03x03 - Barbarians at the Gate

[bunniefuu]

Bunny's drugs were f*cked with.

You're gonna have to
f*cking pivot, here. Okay?

You have to cut a deal with the
Mexicans, get some clean supply.

So, anybody new in town?

Yeah, his name's Konstantin Noskov.

Russian out of Brighton Beach
here to clean up after Milo.

Where are you gonna
put your loyalty next?

Mike McLusky is a criminal.

It's not like he didn't even the score.

What does that mean?

- I found the rat.
- You're kidding me.

- It's Ben Morrissey.
- You know, the next f*cking

innocent that Robert
kills is on your head!

Jesus Christ.

Turn the engine off.

You resisted
arrest, assaulted an officer.

- What you got?
- I can make it work.

No option not to, brother.

Dad! Stop! Stop!

Mary, Mother of God...

It's gonna be okay.

I don't even know what to
call this f*cking depravity.

Beyond sin, that's for g*dd*mn sure.

Come on.

You don't have to watch this, come on.

Hey, where you at?

I'm here. Where the f*ck are you?

He's good, he's with me.

- What are you walking me in to here?
- Milo's girl from f*cking Cavo.

- Tatiana?
- Yeah. ex*cuted.

Three in the back, one in the head.

They threw the f*cking
body in the garbage.

- Who's they?
- Mikey, that's not the worst of it.

They threw the baby in there with her.

- The what?
- Baby.

Kid's alive, barely. Well,
hell, God knows how long

it was f*cking starving in
that frozen f*cking garbage.

It gnawed on its own f*cking hands.

It's not an it, Ian,
it's a him, it's a boy.

I mean, this is her though, yeah?

Oh, f*ck.

- Yeah, coroner's on his way.
- Who found her?

Homeless guy. Saved the
kid from the f*cking rats.

Two of Milo's soldiers got
dropped by the river last night,

- and now her.
- It's that f*cking Cossack.

- Konstantin.
- f*ck yeah, it's Noskov, it's him.

f*ck, he's cleaning f*cking house.

Okay.

Hey, Mike. f*ck.

I want you to run the
plates on Milo's car,

see if you can get a hit.

Oh, Mike. I thought you were cool,

Iris getting out of town. Come on.

I am. I just want to make sure she did.

We got to be worried about this?

Yeah,

- I think we got to be f*cking worried.
- f*ck.

All right, let's go.

You Konstantin?

- Hey. Turn back around.
- Which one of you did it?

Was it you?

Who did it? Was it you? Huh?

What fresh hell is this?

Get the f*ck off.

You Konstantin?

Throwing babies in the f*cking garbage?

You got my attention.

You don't want that.

You come to this town, you k*ll Milo

and anyone he works with,

so who's next on your f*cking list?

You're Milo's patsani.

That makes so much more sense.

You're Michael McLusky.

I know your name.

I know your reputation.

Animals lead with c*ck or claw.

But y-you know this,
Michael, don't you, hmm?

Because you're an animal.

I don't think you want to find out.

- Is it a warning?
- No more dead bodies.

Or... ?

Now I'm getting annoyed.

Take this out, before the pigs come in.

Welcome to Kingstown.

- What the f*ck are you thinking?
- Jesus Christ, Mike.

Tell me you got something on
these m*therf*ckers, tell me.

This f*ck is un-f*cking-touchable.

- That doesn't exist, Ian.
- Mike, I told you that.

It's untouchable.

Just figure this out, or I will.

We're down with the business,

but you can't keep jacking it up.

Market value. You need me.

You got no product, you get devoured.

Callahan.

Speakin' f*cking Mexican.

Callahan!

The warden would like to see you.

Well, that took no f*cking time.

We're short, right now. That's fact.

But more sh*t's coming,
clean sh*t. Pure.

Roberto, I'm going to be in a
place that f*cking helps you...

the way you're helping me.

You see my hand out?

m*therf*cker, what I see is a g*ng

of m*therf*cking cr*cker
screws trying to...

put us in boxes.

That's what I see.

Now, look, if we need
to go back to back,

Bunny's got you.

That's word.

How the mighty have fallen.

That's Samuel.

The passage.

But I was never mighty, Kareem.

I'm a humble m*therf*cker.

It's "Warden" now.

Yeah. I clocked the suit.

You give up Millhaven 'cause
you're a humble m*therf*cker?

Well, you know, I'm gettin' on.

Got a niece nearby I never met.

New facility, Millhaven,
with humane amenities.

Bigger cells and better food, sure.

Not terrible, far as it goes.

And you gave all that up...
your trustee privileges,

the fancy library, the grub...

They got a farming program.

... farming program... for this sh*t?

Home's where the heart is, Warden.

Guess my heart's here.

Timing's suspect, Merle.
You transfer, Gunner drops?

Gunner's got nothing to do with me.

That was old business between
him and Head is what I hear.

Nobody ran it by you?

I just f*cking got here.

And yet all those pasty f*ck
already drafting behind you.

Respect for one's elders.

Well, you're a veteran,

you have respect.

You keep...

doing the easy time you've been doing.

You don't?

you'll regret coming back.

Every f*cking day.

Amor fati.

Sure, Merle.



Just saying.

I made peace with my fate.

I'm gonna die in here.

In my cell, on the yard, however.

My terms, though.

My way.

Can you say the same?

Garro, Valentine.

Greene, Aliya.

Williams, Caroline.

Hey. They called your name.

Oh, sh*t, what?

Rest of you get comfortable.

Boy, got something for you.

- You're mine, b*tch!
- f*ck!

What's up, b*tch?

Where you going?

m*therf*cker!

Come here, man!

f*ck.

Get back up here!

Can I help you?

I ain't figure you
for this low-rent sh*t, Mike.

The f*ck you doing?
You can't be seen here.

I was in the neighborhood, man. Get in.

And give me two seconds.

Crackers made a move on Raph.

He good?

Lost a little blood, but, you know,

he battled his way out of that sh*t.

I thought people'd be too
scared to go after him?

Don't throw that sh*t in my face, man.

Well... he make that deal?

Colombians. sh*t cost
me extra five figures.

- That's on you.
- Hey, I told you how it was gonna go.

You ain't tell me nothing about
no f*cking five figures, Mike.

Are you worried about Raphael,
or are you worried about the money?

Yo, I worry about every
f*cking thing, Mike.

Same as you.

Yeah. Well, Raphael's gonna
be fine. They went after him,

they f*cking missed.

So just double down on protection.

It's not gonna happen again.
I'll talk to the guards.

Put a leash on your cr*cker
barrel brothers, too, man.

Hey, they're not my brothers.

They under new management,
man. Show your influence.

What are you talking about?

Gunner got got by his f*cking own.

- When?
- Aw, man.

Mayor Mike, you slipping, dawg.

Hey, f*ck you. When?

A couple days back.

In visitation.

They suffocated that fool
right in front of his kid.

She watched the whole
thing through the glass,

like shark feed in a f*cking aquarium.

- He was in protective custody.
- Yeah.

New shot-caller got some g*dd*mn pull.

Some OG transferred in from Millhaven.

Millhaven?

You seen a f*cking ghost?

Ah, hell, all I see is ghosts, Bunny.

That's all I f*cking see.

Nice.

f*ck' A.

What's up?

- Where's Mom's car?
- Working on it.

Well, it's not just
"get to it when you can"

kind of thing, Kyle.

I need to know the answer.

I asked the question,
Mike. They're checking.

Yeah, and I need to
know the f*cking answer.

So how long's it gonna take?

I don't know.

Well, that's too f*cking long, Kyle.

I'm on it, Mike.

All right, thank you.

Hey, uh, got word

- the baby's gonna make it.
- Good morning.

- You hear me?
- Yeah.

Some good f*cking
news for a change, huh?

- Kid's a fighter.
- Gonna have to be.

Orphan in the system.

Where the f*ck are you?

Just, uh, learning to be a dad.

- I got to go.
- Yeah, sounds like it.

Detective Ferguson's
trying to reach you.

Ian.

- Just call him Ian.
- I choose not to.

He's headed to Anchor Bay
to look at security footage.

Said you could be his plus-one.

Yeah, well, now?

No rest for the wicked.

Thanks for the coffee.

f*ck.

I'll be back.



There she is.

Here we go, here we go.

Look how f*cking quick that was.

Can't see sh*t, except he's white.

Well, hey, hey, can you, uh
pause this and just blow it up?

What am I, f*cking IT guy?

Do your f*cking job.

He's either Aryan or Russian.

There's no way that Bunny's
mule is rolling with White Power.

It's not happening.

What is he doing?

He's pissing on the f*cking car.

- What a f*cking psycho.
- Who does that?

I got to be f*cking dreaming.

What the f*ck is he doing here?

- Kareem, he's with me.
- He's not DOC or KPD.

You can't bring him in here. Why do you

pretend to not know that?

It's a homicide. It's my discretion.

And it's my prison.

Kareem, it's local.
It's m*rder police...

Yeah, but we're not on the street...

But we're on the same side,

but we're on the same
side, right? Come on.

- Yeah, we got what we need.
- Let's get the f*ck out of here.

- Come on.
- Thanks, we appreciate it.

- I'll catch up with you.
- All right.

Hey, let me chat with you a sec.

Yeah.

Callahan's back in population.

As of 36 hours ago, Merle
Callahan returned to us.

And you didn't want to pick
up the f*cking phone, Kareem?

I don't report to you, Mike.

I know you don't.
Come on, no one said you did.

But, you know,

neither of us can do
this in a f*cking vacuum.

The torch has been
passed, it's in my hand,

and I will run sh*t my way.

Run sh*t the way you
want to run it, Kareem.

But what you do in here
echoes on the outside.

And KPD will deal with
what happens on the street.

f*ck it, you know how
this works, Kareem.

- Jesus Christ.
- KPD will deal with what happens

out there and I will deal

with the sh*t that
happens inside my prison.

You can't f*cking silo this.

- You know that.
- Yes, I can.

Yes, I can.

You don't have agency

in here, man. You're
a civilian, bad enough,

but you're a f*cking ex-con.

And if any of this sh*t
comes to light... what you do,

what you've done...

any of it comes to light, man,

e-everyone is compromised.

You're compromised, you mean.

Look, I-I'm, I'm not
gonna risk my career

to help you play fixer.

I can't do that.

Okay, I hear you.

You're putting me in a position

that I don't want to f*cking
be in, though, Kareem.

Which is gonna force you to be

in a position that you
don't want to be in.

You understand?

f*ck, I mean...

Look.

What happened, happened, Kareem.

You did what you had to.

You can't take it back.

I'm not even saying you f*cking should.

But you can't fight me

on every little f*cking thing here.

You got it?

Hear me?

What do you... what do you want?
You want a meeting with Callahan?

Well, not yet.

Not until I know the next play, but...

can you segregate him, at least?

We both know what
Callahan is capable of.

He's back for a f*cking
reason and it ain't Gunner.

Hey, Charlie. Hey.

I was worried, Ian.

Nothing to worry about, Charlie.

I just came by to see my friend.

See if you want to grab
some burgers. How are you?

You didn't come when I called you.

Charlie, we talked about this.

The busyness when I'm
working. Remember? Come on.

Busyness business. Busy.
Busy, busy bees, right, Ian?

That's right. Busy, busy bees.

But I always get here,

as soon as I can. You know that.

You're here now, Ian.

So what's happening, Charlie?

Uh, everything good?

What's the good word?

Got no good words. Got none now.

Just bad,

inside my...

head. Bad thoughts.

I'm just not ready now.

I'm not ready now.

Okay.

All right, well, look,
I'll-I'll come back soon.

We'll go inside where it's warm,

and I'll-I'll bring some burgers.

- Would you like that?
- Yeah. Where it's warm, Ian.

I'll be ready better then.

All right, you get some exercise.

Come on. Keep warm.

Okay, Ian.

Bye, Ian.

Bye, Charlie.

I know you were expecting your niece.

I'm sorry to disappoint. My
boss made the arrangements.

Konstantin Noskov.

- And?
- He's an admirer.

A wealthy admirer.

His cell.

He knows your numbers have dwindled.

Quality over quantity.

He just wants to help.

That's why he sent me.

To help.

Is there a place where
the guards don't look?

Yeah, what do you got?

Mom's car's impounded.

The female subject was stopped

on a bullshit traffic infraction,

resisted arrest, assaulted an officer...

And the ID?

What ID, Mike?

No. It's f*cking her.

Jane Doe, 'cause no license.

She's refusing to give her prints.

Of course she did.

Well, would it make a
difference anyway, Mike?

I mean, do you even know her real name?

Thanks, Kyle. I'm on my way.

Motherfuck.

What are you doing?

Whoa!

f*ck.

Didn't take you long, did it?

Hello.

Konstantin.

We have a problem.

m*therf*cker.

Hey, Walter.

We got a category 5
shitstorm happening outside,

and you can't return my f*cking call?

I am managing crises here.

- Plural.
- I'm not?

Jesus, Walter.

Do you need me to help you prioritize?

No, Evelyn, actually, I don't.

Oh, I think you do.

Do you know how many fresh lawsuits

Robert Sawyer has
brought upon this city?

Tactical team raided an Aryan meth lab.

They were fired upon.

And Sawyer just blew them up?

Level of force was commensurate.

"Commensurate"?

Hey.

- Where's Iris?
- Good. She's safe.

f*ck's wrong with you?

I don't know. f*ck, you know.

Russian f*ck tried to
take me out on the Southside,

this m*therf*cker.

You're f*cking kidding me, Mikey.

- What?
- You're f*cking kidding me.

- What'd I do?
- You cannot roll up

on these f*cking comrades,

- I told you that.
- He rolled up on me.

I'm gonna take an APC, I'm gonna flatten

that f*cking c*cksucker's
Cavo, f*ck him.

No, let's not do that.

There's too many moving parts right now.

All right, I'll clean it up.

No, don't do that.

That'll be a calling card. How's that?

So you're just gonna wait
and let them f*cking try it again?

Well, I don't think
they're gonna try it again.

- You can trust me on that.
- Mikey,

this f*ck, you didn't
even piss him off.

All right? You were
just a f*cking nuisance.

These f*ck jerk off, they k*ll people

and then eat a f*cking doughnut.

- They do not f*cking care.
- All right, I get it.

Show me every interview...

Let's just figure out who's next, okay?

And we'll work backwards from there.

And I want the name
of every f*cking genius...

- She's got to shut up.
- Yeah, I know.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'll figure that out.

- It's on the list.
- Yeah.

Hey, hey.

Jane Doe.

You found me.

Yeah.

Never takes you long, does it, Mike?

Well, that's not true.

Thought I could get myself out of here.

So?

Want to stay in here?

Earn your stripes?

Give them your prints, I'll get
you out in, like, an hour, okay?

I can't, Mike.

Iris.

Y-You can't what?

I can't give them my prints.

Okay. All right.

I'm gonna need a minute.

Don't f*cking step on my heels.

- Hey.
- I can't talk right now.

It's not a good time.

Oh, it's never gonna
be a good time, Evelyn.

You keep burning all
these f*cking bridges,

you're gonna have nowhere to go.

So I'm gonna ask you to stop. Okay?

I need you to stop.

You got to be smart.

I don't care, Mike.

I'm not gonna ease up on that f*ck,

and I'm not dropping the Morrissey case.

What case, Evelyn?

- Morrissey's dead.
- One f*cking guy tried

to do the right
thing... one f*cking guy.

Robert k*lled him.

- You don't know that.
- Okay, fine. Had him k*lled.

Jesus Christ. You
don't know that, either.

I'll tell you what I
do know. It wasn't...

It was not a home invasion.

All right.

Here it is, Iris. The court
order's gonna come through,

and then it's gonna be too late.

You give up your prints
now, I can cover for you.

Iris, whatever it is,

I-I swear to God, I'm
gonna get rid of it.

Whatever you don't want anybody
to know, they're not gonna know.

I don't give a sh*t what you think.

Yeah, I get it, Iris.

I know you've been through a lot,

and you only trust Mike.

I mean, I only trust Mike.

Think I've known him
since I was six, and...

Iris, that night on the pier...

Mike had me up on the hill,
watching over both of you.

We're not strangers, Iris.

Mike's on your side, Iris.

I am on your side.

Please let me help you.

Walter looked at me
with a straight face.

He told me Sawyer passed

- his physical.
- Yeah, and?

I saw his f*cking physical, Mike.

He suffered a concussion
during that beating.

They took his temperature,

they took his pulse, they
said he was combat-ready.

- Are you done?
- I'm not gonna start telling you

- about his psychological evaluation.
- Evelyn, are you done? Huh?

Look, you had your shot at him, okay?

And you missed. All right? It's over.

So, Evelyn, let it be over

because you're about
to cross a line here.

You pass it,

I can't help you.

Well, that's f*cking scary.

It's supposed to be.

- I'm asking you to be smart.
- This is our home, Mike.

If I die, I die doing right thing.

Just like Morrissey?

Yeah.

Like Morrissey.

You got it, Jess?

You didn't snoop through this, did you?

f*ck.

Okay.

We're good.

Never sees the light of day.

Mike can never know.

Know what?

Thank you.

You're welcome. Look...

I...

I hate to be an as*h*le
here, but I, can I...

I just got to ask you a favor.

I'm working on this.

She was hit a couple days ago.

You know her, it would help me out.

Tati.

Didn't like her.

She had a kid.

You know who'd want to see her dead?

King falls, Court follows.

What, you read that somewhere?

Saw it in a movie once.

Look, I don't know. She worked for Milo.

There's probably a lot of people
that would want to hurt her.

All right.

- Wait.
- What?

He would hurt her.

So, how do you know Noskov?

He was on a m*rder charge in New York.

I dated a judge.

Case went away.

So he owes you.

As much as he owes anyone.

Ian says he's gonna be trouble for you.

Ian talks too much.

He worries about you.

It's sweet.

You and Noskov, you were close?

I never f*cked him, Mike.

I didn't ask that, Iris.

Well, I'm not his type.

You don't have to be anyone's type.

Not anymore.

It's different now.

Were you hoping I'd gone for good?

I don't know, Iris.

I was just hoping for you.

Where would I go?

Where do you see me when you're hoping?

Just not here.

Anywhere but here.

Surprised to see me?

Not at all, Michael.

I'm impressed.

He's carrying.

Eh, it's fine. He won't use it.

Come.

You think you know
what you're dealing with

or who you're dealing with, you don't.

Well, Milo was a pimp.

So I thought you and your brother,

his b*tches.

Now, I can't speak for your brother...

- Yeah, let's not.
- No, but you, I underestimated.

You, I now understand,
are something else,

a different animal.

Yeah, yeah. I'm a different animal.

The kind that you don't put down.

You can't k*ll me because
you f*cking need me.

I'm the guy you work with.

I'm the person that makes your
life possible in this town.

Because you, Michael, are the mayor.

You're damn right.

Good f*cking talk.

Well, I just read that Mother Teresa was

- actually a real f*cking b*tch.
- Ah, that's sacrilege.

You can't call Mother Teresa a b*tch.

I f*cking read it! I didn't say it.

- Where did you read this sh*t?
- In a book.

In a book I'm reading
on the f*cking Kolkatans.

- The who?
- The Kolkatans.

They're the people of f*ck...

f*ck!