to see what you find.

Hey, ask that tweaker
the right questions

and then get the right answers.

All right. I'm on it.

♪

Sure Mike, come on and help
yourself to my crime scene.

Yeah. Look, everyone's looking
at this at the wrong angle.

Well, illuminate me,
Mike. What's the right angle?

- You ran the guy?
- Yeah, sure we ran the guy.

Okay, how many... how many
drug convictions he got?

[SIGHS] Three.

- How many years he do?
- Seven.

Okay, so you got a felon
in possession of a firearm.

That's one.

Have you searched the place for dr*gs?

Looked at his vehicle?

You're trying to change
the narrative, Mike?

Oh no, just clarifying it.

They walked into a drug deal.

- That a fact?
- That's it.

If they walked in the
middle of a drug deal,

where are the dr*gs?

They'll find them.

You know, criminals can
be victims too, Mike.

Yeah, and victims can
still be criminals.

Hey, leave the body until homicide

has had a chance to examine it.

They can examine the body
at the coroner's office.

Well, they need to search it here.

Wait outside.

Thank you.

I got a client for you.

- MIKE: Client?
- Yeah.

How about we do dinner later this week?

- The timing, Mike?
- Yeah.

♪

♪

[SIREN WAILING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[BUZZER]

None of them are worth a f*ck.

Belichick!

No, man. Since Brady left,
he ain't worth a f*ck either.

None of them.

It doesn't matter who Detroit hires.

Doesn't matter who they draft.

Losing's the only thing
they know how to do.

- Yeah, that's for real.
- Hey Ernie?

Ernie?

Did you get that from the commissary?

Forgot my lunch.

You eat that prison sh*t?

Ernie, your shift was over at seven.

Who approved your OT?

I'm not on the clock.

Just what? f*cking hanging out?

Jesus, how rough can she be, man?

You know you've been married
a long time when you have dinner

in prison just to get
some f*cking peace.

Here's what I recommend, Ernie:
alcohol, all right?

And lots of it.

Nothing will speed
you through a marriage

like a bottle of bourbon, trust me.

- Hey, man.
- [LAUGHTER]

Oh, he's just trying to help, Ernie!

Come on, man!

Vienna sausages for dinner, man?

Oh hey, speaking of dinner,

I wonder if P-dog
enjoyed his dinner, hm?

[CHUCKLING]

Hey, keep your eyes
open tonight, all right?

These f*ck heads are sore losers.

Just lock 'em down, Ed.
Let 'em stew in their cells.

No, no, I lock it down now and
then the warden will give me

hell in November, all right?

If you guys want your
Christmas overtime,

we gotta wait another month

before we can seal this place, so...

Who made his dinner?

Calvin.

[LAUGHING]

[LOUD CLACK, CREAK]

[TOILET FLUSHES]

- GUARD: I need the bowl.
- Come f*cking get it.

GUARD: Is that really what you want?

[BREATHES HEAVILY]

[BOWL CLATTERS ON FLOOR]

GUARD: Wow, you ate that fast.

[LOUD CLANGING]

MIKE: Why did he get two years?

DUCHARD: For nothin', man.

He was just along for the ride
when they popped the driver.

You know that how that go.

Charge everyone in the
car for that f*cking smack.

Well, doesn't matter
why he's in, Duchard.

- He's in.
- Ain't that the f*cking truth?

But look, he's clean.

f*cking straight-A student
before all this sh*t.

He's not affiliated?

No. But they're pushing hard.

And I don't want him
caught up in all that.

All right, listen, Duchard,
in order for me to help,

I need the truth.

Because -year-old first offenders

don't go two years for possession, okay?

He's in Youth Authority?

g*ng members are filtered
out of general population.

It's very hard to sneak through

cuz they don't wanna sneak through,

because they want to
stay with their clique.

That's why there's kids in g*ng seg

and in general population.

So which of the kids
in general population

is f*cking worth your brother?

- Why are you f*cking with me?
- Because you're lying to me.

That's why.

Your brother, he f*cked up.

And his own set's after him...
Probably the one you were with.

So if you just tell me what set,

maybe I can do something to help out.

Let's talk about your fee first.

That's some heavy sh*t.

I negotiate for you. I
don't negotiate with you.

What's your brother's name?

[SIGHS] Tim.

Okay. I'll get into it.

- When do I have to pay?
- Right now.

How do I know you did the job?

Because you won't get
a f*cking phone call

to identify his body.

Pay Rebecca out front.

[DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS]

Yeah, just give me, like, seconds.

DA's office sent somebody
over here to meet with you.

Yeah. Yup.

[DOOR OPENS]

Have a seat.

I'll stand, thank you.

If you stand and you have a g*n,

you can pull it off faster than I could.

So... have a seat,

or I'll stand up and
you don't want that.

- You know who I am?
- MIKE: I do.

Then you know I don't have a g*n.

I don't put anything past anybody.

What can I do for you?

You're familiar with my daughter's case?

She was abducted.

She wasn't abducted.

She was kidnapped and k*lled
and God knows what else...

before the fluids were
drawn from her body.

I'm sorry.

I didn't realize they found a body.

They didn't.

James Parker confess?

He confessed and retracted.

Her case was never prosecuted
because there was no body.

I understand your influence
within the prisons is unique.

What would you like me to do, Mr. Shaw?

If Parker would confess
to my daughter's m*rder,

it would mean another trial,

which would mean a stay of execution.

You sure you want that?

When he's dead, he's done suffering.

- Would you like a drink?
- Yeah, very much.

All right, look.
This guy's, uh, f*cking insane,

but he's not stupid.
Neither is his lawyer.

So I'm sure he's aware that
an additional confession

will get him another trial,

which buys him another three
or four years per confession.

So if he's the monster they say he is,

he can be there 'til he's .

He's the monster they say.

Then why hasn't he confessed?

That's what I need you to find out.

Mr. Shaw, you're gonna need
a private investigator...

Private investigator doesn't
have access to every inmate in

the state's penal system.

The answer is inside
the walls, not outside.

I'll ask around.

- How much do you charge?
- No, I won't charge for this.

Yeah, well, pity isn't
much of a motivator.

Money isn't much of a
motivator for me either.

Then you've never had much.

Is there a, uh...

date set for execution?

- It's two weeks.
- It's not enough time.

MR. SHAW: I know. It's what you've got.

♪

[SEAGULLS SQUAWKING]

[SIREN WAILING]

You see what I mean?

Oh yeah, she's beautiful.

Can she dance?

No idea.

Hello, Joseph.

Take your clothes off
and get on the stage.

[GIGGLES] Why would I do that?

Milo wants you working.

Well, I'm not a dancer.

There are no f*cking
senators in Kingstown.

Hookers here walk the streets.

Milo doesn't want you doing that.

Off with the dress, let's go.

[UNZIPS]

[SIGHS]

Turn around.

She's a real f*cking
black widow, this one.

Get on the stage.

CRAIG: Whoa, whoa, whoa...

Hey, she's f*cking naked, Joey.

This ain't a jerk joint,
honey. Put your dress back on.

There we go.

Well, you're f*cking beautiful.

And that body...

But can you dance?

I understand the concept.

Yeah, there's not much to it, is there?

I'll figure it out.

Yeah, you go through that
door and ask for Olga, okay?

She'll get you taken care of.

She's got all kinds of sh*t...

Dresses, heels, everything.

But you gotta wear a G-string.

A little mystery goes a long way.

I think the only mysterious
thing about the human body

is the eyes.

Wouldn't you agree, Joseph?

[CHUCKLES]

What did I say? The f*cking spider.

- What's your name, honey?
- I'm Iris.

- Iris, I am Craig.
- Craig. Nice to meet you.

My pleasure.

Yeah, that door right
there. That's right.

Hm. She is gonna make a f*cking fortune.

Hold back half for us.

So where's she staying?

[CLEARS THROAT]

Listen to me.

She is poisonous, okay?
We use her to turn judges.

She needs a cover, and this is it.

She is ours, so don't f*cking touch.

Hm.

Bitch will eat you alive.

[HIP HOP MUSIC BLARING]

Look who it is! Six-foot leprechaun.

How are you doin'?

- I'm livin', baby.
- Yeah.

- Cousin ain't so hot.
- Uh-huh?

Yeah, they feeding him
sh*t sandwiches in ad seg.

My phone be blowing up, man.

They complaining to
me like a m*therf*cker.

Well, if they're complaining to you,

then they're not complaining about you.

- No, Mike, this is serious.
- I know.

Them guards is pushin' him.

If they ain't careful,
they gonna wake the beast.

At least the beast is in the cage.

Y'all forgettin' who
run that m*therf*cker.

They push too hard, they
gonna f*cking remind you.

Look, this is not on
me, and you know it.

I said this would happen.

Tell them guards to back the
f*ck off before all this sh*t

comes to a head.

- Got a minute?
- Come on.

- [INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
- [HIP HOP MUSIC BLARING]

Duchard Little, what
do you know about him?

Yeah, I know that rat m*therf*cker.

Yeah?

He got popped for the key,

only spent two days in
county. Where that fool at?

He came through my office,

worried about his little brother.

Yeah, well, he f*cking should be.

He got that m*therf*cker
thinking he quit.

Saying he's in f*cking
Boy Scouts, I hear? sh*t.

Straight-A student, Bunny.

[LAUGHS] Bullshit!
I got a f*cking PhD, then.

No, pulled his transcript.
Look, every once in a while,

someone gets scared straight, right?

Just don't bend him up, okay?

Straight A's don't mean sh*t, man.

He in prison.

What the f*ck did he
achieve with a jacket?

He's , Bunny.
Jacket's not gonna fall him.

Just... give the kid a chance, at least.

See what he does with it.

What if something happens
to that bitch Duchard?

f*ck him, I don't care.
I care about his little brother.

Got it. All right, then we trade.

Done. Do what you want.

All right, you got, uh...

Got anybody on death row
in a cell near James Parker?

[LAUGHS] That sick m*therf*cker?

- Yeah.
- g*dd*mn!

Hey, I don't understand
white people, man.

Y'all won't get in
a gunfight to save your life,

but y'all will sure as
f*ck k*ll and eat kids.

I need to get to him.
Favor pays top dollar.

See what I can dig up.

I need a favor from you, though.
[GROANS]

My little cousin Hakim, he
on this hockey team, right?

His first game is tonight
down at the City Center.

Could you run him over there for me?

Why don't you just take him?

It's downtown, man. You know how it is.

If I drive six blocks
from here, I'mma get sh*t.

You know this, man.

The king cannot leave the
kingdom, Mike, come on.

Dude, I can't babysit your nephew.

I ain't ask you for nothin', come on!

All you do is ask for sh*t.

Well, I'm asking for some
more sh*t right now, then!

- Okay, yes, fine, f*ck!
- A'ight!

- I'll do it!
- Hey, Hakim!

Hey, coach his ass up on
the way over there, a'ight?

He don't know a f*cking
thing about hockey.

Why is he playing hockey, then?

Why not, man? Come on.

Hey, Mike gonna give
you a ride, all right?

- You got your gear?
- Oh, yes, sir.

Don't call me sir. Let's go.

[LAUGHS]

Hey, look into that
Parker thing, would you?

- I got you, man.
- Come on, kid, let's do this!

You know you're my boy, right?

- Feel like your bitch.
- You're my boy.

That really mean something
around here, you know that.

Yeah.

- So you play wing?
- Left wing, yes sir.

Don't call me sir.

What do I call you?

Just call me Mike.

So how you know my uncle?

It's a long story.

Prison?

Guess it's not that long after all.

Uh, yeah, prison.

I ain't never goin' to prison, man.

Yeah, I don't recommend it.

I'mma play for the Red Wings one day.

You know, get the f*ck outta here.

Maybe you should play for Tampa.

No, I hate their uniforms.

Well, Detroit's just
down the damn street.

That's not getting out of here.

Tampa, that's in Florida.

That's getting the f*ck outta here.

Tampa Bay.

Hm.

All right, Mr. Jimenez.

Picked up on a bench
warrant three weeks ago.

I got his bloodwork
and his urinalysis back,

and surprise surprise,
narcotics are present.

His parole's been revoked.

I'll let his PO walk
you through the details.

Officer Jefferson?

Mr. Jimenez was arrested
in for armed robbery.

Got , which he began
serving at the Youth Authority.

Transferred to the Mall when he was .

Racked up three manslaughter
convictions along the way.

He was released in

when the state began its
early release initiative.

He didn't qualify for that.
He's a three-striker.

f*cking four-striker.

Ferguson, McLusky, what
the f*ck are you doing here?

You're supposed to be on a desk.

Yes, sir, the commissioner appointed it

because we're short staffed.

Stay at the back of the line.

Last thing I need is you
cowboys in another gunfight.

Look, regardless of the
algebra that got him paroled,

the failed drug test sends him back

to serve the rest of his sentence.

He owes us two decades,
and I do not expect him

to go softly into the night, gentlemen.

All right, thank you.

All right, the FBI has a GPS
located on the CI that led them

to Jimenez's current location.

He's under surveillance now.

FBI puts GPS on their informants?

Probably just activated the LoJack

on your brother's Lincoln.

[CHUCKLING]

Gentlemen, focus.

His house is down an alley.

They have about
kennels with pit bulls

behind a -foot chain link fence,

so we have no element of surprise.

I put my team in a van, we
pop this moron on the street,

and run our APC right through
the back wall of that house.

There's your element of surprise.

Wait 'til dark?

Middle of the day, while
these assholes are still sober.

Do it.

We run on FBI's frequency
or they run on ours?

- No, no, they say your call.
- All right.

Robert? Be safe.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

♪

[BIRD CHIRPING]

[GRUNTS]

WIFE: sh*t! You dumb bastard.

Ernest!

While you were jacking
off in the shower,

your son was vomiting across the room

like he drank f*cking sea water!

He hasn't kept a meal down all week.

Not that you give a sh*t.

Well, you should take him to the doctor.

WIFE: What's the point?

Clean it up before you go to work.

Clean it the f*ck up!

[GAME SHOW APPLAUSE]

WIFE: Gone all day!
Gone all night! Never here!

You know the last
time I left this house?

Me neither.

[LAUGHS]

♪

♪

Let's go, boys!

Which one's your kid?

That's my boy right there.

I can see the resemblance.

Should be a good game. Good time.

[BUZZER]

♪

[SIREN WAILING]

You pussies never resist.
Why is that, Carlos?

We're gonna have some fun, you and me.

Get in the f*cking car.

[HORN BLARES]

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

Come on.

Come on, kid!

Good hit, Tony! Good hit!

Knocked that little bastard right back

across the railroad
tracks where he belongs.

[CHUCKLES]

[GRUNTS]

Did you see that sh*t? Hey ref, come on!

Would you go play f*ckin'
football, you little punk!

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

♪

♪ Summertime ♪

♪ Better watch out for that heat ♪

♪ Hot in the shade ♪

♪ m*rder on the streets ♪

♪ You better not repeat ♪

♪ Keep your mouth closed ♪

♪

What the f*ck are you doing?

Hey, can you grab Iris

and bring her over here for me? Thanks.

♪ Walk through the valley
of the shadow of death ♪

♪ Three-piece suit ♪

Hey. You doin' okay?

First nights can be strange, huh?

- It's not so bad.
- No?

Well, you're not gonna make
any money if you don't dance.

I'm selling the promise of a dance.

Oh yeah, how is that working out?

Hope sells for a pretty penny.

Okay, well, just be careful.

You know, once the novelty wears off,

they're gonna want more from you.

No one can have me. That's my appeal.

Besides, I'm spoken for.

Are you? And by who?

Mike McLusky? You know him?

Yeah. Yeah, I know him.

You don't seem like his type.

What a funny thing to say.

[DOGS BARKING]

Get the frick up!
Jesus, this thing's strong!

[DOGS GROWLING, BARKING]

[CLANKING]

[DOGS BARKING]

- [CROWD SHOUTING]
- [WHISTLE BLOWING]

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

[CLAPS]

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

[CROWD SHOUTING]

Yeah, nice!

- Hey, hey, hey.
- What are you doin'? Fucker!

[GRUNTING]

f*ck you!

[GRUNTING]

[CROWD SHOUTING]

Come here! Come on, kid!

Get up, get up!

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

Get back, get back.

[CROWD SHOUTING]

Just tell me something, kid.

Why hockey?

Look at the Williams sisters.

Tiger Woods, PK Subban.

They all play these white
people sports and... I mean,

they dominate them.

I'm not fast enough for football.

I'm not tall enough for basketball.

This is my way out.

These m*therf*ckers
won't let me have it.

[UNINTELLIGIBLE]

And what about, you
know, boxing, you know?

Got a hell of a punch, kid.

God knows you can take one.

Yeah. I've had a lot of practice.

Yeah.

I ain't doing that sh*t for a living.

You know what, kid?

If you want to play hockey,
you're gonna play hockey, okay?

I'mma take you to every g*dd*mn game.

The next game, I'm gonna bring a crew

of pipe-hitting m*therf*ckers
that are so nasty,

all those m*therf*cking fathers,

they're gonna be carrying
your gym bag to my car.

Hakim, I mean it.

When I say I do a thing...

that thing gets f*cking
done. You hear me?

There's a...

There's a game next Friday.

Then next Friday it is.

f*ck those crackers.

[CHUCKLES] Yeah.

Yeah, f*ck 'em!

f*ck the m*therf*ckers.

[PIANO MUSIC PLAYS]

So how was your day? Hm?

You think this is funny?

[CHUCKLES]

What are we doing?

Why are we... uh...

What is it about people

that makes them want
other people to fail?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

What is the evolutionary
reason for that to exist...

do you think?

I don't know.

I mean, I suppose , years ago,

somebody had something he
wanted, he would just...

take it, if he could.

But... but today, we just sit
here and watch other people

have the things that we want,

so we wish failure on each other

so nobody has the thing that
we can't have for ourselves.

You gonna order?

I don't think I can chew.

Then what the f*ck are we
doing in a restaurant, huh?

You can eat.

I don't want to eat, Mike.

I'm just here so that we can
pretend we like each other

so that you don't feel
guilty about f*cking me.

The thing you need to
understand is that the fact

that you are the last man on the planet

that I would ever have
a relationship with

is the most attractive thing about you.

So, let's just be what
we are to each other, huh?

A release.

Fine with me.

[PIANO MUSIC PLAYS]

Oh, come on, you're not
gonna be a d*ck about it.

I'm not being a d*ck.

I just don't wanna waste my time.

You're right. You're not being a d*ck.

You're being a f*cking baby.

Call it what you like. Good night.

[PIANO MUSIC PLAYS]

[SIREN WAILING]

♪

[BEEP]

[SHUTTER CLICKING]

[DOGS BARKING]

[BELL RINGING]

[BUZZER]

[DOGS BARKING]

[RAZOR BUZZING]

[DOGS BARKING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[COUGHS]

[DOGS BARKING]

[BUZZER]

[DOGS BARKING]

[PRISONERS SHOUTING]

[DOGS BARKING]

[BUZZER]

[PRISONERS SHOUTING]

[DOGS BARKING]

[BUZZER]

[PRISONERS SHOUTING]

[DOGS BARKING]

[PRISONERS SHOUTING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[EXHALES LOUDLY]

Hey! Hakim think you Superman, man!

Yeah!

I'm bringing half the Irish f*cking Mob

to that ice rink next Friday.

- Grab my boy a , man.
- MIKE: f*ckers.

Man, you say y'all
wanted to fight. sh*t.

Oh, took me a minute to turn the tide.

Sound like a long-ass
minute right there.

Yeah, well, one's short.

Hey, Latrell? Somebody's light.

f*ck.

Damn, look how f*cking mad you are, bro.

- Yeah.
- sh*t.

That little peek through that window.

See what the world
really thinks of us, huh?

Hey.

Thank you.

Yeah. Do it again next Friday.

Whenever I get mad, I
start thinking Mitch.

I don't know why.

It's a...

Once I start, I can't stop.

And that f*cking pisses me off.

Man.

I miss old Mitch, man.

He was smooth.

I like you though,
man. You're a assh*le.

You, like... you so wound f*cking tight.

[LAUGHS] Hakim said
you was chasing crackers

all over the ice, swinging
a f*cking hockey stick.

Like it was f*cking Excalibur.

Yeah, f*ck them. Those m*therf*ckers.

BUNNY: [LAUGHS]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Every man in my family is dead
or in prison, except for Hakim.

Unless he gonna run a . ...

he gonna end up... [RUEFUL LAUGH]

probably dead or in prison too.

f*ck, you really know how
to cheer a guy up, Bunny.

BUNNY: Well, for years,

running fast is
the only thing that can...

That can free a black man.

But... sl*very ended years ago.

And it's still the only thing
that frees a black man.

And that sh*t ain't even freedom.
That's just...

Just the money.

I wish they'd just f*cking turn
off these street lamps just once

so I can see the f*cking stars, man.

I look up at the sky and it's just mud.

You know, in my cabin,
you can see so many stars.

You can see the sky.

I stare and it... it makes me dizzy.

You know, like, all that, uh...

all that astrology sh*t?

Like, what the stars are called?

The names and all that?

Some of it.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

That's, that's...

That's Orion's Constellation.

BUNNY: Right here, with
the three and the... okay.

You know, it's something
interesting to think about.

These archeologists
find this ivory carving

in a cave in Germany.

And they date it back
to , years ago.

- Damn.
- MIKE: Right?

And that carving is of

that constellation right there.

- That right there?
- MIKE: Uh-huh.

So we're looking at what
they saw , years ago.

How about that sh*t right there?

- Or that?
- I think that's Taurus.

- Taurus?
- Yeah.

They broke their word, Mike!

They broke their word, Mike!

MIKE: Sure you want to start a w*r?

BUNNY: I don't make this call.

They created this situation

when they made a deal they won't keep.

Three thousand prisoners think
that they're in the right.

We can't bend! We gotta
push until they break!

MIKE: I don't think
they're breaking this time.

This is leaving prison
and going to the street.