All Gone Wrong (2021) Movie Script
1
(soft mysterious music)
- [Chris] Fuck.
(soft mysterious music)
- Hey, check it out.
What do we do with it?
We got him with
possession, right?
- Keep looking. You got to find
something with a name on it.
A bill, a magazine, a
prescription bottle, indicia.
Something to prove ownership.
Ah, ah, ah ah ah.
- Fuck.
- Keep looking. The
roach was the hard part.
- Fuck, this is some bullshit.
(soft mysterious music)
Jackie Maylum.
Fucking got him, right?
- Do you know what this is?
This, and this, gives
us cause for a search
of Mrs. Maylum's house.
In service of that search,
we can seize assets
we believe were
used for or acquired
through illegal
activity, like the sale
and distribution of a
controlled substance.
Eh? They got cellphones,
we'll take those.
Cars? Not anymore,
those are ours now too.
And all that goes right
into our operating budget.
Nobody had to fire a shot.
If you do this job right,
there's no cowboy shit at all.
Good work, kid.
Dump that shit. Let's
get out of here.
(soft mysterious music)
(phone ringing in distance)
- Where the hell have you been?
You waste all your
goddam time picking trash
when you ought to be
hitting the phones.
What took you guys
so fucking long?
What's this?
The state's attorney is
just going to jizz himself
over this one, fellas.
- That was in your trash.
- I got a prescription.
For my headaches.
I got low appetite.
- Low appetite, please.
- Very funny.
This is just a fucking
goldmine, Chris, nice work.
- Give him a break. It's
for the kid's first case.
- And it might be his last.
Get to dialing. Maybe you'll
have better luck on the phones.
Now I'm going to go jerk off
over this epic weed seizure,
and I need the deal
ready to serve by six.
I want to get out of this
fucking office today.
I feel cooped up.
- Hey, I got a proposition
for you, my man.
Look, dude, you owe me.
You don't want to
make a quick $50.
- What's up, man, what are
you doing? Family reunion?
Seriously?
- All right, it's 40 bucks now
because you're
talking back to me.
- Yo, J, what up, man,
what are you doing?
Hey, you want to make
some money today?
Who you got?
- Will he sell to me?
What's he holding, teeners?
I don't know, Dumb and White.
Doesn't have to be me, it's
all the same, all right?
All right.
20 minutes, same cut?
All right, I'm going
to go down, pick up J,
bring him back here to get
the ball rolling, okay?
All right, hang tight.
- Hey, Rook?
- Yeah.
- Mikey?
- Yep.
- [Chris] You coming? It's up.
- Yeah.
- I know, I know.
- He's a toddler. He's
like a tall toddler.
- [Chris] Yeah, I know, I know.
- He's like Tom
Hanks from "Big."
(laughing)
- So you're J?
- Yeah, I'm J.
- I'm Mikey.
- [Chris] Come on now, J.
Go easy on him, all right?
No no no.
First thing you got to do is
have him empty his pockets.
(chattering)
All right, let's go.
Turn around, brother.
Open your mouth. You always
got to check the mouth.
What's this?
Come on now. Paraphernalia.
Going to let him hang
onto it, because it plays.
- [J] Yeah yeah yeah.
- Because it's J and we love J.
- [J] Everybody loves
J. Hey, hey, hey!
- Tony!
- Junkie J, my man.
- Brother man, what's going on?
Damn, man.
- [Anthony] Doing all
right. So you still hyping?
- All right, so we
got a little money.
This is deal money,
right? Take a look.
- [J] That's all
the money I got?
- Yeah, man, you got 50
bucks. That's plenty, man.
- That's plenty? That's $10.
- That's what you told me.
Oh, come on, man,
it's like 50 bucks.
J, come on, get out of here.
- Can I see it?
- No, no no no.
- I'm just saying.
- You're going to be
on the eye with Jim.
You'll see everything
going down,
and he'll fill you in on,
and then we'll touch base.
- Pow, pow, pow.
- I been wanting to
get to know each other.
- No, see, you aint cool
enough to be in the streets.
(laughing)
- You're my guy.
I need you, man.
- If I find out something else,
I'll most definitely tell you.
- That's cool.
- You're going to hook
me up with cash, right?
- You know it.
All right, buddy.
I'll be watching.
- Okay.
- Be ready, and I'll
come back and get you.
If anything looks funny,
I'll bust up there
and shut it down, okay?
- All right.
- All right.
Here we go, and I'm
going to pick you up
right here, too, okay?
- All right, watch my back now.
- I got you.
- Okay.
- Just dropped off J.
Corner of Sixth and
Monroe. I got the eye.
- Copy that.
So how's it going with Chris?
- [Mikey] He's cool.
- Yeah?
- Learning a lot.
- But slower than shit, right?
- Yeah.
- Not what you expected?
It'll pick up.
- Chris is ...
- What?
- Never mind, nothing.
- Hey, trust your gut. You
want to say something, say it.
- Chris has been here
a long time, right?
Guys I know use this job
to move on or move up,
to make detective.
I'm just wondering
why he's still here.
- What Chris does, making
sure the trains run on time,
nobody getting hurt, he
does better than anybody.
It suits him.
But, Chris has figured out a
few angles to help himself.
Definitely listen to him.
He'll teach you
how to stay alive.
But, you and him help
each other Mikey.
I, I don't like saying this.
But Chris,
he's not who you think he is.
I need you to keep
an eye on him.
- I'm not a snitch.
- Fair enough, but
I got an open door.
You see something from him that
doesn't sit right with you,
I want you to come to me.
I'm serious about this.
I want you to come to me.
(soft mysterious music)
- Picking up J, heading
back to the shop.
Did you get it?
- Yeah.
- It's good, buddy. It's good.
How'd it go?
- It went good. It went okay.
- Yeah, you know those guys?
- I met him one time
before, some local kid.
I think he copping
from somebody big.
I just don't know who it is.
(soft mysterious music)
- See here. He's
bringing him in now.
- Okay.
- Yeah.
- He's taking a precaution.
See, the thing is, what
you do is you keep control.
He's just patting him down.
Even though he knows
what he's going to find,
he's doing this to some extent
just to show J who's boss.
Now he's going to
look in his mouth.
- Okay.
- [Jim] Yeah, there you go.
- [Mikey] Yeah.
- [Chris] Is he new to town,
or is he passing through?
You got any idea where
he might be coming from?
- Got one positive.
[Chris] No?
- Mm-mm, mm-mm.
- All right, all right.
All right, man, we're going
to check a couple boxes
and be right back.
- [J] All right, man,
don't hang me up here
like you did last time.
- [Chris] All right, all right.
- [J] Thought I
was going to die.
- Colors have changed, so
that's positive for change.
- He's extra-twitchy today, huh?
What do you got there, positive?
- [Anthony] Yes, sir,
positive on both.
- There you go, all right.
Right on.
Man, he's shaking bad.
- All right, Chris, good work.
Except you know what?
You've upset him so much.
- [Chris] What are you talking
about? He's my favorite guy.
- [Jim] That was damn close
to police brutality, Chris.
Goddammit, do you see
how nervous you made him?
- All right, man,
you got some money?
I'm going to pay him
out, get him out of here.
- Hopefully he goes and gets
something to eat with it.
- Right.
Hey, speaking of food,
my Aunt Jackie called.
She have the neck bones,
sweet potatoes, you down?
- Oh yeah, I'm down.
- [Anthony] My man. All
right, black-eyed peas?
- I like it, I like it.
- [Jim] How about some
neck bones for Daddy-o?
- Mind your business.
- What do you think,
huh? Lot of fun, eh?
- [Mikey] Yeah, yeah.
- And you meet such nice
people in this line of work.
- [Mikey] Right.
(phone ringing)
(copier whirring)
- Chris, Mikey?
Hey, let me see you a minute.
(phone ringing)
- [Chris] Got your
designer Depends on, I see.
- You know, you're getting way
too much gray in that beard
to give me that kind of shit.
- Gray is hip, man, it's hip.
- Whoever heard of a
narc with a gray beard?
(laughing)
Shut the door.
Silvis PD has asked for our help
with a house they've
had their eye on.
They want us to lend
them a UC to assist.
- Who do you want me to talk to?
- I want Mikey to
be their contact.
You'll lead the
surveillance team.
He'll still be training with
you, but he's also be working
with me and the CS to set up
the deal inside the house.
- What the fuck
are you doing, man?
- [Mikey] Chris, I got this.
- Shut up.
- A lot of planning has
already gone into this, Chris,
and you're an
important part of that.
But right now the focus has
got to be on getting him ready.
Can you handle that?
- You running this thing
like a dictatorship now?
Pulling the curtain back?
We talk about this shit,
man, behind closed doors.
- Let's just say it's my call.
I want the kid on
this, and I want you
to get him in and out.
- We need to talk
about this, man.
- [Jim] We're up in two days.
- Come on, dickhead.
- [Chris] What piece you got.
- [Mikey] PPK.
- Set your phone to
record and keep it handy.
We'll be listening.
- I know.
- Listen, probably feels like
it's happening fast, right.
Like you can't stop
it. I've been there.
We can still shut
it down. It's okay.
We're only doing this
if you feel ready.
- I'm good.
- I'm only saying that
because it's easier
to shut it down now than
when you're in there.
- I know what I need to know.
- Ready?
- Yeah.
- All right.
- Listen, if the dude tries
to drag it out in any way,
press him, threaten to walk.
He'll stop you if
he wants the deal.
Don't reach for the bag. Got it?
If anything feels
wrong, I'll shut it down
and we'll take the house, okay?
When you see us, just act
dumb and white, right?
Don't think.
If you do the job,
no need to worry.
Plus, they can only kill
you once. Know what I mean?
All right.
(soft mysterious music)
- Okay, fellas,
there's our hero.
(soft mysterious music)
- Hey, what's up, man?
- Somebody talk to you,
about 15 minutes ago?
Come on in.
- [Mikey] How you doing?
- [Slim] Wait, wait here.
Sit down over there, man.
- [Mikey] All right.
- [Slim] So what you need?
- [Mikey] What do you have?
- [Slim] Whatever you need?
That's it.
- [Mikey] Did I just hear
something back there?
- [Slim] No, no, don't
worry about all that, man.
Hey, don't worry
about who's here.
All right. Just get
your stuff, man and--
(soft mysterious music)
- Anthony, I just
lost the kid's wire.
- [Anthony] I lost it too.
Let me check
something. Stand by.
- [Chris] House looks fine, but
I got nothing with the wire.
Can you get it back up?
- [Anthony] I got nothing
but green lights over here.
It must be on Mikey's end.
(soft mysterious music)
- [Chris] Got suspect
exiting the house.
(soft suspenseful music)
Looks like Goldy.
- [Anthony] Copy that.
- [Chris] He's heading to
the street, for Mikey's car.
Unit three, get ready to go.
- [Anthony] He's taking the car?
- Call it into Jim,
and let's get another unit
to pick up the follow.
Mikey's still inside.
Wire's still shit.
- [Anthony] Fuck.
Calling it in now.
- We still have a recorder
in that car, Anthony?
- [Anthony] Yeah, that's right.
- [Chris] Turn it on. I want
to hear what he has to say.
- [Anthony] Copy that.
(soft suspenseful music)
Unit two, we're
taking the house.
- [Anthony] Copy that,
taking the house.
(soft suspenseful music)
- Oh, shit.
- [Chris] Don't move.
Drop that gun right now!
- Chris, what the fuck?
It's cool, be cool!
- What the fuck?
Shut the fuck up!
Drop that gun right now!
- What the fuck,
man? You set me up?
Look, you set me up?
- Drop your weapon,
asshole! Drop it right now!
- Be cool! What the fuck?
[gun Firing]
[guns Firing]
- Clear left.
- I got kitchen.
(soft mysterious music)
[guns Firing]
- Kitchen clear?
- Kitchen clear!
- Shooter in the back!
- This is great. The guy's
got a motherfucking AK.
[gun firing Rapidly]
- Davis, go around, see if
you can find an angle on him.
Anthony, high low?
- Copy.
(soft suspenseful music)
[gun firing Rapidly]
[gun Firing]
(soft suspenseful music)
[guns Firing]
(soft suspenseful music)
- All right, clear.
Left side.
(soft suspenseful music)
Clear?
- [Anthony] Clear.
Room clear.
- Room clear.
Okay, man, breathe.
Just breathe.
- What the fuck are you doing?
It was just a meet.
- Get an ambulance!
Ah God.
(soft suspenseful music)
[siren blaring]
(soft suspenseful music)
- [Anthony] Chris.
Chris.
Chris.
You all right, man?
- Yeah, I'm good.
- I came over here
because the units found
the UC car Goldy drove off with.
It was ditched, no Goldy.
- What was the weight?
- 30 keys. I downloaded
the recorder from the car.
You'll want to hear it.
- Play it.
- [Goldy] --some smokes.
Yeah, ain't going
to take me too long.
I'll be there in a minute.
Come on, man, I
already told you, bruh.
That's Kewanee shit, nigger.
That's all you need to know.
This is the purest, bro.
You could step on this shit
a million fucking ways,
and I promise you, it's
still going to hit.
Kewanee, nigger.
You going to see, I'm coming
to you right now, bruh.
- That's everything.
- He's talking to a distributor.
- Mm-hm.
- I'm going to find
J, about Kewanee.
[phone Buzzing]
- [Anthony] I'll
talk to you later.
- [Jim] How you feeling?
- I'm good.
- [Jim] Listen, a
couple of things.
ISP just sent me
counselor info for you.
I'm emailing it now.
Anything you need
while you're out,
call me or them,
either one, okay?
- Okay.
- [Jim] Second thing,
DII wants to do
its interview with you soon.
Nothing set yet. I'll let
you know as soon as I hear.
But I want you to
stay at home until--
- Yeah, we need to
talk. Before DII.
- [Jim] Yeah, yeah, but right
now I just want you to--
- I'm not sitting with
them until we talk.
And we've got to find Goldy.
And we need to talk
to your Silvis guy.
It's bigger than that now.
- [Jim] Chris, I'm going
to scour the fucking Earth
for Goldy, but I don't
have a unit without you.
If we don't do this by the book,
DII is going to suspend you
and then we're really fucked.
So just, just take this time.
- All right.
- [Jim] Look, I saw that
scene. You need this.
Looked like a good shoot.
You're going to be back as
soon as you're ready, okay?
But until then you just chill.
I'll call you again
in a little while.
You hang in there, brother.
- Okay.
- [J] Hey, yo Chris, man,
it's your favorite Junkie J.
I just got your text.
I need this paper, yo,
for real, for real. Later.
- [J] He decided
to make his play.
- [Chris] Play, against who?
- No, I ain't doing this.
No fucking way, man.
- I'm not asking questions
anymore. Tell me about Kewanee.
- Just charge him
with whatever you got.
Forget about what he said.
Get him with
something with the car
and get on to the next one.
- Not going for your
boogeyman bullshit today, man.
- Look, you're forgetting
about the game.
Take what you got.
You trying to climb
the ladder with this?
Get the guy, roll him
up to the next guy
till you go all the way up
to the fucking
cartel of the month?
Just bust his ass. He might
give you somebody else.
But just play it like always.
We work for you, you
bust the next guy,
he does some time, then
he's working for you.
You bust me, I do some time,
and I'm back working for you.
But just keep it
going, motherfucker.
I like consistency.
I mean it ain't perfect,
but that's how we do it.
Right?
Right?
- Mikey died for this shit.
- Aw, man. People out here
dying every day, you see this.
- Give me one name in
Kewanee, and you're done.
- Man, you said
you wanted Goldy,
now you reneging off the shit.
- And I want Kewanee.
Kewanee.
- Listen, I give you
the Westchester Vacants.
Goldy's probably there. Lots
of people hide out there.
Go to the Vacants, go find
him, that's it, that's all.
- Westchester Vacants? Please.
You want to be found with
a hot dose in your arm?
Locked door, everybody thinks
you finally did it, Jerrod?
Kewanee.
- Damn.
Clayton's Club.
That's all.
(soft mysterious music)
[birds singing]
(soft mysterious music)
[gun Clicking]
(soft mysterious music)
[door bell Tinkling]
- Coffee?
- Yeah.
- You look familiar.
Do I know you?
- I don't think so.
[phone buzzing]
- Stay put, I'm
not done with you.
Hey.
(mumbling)
(soft music)
[men Laughing]
[door bell Tinkling]
(soft music)
- Hey, Jo.
- What's up, Manny?
- Hey, where you going?
- No no, no no no.
[punches striking]
[man groaning]
- Put your hand
back on the counter.
Did you get a chance
to look at the menu?
[punches striking]
- No, I'm good with
just the coffee.
- Okay, let me know if
you change your mind.
- Get his ass up.
Get him to a hospital.
Keep his head steady.
(soft music)
(door bell tinkling)
(moaning)
- Mind if I give you the
check? My shift's almost over.
- Sure.
- You think I should
call the police?
- Don't do it on my account.
- Why not?
- If you had to ask,
you probably weren't
going to do it anyway.
- I'm headed to my other
job. I tend bar at Clayton's.
You should stop by.
I'll get you your first drink.
- It's a deal.
(soft music)
[doorbell tinkling]
(soft mysterious music)
[Velcro tearing]
(soft mysterious music)
[door creaking]
- Put your hands up.
You're good.
Get outta here.
[patrons chattering]
- What can I get you?
- Is it still on the house?
- Why not?
- I'll take a bourbon.
Why did you ask me if
you should call the cops?
- Isn't the customer
always right?
Not everybody's okay with
that kind of attention.
The kid's friends
came, picked him up.
The place was quiet afterwards.
You were cool, I was cool.
- The sight of that kid's
blood didn't bother you?
- It's not really the
first time I've seen
something like that,
to be honest with you.
(rock music playing in the bar)
- What's all this?
- [Jolene] I know
you're carrying.
Hughes just wants
to have a word.
- Hughes? This his place?
- He won't keep you.
- I could just leave.
It's not a problem.
- Just talk to him.
(rock music playing in the bar)
- [Hughes] Close the door
behind you and lock it.
[door closing]
Now could you please
take that pistol
in your jacket pocket
and put it on my desk?
- Why didn't you just have
your guy take it off me?
- Well, if I had asked
Diddley about it,
he'd tell me that he
had checked you out.
Then I'd have to embarrass
him a little in front
of everybody, saying
that he missed it.
He'd feel disrespected.
And if he didn't let that
go, we'd have a full-on beef.
You see, it's been my experience
that if you give someone
respect 100, they give
it back you in return.
So if I call him out,
I lose his trust.
And then I don't know
what he's going to do.
I can't do business
with people like that.
Business should be
boring.
I'll talk to him
later, in private.
So please, the gun.
So why are you wearing that
jacket? What's your deal?
- What?
- That jacket, you know
that we're in the middle
of a peak heat wave.
Are you cold all of a
sudden or something?
- This isn't really how
I pictured this going.
- Look, it's one thing
that you bring a gun
into my place of business,
it's another thing
that you wear a
November jacket in June.
That's just going to make you
stand out like a sore thumb.
It's just a bit obvious.
It's just stupid.
What are you doing here?
- Friend of mine told me I
should check this place out.
- You're not from here.
I'd know it if you were.
My guess is that you're
not traveling far.
What do you do?
- Nothing in particular.
- And what are you
working on now?
- Odd jobs.
Here and there.
- You know what? I did 10
years in Joliet for odd jobs.
Okay, so you can stop
talking to me in code.
I'm not going to take you in.
I know what you are
in a general sense,
so don't give me no bullshit.
- I know my way around.
Travel, guns, supply.
I run protection.
I pick up, I do drops.
If there's interest
here, I'll stick around.
If not, it's cool. I'll go--
- Who told you to come here?
- Can't say.
- All right, then I think we
should have another meeting.
In the meantime, why
don't you leave your
info with Jolene?
- Why her?
- Because I fucking said so.
Now, you want to stay around,
you learn how to take
fucking direction.
No no, no no no.
You go. It stays.
See you later, Cowboy.
[door closing]
(soft mysterious music)
- I'm flattered.
- It's for Hughes.
- What's the message?
- That is the message.
- Hey, need a favor.
I need a recorder.
Look, you don't
have to tell anyone.
I just need something small.
It'll fit inside
something I carry.
I don't know. Impress me.
Lighter, try a lighter
on my desk, something.
When?
Thanks.
(soft mysterious music)
- Right, right.
- Hey, ladies.
- Hey, how you doing, man?
- [Chris] I managed
to get some clothes
on today, so lucky you.
- [Jim] Well you look like
shit, but you're on your feet.
So things are looking up.
- We'll see about that.
- Sit down. Grab a glass.
If you need anything,
you know who to turn to.
Did you call that counselor?
- I will.
- Do it.
- [Anthony] All right,
I was just telling Jim
about the Kewanee
connect that Goldy
was talking about
on the recorder.
- [Chris] Yeah, what do we
have on the Kewanee, huh?
- Nothing, the deal was
dissolved. No cases were made.
- What about Goldy?
He's talking to someone
who can move that product.
When you set this up,
who plugged you into him?
- Listen, I'm working this
piecemeal for a reason.
This Goldy turned out to
be one hell of a lot more
than they told me he was.
So the less guys you know about
this right now the better.
When you're back,
then we'll regroup.
- Just tell us who it was.
- I said not now.
Watch him.
Your interview's tomorrow.
9:00 AM in the office.
[door bell tinkling]
- [Manny] Be there tomorrow
at the diner. 8:00 AM.
- [Chris] Got it.
I'm going to bounce,
you got that lighter?
- So the USB is your recorder.
Run a couple tests to make sure
it's working for you, all right?
My man, all right.
Be easy.
Hey, I never gave that to you.
(soft mysterious music)
[lighter clicking]
(soft mysterious music)
[lighter clicking]
[Knife punctures tire]
[air hissing]
- Where's my gun?
- Coffee?
Look, if I give you your
gun, you're going to go away.
And I want you to stay.
I want to hear your story.
Everybody's got a story.
How do you like your coffee?
- [Chris] Don't matter to me.
- So, I know you didn't
come here about your gun.
What do you need?
- [Chris] You called me.
- You didn't come here
because I called you.
What do you want?
- I want to know what a man
like you is doing in Kewanee.
- I can always tell
how smart somebody is
by how dumb they think I am.
- What do you want from me?
- I want to know what everybody
wants to know about you.
Whether you got
any balls or not.
- Is this why you
called me? To scare me?
Feel free to give me your
pitch whenever you want.
If this is it, I'll go.
Call me when you
do have something.
- I'm looking for someone.
He's dangerous. Rips
crews, sells what he gets.
- He rip you?
- Doesn't matter.
- Then why do you
want to find him?
- Why I want to find
him has nothing to do
with the job I'm offering you.
- 10,000. Five upfront,
the rest when I get him.
- 10,000? I'm not
asking you to smoke him.
All right, if you find him and
bring him in, I'll cover it.
Payment on delivery.
- And what about my gun?
- Find another one.
- I like mine.
- When you bring him in.
Don't you want to know his name?
- [Chris] Sure.
- He goes by Goldy.
We good?
- Yeah.
- [Hughes] Good.
- If I find what
he stole from you,
what's that worth to you?
- Probably another 10.
- Still not going to
tell me what he took?
- I'll let Goldy tell
you, when you find him.
All right.
Let him out.
- You had enough?
I'll just top you off
while you think about it.
- Is that your car out back?
It's got a flat.
- Fuck.
(sighing)
- Need a lift somewhere?
- I'll figure something out.
- No problem, I can
be back here later.
- You don't have to do that.
- I'm offering.
We can talk.
I've got a couple questions.
- Like what?
- Hughes didn't
mind you stepping in
and out of our
conversation back there.
Looks like he trusts you.
I want to know what I
need to know about him.
- It's a little late now
that you took his offer.
- Even more reason to
talk to you about him.
- Be back at three.
- All right.
- [Jim] Hey, how you doing?
- I'm fine. Let's just do it.
- Look, you just tell
them how it went down
and you'll be cleared
by the end of the week.
- How it went down,
huh? How did it go down?
- What do you mean?
- Silvis, the CS.
There were 30 keys
inside that house,
and they pointed us right to it.
They didn't need us.
Why were we putting
Mikey into that?
- Listen to me.
You just stick to what you
know, and I'll get you cleared.
- Where's Goldy hiding out?
- How the fuck should I know?
- You're the one
who's been scouring
the fucking Earth for him.
If I come back, it's so
that we can figure this out.
- When you're reinstated, I
can get into this with you.
And I'll see you in there.
- Maybe we should check down
by the Westchester Vacants.
I hear there's a lot of people
hanging around down there.
I know how much you
love a field trip.
- [Chris] Who else
have you talked to?
What parts do you need from me?
- I'm just interested
in your take today.
Let's start with when
you arrived on the scene.
- Silvis PD reached out
to Jim about a house
they had their eye on.
They thought it was holding.
I never heard what
got them interested.
Jim said they wanted--
- Just pick it up
when you arrived.
We can stick to the shoot only.
- I posted up within
sight of the house.
Backup unit was
another block out.
I was there when Mikey
pulled up, went inside,
and then his wire went down.
At least the signal did.
One of our suspects,
Goldy, exited the house,
drove off in Mikey's UC car.
I saw that and I made the
call. We had to take the house.
Backup rolled up,
Anthony and Davis.
Davis hit the door,
I was first in.
Anthony right behind me.
How am I doing so far?
Suspect spooked.
He was on a chair
right in front of me.
And he had a gun right away.
Mikey was on the couch.
When we got in there, he
called out to me by name.
I tried shouting some
instruction over him.
Hoping the shooter missed it.
Drop the gun.
Don't move, and all that shit.
But the suspect was
keyed in on Mikey.
Heard him address me, and he
wasn't hearing anything else.
Thought he was getting robbed.
Mikey was trying to place
peacemaker. He stands up.
Suspect thought he was
making a move. Fired on him.
On Mikey.
And hit him, one
shot to the head.
I opened up on him.
I opened up on the suspect.
Anthony and Davis did the same.
We put him down. He
died right there.
After we killed the first
suspect, Anthony and Davis
started to search the
back of the house.
They ran into a
shooter with an AR,
got pinned down in a hallway.
Pulled Mikey out the
front and went back in.
Anthony and I, we
got the shooter.
He died on the scene too.
- [Trudell] Okay, I appreciate
you taking the time.
I think that's all we need.
- What?
- I know that wasn't easy.
I'll get this typed up,
and then I'll get this
wrapped up for you guys.
- What the fuck kind of
an investigation is this?
You haven't asked me
anything of substance.
- [Trudell] That's all we need.
- I was the one who told
Jim that Mikey was ready.
He wasn't ready, and I knew it.
He never should have
been in that spot.
Never should have
gone in that house.
As the lead investigator,
you're obligated to
make a note of that,
take that into consideration.
This is a reinstatement
hearing, isn't it?
- Mikey let Goldy take his car.
He knew enough not
to let that happen
without you knowing
about it first.
Mikey fucked up.
- I told you the wire
was down, you cocksucker!
- [Trudell] Mikey fucked up!
You took the house, you had to!
The suspect freaked out.
It is not your fault.
I will submit my report with
the facts that I've verified!
Thank you for coming
in today, Chris!
- You're a circus boy
on a string, aren't you?
Fuck you!
- Hey, that's enough.
All right, Chris, goddammit,
we all get you're upset,
but there's no reason
to bring that kind of
fucking bullshit in here.
- What do I need to know?
- About what?
- You talk to Hughes.
I'm guessing you've
known him for a while.
What do I need to
know about Hughes?
- Make him happy.
Just up ahead.
- Need a lift tomorrow?
- I got it worked out.
Car's in the shop.
- Let me know. I'm around.
- You're dealing with
some really smart,
really fucking scary people.
I hope you know
what you're doing.
(soft mysterious music)
- [Chris] About today, I uh ...
- It's okay. I get it.
I probably should have told
you a lot of this shit.
- How do you know Manny
Ortega, from Kewanee?
- What do you think's going on?
- There's an ugly cast of
characters come flooding
into my world since this shoot.
I want to know
how you know them.
- I'm running Manny.
He's under with Hughes.
- What about the house?
Goldy ripped that
product from Hughes,
and then we shoot up
Goldy's stash house.
Why?
- The op was to show Hughes
Manny's got the department
on the take and he can
use us on assignment.
Manny helps Hughes find
the load, earns his trust,
and then we've got him.
- Why Mikey?
- As soon as we pop Hughes,
you're going to take my place.
So if shit was going to
go down in that house,
I couldn't take the risk of
having you caught in there.
And I liked Mikey's confidence.
You said yourself you
thought he was ready.
Look, Trudell's writing
it up now. You're cleared.
You start tomorrow.
We got the Maylum warrant
from Mikey's first trash grab.
That roach was enough.
I was wrong about that.
So if you want to set
things right for Mikey,
finish his first case.
I want you ready to
serve that warrant
at 7:00 AM outside her place.
It's very dangerous
for you to think
you know everything
that's going on here.
So stand down. Sit this one out.
And I'll bring you in on
Hughes when I need you.
But until then, whatever you do,
don't fuck this up and
get anybody killed.
- What happened to you?
- 7:00 AM tomorrow morning.
[gun Clicking]
(soft suspenseful music)
[lighter striking]
(soft suspenseful music)
- [SWAT] ERU's in position.
We're a couple blocks down.
Ready for your go.
- [Chris] Copy that. Stand
by, I'll give you the signal.
- [SWAT] Copy that. Standing by.
(soft suspenseful music)
[gun clicking]
91 to 87, this is ERU, come in.
- This is Chris.
(birds singing)
- [SWAT] ERU's in position.
What's the holdup?
- Copy that. Stand by.
Keep the channel clear.
- [SWAT] Copy that.
(soft suspenseful music)
[machine gun firing]
[glass smashing]
(soft suspenseful music)
[gun firing]
(tires squealing)
[gun firing]
[glass smashing]
[engine idling]
(soft suspenseful music)
- Police, show me your hands.
[engine idling]
[birds singing]
[car door closing]
(soft suspenseful music)
(no scream heard)
- [Chris On Recording] If I
find what he stole from you,
what's that worth to you?
- [Hughes] Probably another 10.
- [Chris] Still not going
to tell me what he took?
- [Hughes] I'll let Goldy
tell you, when you find him.
[door creaking]
- Hey.
Go for a ride?
- Sure, get in.
- Right hand.
Take your right hand, adjust
the mirror and look at me.
Keep your hands on
the wheel. Just drive.
I'm going to tell you what I
know, and then you're going to
tell me everything
that you know.
Last week, I'm
running surveillance
on a stash house in Silvis.
Goldy leaves that house, and
after a misunderstanding,
a rookie cop was murdered.
Goldy disappears, I go on
leave, and I spot my boss
take a secret
meeting with Manny.
When I confront him about
it, he tells me that
the Silvis House,
Manny, Kewanee, Hughes,
it's all part of
an undercover op,
with Manny infiltrating Hughes.
It's all very hush-hush,
better not ask any questions.
Bullshit.
The day after he
tells me this, today,
I'm sitting in my
car back on the job,
waiting to serve a warrant and
I take fire from a drive-by.
Shooter was a guy I
saw at Clayton's Club
night you and I met.
You told me Hughes doesn't
have it out for me,
and I believe you.
This has something to do
with Hughes getting robbed.
Then it means that
my boss got spooked
by my seeing what
he's been up to.
Manny undercover op is bullshit,
and he puts out a hit on me.
All I wanted to know was why.
Now they're coming after me.
Day and night, you
work for Hughes.
If you're involved, I'm
going to roll you up
like the rest of them.
You hear me?
You're pinned down, forced to
help Hughes, I can help you.
But only if you help me.
I want everything you know.
People, places, events, stash
houses, if you got them.
Without that, you're
just one of them.
- I know what I'm doing, and
I don't need to tell you shit.
I'm no fucking victim.
Do you hear that? I'm
not a fucking victim!
I don't need you to come in here
and think you can
fucking save me!
Who the fuck do you
think you are, huh?
You want to know the truth?
The truth is, you
work for Hughes too.
You're just too fucking
stupid to know it.
- Where's the stash? Where
do the shipments come in?
Where do they live
before they go out?
- Are you fucking
listening to me?
- You deliver the stash,
tell me the routes,
the pipelines, I'll get you out.
Listen, I'll set you up.
New life, new home,
I promise you that.
- You have no friends. Nobody!
Who's going to
help you, me? Huh?
Tell me!
Nobody's going to believe you.
- You let me worry about that.
Keep doing what you do, and
I'll find you when it's time.
Pull over, right there.
[gun Clicking]
It's going to be okay.
[car door Closing]
[gun Clicking]
(soft mysterious music)
[footsteps descending]
- [Chris] Lot of
people looking for you.
- Now who the fuck is you?
- Watched you drive off in
my partner's car in Silvis.
He died after you
left that house.
- So you come to the Vacants
looking for sympathy from Goldy?
I don't give a fuck
about your partner.
I lost people in that house too.
- Okay, I'll make this quick.
I'm a cop, and I work for
dirty cops who want me dead.
They work for Hughes,
who wants you dead.
- So let me get this right.
Your last partner gets killed.
Now it sound like you want
me to be your partner.
I got to be honest.
That's not a real
good selling point.
So what, you tired of running?
- I don't need to run.
- Running is living.
- That's surviving.
That's not living.
- Well if I was
you, Mr. Officer,
I'd get to thinking both of
them as the same thing, feel me?
You got a plan and some shit?
- I want to build a case.
Get something off to the feds.
Maybe a care package
to the press.
After a few years,
everybody does time.
- Okay.
- Got a better idea?
- Yeah, I'm going to
burn this shit down
and start a fucking war.
Now that's a fucking plan.
- I won't do that.
- Oh yeah? And why the fuck not?
- I'm not going to
let this thing burn
and leave people I
owe holding the bag.
If you're in, I'm
in it with you.
We're connected, no cowboy shit.
There's another way.
I don't know if you're
going to like it.
I know we didn't seize
all the dope you stole.
Hughes says he's
looking for 40 keys,
and we only seized
30 in that house.
So you call Hughes
and offer to sell him
his own shit back to him.
You set the meets for
the exchange. I bug it.
And that's it, case closed.
- I ain't going to lie.
If you want me to
be your partner,
you off to a good
fucking start (laughs).
Why don't you tell me
what's in it for you?
- I don't want to
do this anymore.
I don't want them doing
it anymore either.
- You ain't even smart
enough to know how many ways
this can go bad, are you?
- Sitting on that load's going
to get you nothing but killed.
You know what I mean?
You set the meet and make the
deal, you can go. Fine by me.
- All right, what the fuck
you waiting on? Let's do it.
[phone ringing]
[phone ringing]
- Agent Singleton.
- [Chris] Is this
Singleton from the Illinois
Joint Task Force?
- Who's this?
- I'm narcotics with a local PD.
Sitting on some sensitive stuff.
Looks like it might be pointing
towards a conspiracy case.
- [Singleton] Okay, can
you tell me what it is?
- [Chris] I've got recordings.
Both sides, drug
traffickers and PD.
- [Singleton] You got any names?
- [Chris] I'm putting
it together now.
People are looking for
me. I'm trying to lay low.
I don't know how long
that's going to last.
- Honestly, I'm not
really hearing much
that I can go on here.
- Listen, it all starts with
this Silvis house shooting,
took place about a week ago.
Take a closer look
at what happened.
You'll either trust
me or you won't.
- [Singleton] Can we meet?
- [Chris] We'll
need to meet soon,
but it's going to happen fast.
I'll have everything in hand.
If I call, I'm going to
need you to be there quick,
or I'm probably a dead man.
I need a yes or a no right now.
- What do I call you?
- [Chris] Just call me Mikey.
(soft suspenseful music)
- [Chris] I need a yes or a no.
- If I want out, I
can get out myself.
- And be looking
over your shoulder?
If you do it my way,
you won't have to.
We can do this together.
(Jolene exhaling)
(soft suspenseful music)
- Okay.
- [Chris] I'm going
to need you to take me
to the stash tonight.
[crickets chirping]
(soft suspenseful music)
- Do you have to go?
Let's just go.
Get out of here.
Go to the beach.
I don't want to be the
reason you get hurt.
- [Chris] We can make it better
for everyone else who's here.
We can do what I
always set out to do.
Do this job right.
Go home.
Get ready.
[phone Ringing]
- Yo, where Hughes at?
- [Manny] May I
ask who's calling?
- Tell him it's his
father, I'm back.
It's Goldy, motherfucker.
- What can I do you for?
- Let me tell you a little
story. Put your hearing aid in.
Once upon a time ago,
there was this old fella,
missing 60 keys.
He wanted to get it back so bad
that he'd do anything
for it, even pay for it.
Now what would make him want
to buy back his own product?
Because if he doesn't, I'm
assuming that the people that
he answer to going to start
asking questions real soon.
Plot twist.
Then came along somebody
that found those keys.
And this guy was so nice,
such a nice guy (chuckles).
And he offered to
sell him 30 keys back
for 15K, each of course.
- I don't think it's
fair to call it missing
since we all know who
had it the whole time.
Hm?
Look, how do you like it
down there at them Vacants?
You like the smell of
shit and decay everywhere?
Does it get cold at night?
Must smell a little better once
there's a breeze flowing in.
I don't know if I
like your offer.
I need to think about it.
- You's a funny
nigger, old head.
But you know what? You right.
It do get a little chilly.
Lucky me, though, I
found this house right up
the road from here.
There's a whole lot of
product in there, ain't it?
Setting fire to that, now
that might keep me warm
a little while, what you think?
- Give me the details.
- No time like the present,
so we going to do
this shit today.
You and Jim Grace,
you all come together.
I'm going to bring you
your work, 30 keys,
and you bring me
my money, 450,000.
You get your product,
and I get my money.
Then we go our
separate ways. The end.
- I'll meet you later, and
whoever else you're bringing.
(soft suspenseful music)
- [Jolene] Ah.
- [Chris] I see you.
Can you hear me?
- Copy.
- [Chris] Go ahead and turn
around so you're pointed
to the exit, ass end toward
that barrel right there.
That's good. Hold there.
- [Goldy] Where you hiding at?
- None of your business.
I don't need you tipping
them off by looking my way.
I'm close.
- Tipping them off?
How do I know you
ain't tipping them off?
You the police, motherfucker.
I was thinking anyway, Chris,
you want to explain to me
why you ain't trying
to roll me up to?
- Nobody cares about you.
- Yeah, all right.
- [Chris] Word of
advice, though.
Get a little distance
between you and this place
when we're done here.
That is, unless you want to
testify. I won't stop you then.
- Testify. What jury's going
to believe Goldy testimony?
(laughing)
(soft suspenseful music)
- Okay, G, here's our villains.
(soft suspenseful music)
[door slamming]
(soft suspenseful music)
- [Goldy] Pistol out
till I see the money.
No hard feelings.
- No, there's no offense.
You don't mind if my man Jim
here shows his too, right?
- [Goldy] I don't give a fuck.
- You know what, it
must be awful hard
to move that kind of
product around here, right?
- [Goldy] Sound like a
personal problem to me.
Your problem.
- [Jim] What the
fuck you looking at?
- [Goldy] You, pussy.
- What the fuck did you s--
- No no, no no, no no no.
Let's just put a
timer on it, okay?
I mean, there's no
need to draw this out.
Why don't you show
me what you got?
- [Goldy] Despite what
you may think of me,
I am a man of my word.
I got what I say I got.
Minus a few grams.
Come see for yourself.
- That's a whole
lot of dope, man.
That's an awful lot for
somebody to be out here
with nobody backing him up.
- [Goldy] Come on, old man.
I thought age comes with wisdom.
You seem to be getting dumber.
Don't be stupid.
[Goldy] Pick it up.
Walk it over to my car.
[bag zipping]
[Hughes] All right.
- [Goldy] Nice doing
business with you boys.
- Well, well, well.
- [Goldy] Let's do
this again sometime.
- Maybe (laughs).
Oh, I almost forgot.
I got something for
you to give Chris.
Yeah, you see, I uh, I
asked him to find you.
I didn't really have faith
that he could actually do it,
but look at this, abra cadabra.
He found my product.
I hate to give him his
bonus, but what can I say?
I'm a man of my word.
And he delivered.
He brought me you, and my shit.
- Stop walking.
Don't fucking move.
- It's okay, Jim, I got this.
- [Goldy] Show me what you got.
- Hey, it's just
an envelope. 20K.
- [Goldy] Chris, get the
fuck out here right now.
- He's fucking lying. He
wants you to draw me out.
- It's real simple.
You either get out
here and explain,
or it's every man for
himself, do you understand?
- I don't want his money.
Tell him to get in his car
and get the fuck out of here.
- [Goldy] Chris, what the fuck?
Remember when I told you about
how this shit could go bad?
- [Chris] I'm not coming out.
- All right, here I am
being a nice guy and shit.
I could take the
money and the work,
shoot both these motherfuckers,
don't mean shit to me.
- Wait, wait wait.
No.
(suspenseful music)
I'm coming out.
(suspenseful music)
- [Goldy] Any time, Chris.
- Hughes asked me to do a job.
Find you, and the
product for a bonus.
I said yes just to
stay close to him.
When I found out Jim
was helping Hughes,
I went after both of them.
They tried to have
me killed for it.
That's when I went to find you.
- I hear you, Chris.
Funny how the
tables turn, right?
Checkmate.
- You got what you wanted.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
- How I know you ain't still
working with them, huh?
How I know they ain't
get you to draw me out,
and then you rip
me and take me in.
Fuck that. I look like
a dumb nigger to you?
Prove it, Chris.
Shoot Jim, and I got Hughes.
And ain't no trials,
no jury and all that
extra bullshit
you talking about.
Game over with, White Boy.
- Can't do that.
- Sorry, Chris. Maybe
I forgot to mention.
I don't follow
orders. I give them.
Shoot that motherfucker.
- Don't do it, Chris.
- Shut the fuck up, Pig.
- Nobody has to die today.
Why are you doing this?
- He used you. Old
head fucking used you.
Maybe you ain't hear
me the first time.
Let me say it again. It's
the last time, though, Chris.
I will shoot this
shit the fuck up.
And I will kill you next.
I don't like your way
of doing shit anyway.
I like mines better.
- Just take the money.
- I already got
your fucking money.
- Well then just take this too.
- [Goldy] Open it.
- Wait, what?
- [Goldy] Shut the fuck up.
- [Chris] Don't listen to him.
- Hey, man, I said
shut the fuck up!
- It's just two bands. 10 each.
- Might as well take
everything, right?
- [Chris] Be smart, man.
- Hey, man, I said
shut the fuck up--
[gun firing]
(soft dramatic music)
[guns firing]
[guns firing rapidly]
- Whoa, okay, whoa whoa whoa!
Whoa! It's over!
That's it, folks.
All right, stop. It's over.
It's over, guys.
It's done, finis.
Huh?
I had to sort him out.
Fucking kid.
I had no choice.
He was going to take us all out.
All right, guys, listen.
There's no need for anybody
else to get hurt, right.
Just relax. Let's
lower our guns.
All right, whoo!
Whoo!
That's what you get when
you mix up a cray-cray
in grown man's business!
Jim?
You all right?
- Yeah, I'm great.
- Hey, Chris?
It's okay.
How you doing?
Huh?
Oh, that's good.
All right, Jim, you
lower that gun, Son.
Okay?
Now why don't we all just leave
before we cause a real racket?
All right? Now we still
got shit to sort out.
I promise you, we'll live to
kill each other another day.
All right.
Thank you. You
take care of that.
All right, Jim, let's
go. You can drive, right?
- [Jim] Yeah.
- All right. See
you later, Chris.
[engine starting]
- Fuck!
Fuck!
(soft mysterious music)
- Agent Singleton.
- It's Mikey. We need to
make this handoff now.
- What is it?
- It's everything, but
it has to be right now.
I'm headed to the old
bag factory out on 61.
Meet me there. What
are you driving?
What are you driving?
- A black Crown Vic.
- 20 minutes.
(soft mysterious music)
- All right, why don't
you take a load off?
- [Jim] Well, we're fucked.
We got to get out of here
as soon as I get patched up.
- [Hughes] Yeah,
I wouldn't worry
about getting out just yet.
- What?
- Look, Chris still
needs to find somebody
to make his case, all right.
No handoff, no case.
- He's handing it off
right fucking now!
Are you kidding me?
The FBI, the state cops,
the DEA, who the fuck knows?
- Yeah, well, the handoff
isn't just our problem.
There's other people that are
deeply involved in this, okay.
They're going to
make sure that Chris
never makes it to the drop.
Now you need to just
relax. All right?
I got a vet coming
here really soon.
- A vet? You think I'm
a fucking basset hound?
- Look, he knows his way
around a suture or two.
You want a drink?
- God yes.
- All this excitement
is making us thirsty.
- No shit.
- You want one cherry or two?
- What are you making?
- A proper old-fashioned.
- Two cherries. Hey, make
it a double, will you.
- Don't push it.
(Jim chuckling)
[lighter clicking]
(soft music)
- What are you doing here?
- We got to go right now.
- What are you talking about?
I can't go. I'm
waiting for someone.
- No, we have to go.
- It's fine, I'm waiting.
- We have to get out of
here, just listen to me!
- Get down. Get behind the car.
[engine racing]
[gun firing]
[tires sliding]
(soft suspenseful music)
[vehicle approaching]
- Hey, yo, close it up.
[Recording of Chris's shooting]
- What was that?
- Oh, you scared the
shit out of me, man.
Just listening to
some old recordings.
- Heavy shit, huh?
- Yeah, you could say that.
- I been thinking.
Maybe it'd be a good idea for
you to take a little time off.
- What?
- Well, we're going to
be stopped down anyway,
while I interview
new candidates.
You know, get things
restructured a little bit.
- We not shutting down?
- Shutting down?
- Yeah.
- (laughs) You're
taking Chris' place.
We got two new agents coming
in, and they got to be trained.
Nothing stops the
streets. Nothing stops us.
Take some time, rest
up, get back here fresh.
There's a war on crime, my man.
(soft suspenseful music)
[vehicle approaching]
(soft suspenseful music)
Man.
(music stopping)
(soft piano music)
Streets don't love
you, we love it
She don't love
you, she just lit
Why do I love what
don't love back?
Like this piston
in this track
Trying to embarrass me
But apparently you all
look silly with this track
How snap, take your
head shade out your hat
Go back
I just want to relax,
feel the feedback
But hit the plug up and
he hit me right back
Two and two make four,
even more, it was pure
Please forgive me, Lord, I
want things I can't afford
Take the risk, prison or the
morgue, living by the sword
Yeah, I prayed
but God ignored
I was patient,
but I got bored
Now I got to make a score
and I got to make some more
Be selling weight,
just set it straight
They'll knock us
off and set a date
I'd be lying if I said this
game ain't come with no risk
I'm just trying to turn
it up so people notice
I'd be lying I said this
game ain't come with no risk
I'm just trying to
turn a set into a bitch
Great hope, seen it shining
but police don't notice
Greater hope, seen it shining
but police don't notice
I'd be lying if I said this
game ain't come with no risk
I'm just trying to turn
it up so people notice
I'm in the streets,
no saving me
And that's perfectly
okay with me
It's my choice
like it's slavery
They caging old Kanye and me
At least my brain
and not my body
I don't do them pro probably
If they don't kill
me in the streets
They'll kill you
in your sleep
And we just trying
to make ends meet
But we end up getting beat
Some shit that we can't
shovel out for fun
They want your
mother's house
And she ain't sew
a lot for more
But she putting
up her property
Phones have no privacy
Cameras snap they eyes on me
I guess I'm like
they grand prize
Truth they paying
for dirt on me
Get my lawyer to
try to sanitize
Or at least get
him to minimize
For you all just
lies and memorize
And the judge buys my alibis
Sudden wake and
set it straight
They will knock us
off and set a date
I'd be lying if I said this
game ain't come with no risk
I'm just trying to turn
it up so people notice
I'd be lying if I said this
game ain't come with no risk
I'm just trying to
turn a set into a bitch
Greater hope, seen it shining
but police don't notice
Greater hope, seen it shining
but police don't notice
I'd be lying if I said this
game ain't come with no risk
I'm just trying to turn
it up so people notice
(soft hip-hop music)
(soft mysterious music)
(soft mysterious music)
- [Chris] Fuck.
(soft mysterious music)
- Hey, check it out.
What do we do with it?
We got him with
possession, right?
- Keep looking. You got to find
something with a name on it.
A bill, a magazine, a
prescription bottle, indicia.
Something to prove ownership.
Ah, ah, ah ah ah.
- Fuck.
- Keep looking. The
roach was the hard part.
- Fuck, this is some bullshit.
(soft mysterious music)
Jackie Maylum.
Fucking got him, right?
- Do you know what this is?
This, and this, gives
us cause for a search
of Mrs. Maylum's house.
In service of that search,
we can seize assets
we believe were
used for or acquired
through illegal
activity, like the sale
and distribution of a
controlled substance.
Eh? They got cellphones,
we'll take those.
Cars? Not anymore,
those are ours now too.
And all that goes right
into our operating budget.
Nobody had to fire a shot.
If you do this job right,
there's no cowboy shit at all.
Good work, kid.
Dump that shit. Let's
get out of here.
(soft mysterious music)
(phone ringing in distance)
- Where the hell have you been?
You waste all your
goddam time picking trash
when you ought to be
hitting the phones.
What took you guys
so fucking long?
What's this?
The state's attorney is
just going to jizz himself
over this one, fellas.
- That was in your trash.
- I got a prescription.
For my headaches.
I got low appetite.
- Low appetite, please.
- Very funny.
This is just a fucking
goldmine, Chris, nice work.
- Give him a break. It's
for the kid's first case.
- And it might be his last.
Get to dialing. Maybe you'll
have better luck on the phones.
Now I'm going to go jerk off
over this epic weed seizure,
and I need the deal
ready to serve by six.
I want to get out of this
fucking office today.
I feel cooped up.
- Hey, I got a proposition
for you, my man.
Look, dude, you owe me.
You don't want to
make a quick $50.
- What's up, man, what are
you doing? Family reunion?
Seriously?
- All right, it's 40 bucks now
because you're
talking back to me.
- Yo, J, what up, man,
what are you doing?
Hey, you want to make
some money today?
Who you got?
- Will he sell to me?
What's he holding, teeners?
I don't know, Dumb and White.
Doesn't have to be me, it's
all the same, all right?
All right.
20 minutes, same cut?
All right, I'm going
to go down, pick up J,
bring him back here to get
the ball rolling, okay?
All right, hang tight.
- Hey, Rook?
- Yeah.
- Mikey?
- Yep.
- [Chris] You coming? It's up.
- Yeah.
- I know, I know.
- He's a toddler. He's
like a tall toddler.
- [Chris] Yeah, I know, I know.
- He's like Tom
Hanks from "Big."
(laughing)
- So you're J?
- Yeah, I'm J.
- I'm Mikey.
- [Chris] Come on now, J.
Go easy on him, all right?
No no no.
First thing you got to do is
have him empty his pockets.
(chattering)
All right, let's go.
Turn around, brother.
Open your mouth. You always
got to check the mouth.
What's this?
Come on now. Paraphernalia.
Going to let him hang
onto it, because it plays.
- [J] Yeah yeah yeah.
- Because it's J and we love J.
- [J] Everybody loves
J. Hey, hey, hey!
- Tony!
- Junkie J, my man.
- Brother man, what's going on?
Damn, man.
- [Anthony] Doing all
right. So you still hyping?
- All right, so we
got a little money.
This is deal money,
right? Take a look.
- [J] That's all
the money I got?
- Yeah, man, you got 50
bucks. That's plenty, man.
- That's plenty? That's $10.
- That's what you told me.
Oh, come on, man,
it's like 50 bucks.
J, come on, get out of here.
- Can I see it?
- No, no no no.
- I'm just saying.
- You're going to be
on the eye with Jim.
You'll see everything
going down,
and he'll fill you in on,
and then we'll touch base.
- Pow, pow, pow.
- I been wanting to
get to know each other.
- No, see, you aint cool
enough to be in the streets.
(laughing)
- You're my guy.
I need you, man.
- If I find out something else,
I'll most definitely tell you.
- That's cool.
- You're going to hook
me up with cash, right?
- You know it.
All right, buddy.
I'll be watching.
- Okay.
- Be ready, and I'll
come back and get you.
If anything looks funny,
I'll bust up there
and shut it down, okay?
- All right.
- All right.
Here we go, and I'm
going to pick you up
right here, too, okay?
- All right, watch my back now.
- I got you.
- Okay.
- Just dropped off J.
Corner of Sixth and
Monroe. I got the eye.
- Copy that.
So how's it going with Chris?
- [Mikey] He's cool.
- Yeah?
- Learning a lot.
- But slower than shit, right?
- Yeah.
- Not what you expected?
It'll pick up.
- Chris is ...
- What?
- Never mind, nothing.
- Hey, trust your gut. You
want to say something, say it.
- Chris has been here
a long time, right?
Guys I know use this job
to move on or move up,
to make detective.
I'm just wondering
why he's still here.
- What Chris does, making
sure the trains run on time,
nobody getting hurt, he
does better than anybody.
It suits him.
But, Chris has figured out a
few angles to help himself.
Definitely listen to him.
He'll teach you
how to stay alive.
But, you and him help
each other Mikey.
I, I don't like saying this.
But Chris,
he's not who you think he is.
I need you to keep
an eye on him.
- I'm not a snitch.
- Fair enough, but
I got an open door.
You see something from him that
doesn't sit right with you,
I want you to come to me.
I'm serious about this.
I want you to come to me.
(soft mysterious music)
- Picking up J, heading
back to the shop.
Did you get it?
- Yeah.
- It's good, buddy. It's good.
How'd it go?
- It went good. It went okay.
- Yeah, you know those guys?
- I met him one time
before, some local kid.
I think he copping
from somebody big.
I just don't know who it is.
(soft mysterious music)
- See here. He's
bringing him in now.
- Okay.
- Yeah.
- He's taking a precaution.
See, the thing is, what
you do is you keep control.
He's just patting him down.
Even though he knows
what he's going to find,
he's doing this to some extent
just to show J who's boss.
Now he's going to
look in his mouth.
- Okay.
- [Jim] Yeah, there you go.
- [Mikey] Yeah.
- [Chris] Is he new to town,
or is he passing through?
You got any idea where
he might be coming from?
- Got one positive.
[Chris] No?
- Mm-mm, mm-mm.
- All right, all right.
All right, man, we're going
to check a couple boxes
and be right back.
- [J] All right, man,
don't hang me up here
like you did last time.
- [Chris] All right, all right.
- [J] Thought I
was going to die.
- Colors have changed, so
that's positive for change.
- He's extra-twitchy today, huh?
What do you got there, positive?
- [Anthony] Yes, sir,
positive on both.
- There you go, all right.
Right on.
Man, he's shaking bad.
- All right, Chris, good work.
Except you know what?
You've upset him so much.
- [Chris] What are you talking
about? He's my favorite guy.
- [Jim] That was damn close
to police brutality, Chris.
Goddammit, do you see
how nervous you made him?
- All right, man,
you got some money?
I'm going to pay him
out, get him out of here.
- Hopefully he goes and gets
something to eat with it.
- Right.
Hey, speaking of food,
my Aunt Jackie called.
She have the neck bones,
sweet potatoes, you down?
- Oh yeah, I'm down.
- [Anthony] My man. All
right, black-eyed peas?
- I like it, I like it.
- [Jim] How about some
neck bones for Daddy-o?
- Mind your business.
- What do you think,
huh? Lot of fun, eh?
- [Mikey] Yeah, yeah.
- And you meet such nice
people in this line of work.
- [Mikey] Right.
(phone ringing)
(copier whirring)
- Chris, Mikey?
Hey, let me see you a minute.
(phone ringing)
- [Chris] Got your
designer Depends on, I see.
- You know, you're getting way
too much gray in that beard
to give me that kind of shit.
- Gray is hip, man, it's hip.
- Whoever heard of a
narc with a gray beard?
(laughing)
Shut the door.
Silvis PD has asked for our help
with a house they've
had their eye on.
They want us to lend
them a UC to assist.
- Who do you want me to talk to?
- I want Mikey to
be their contact.
You'll lead the
surveillance team.
He'll still be training with
you, but he's also be working
with me and the CS to set up
the deal inside the house.
- What the fuck
are you doing, man?
- [Mikey] Chris, I got this.
- Shut up.
- A lot of planning has
already gone into this, Chris,
and you're an
important part of that.
But right now the focus has
got to be on getting him ready.
Can you handle that?
- You running this thing
like a dictatorship now?
Pulling the curtain back?
We talk about this shit,
man, behind closed doors.
- Let's just say it's my call.
I want the kid on
this, and I want you
to get him in and out.
- We need to talk
about this, man.
- [Jim] We're up in two days.
- Come on, dickhead.
- [Chris] What piece you got.
- [Mikey] PPK.
- Set your phone to
record and keep it handy.
We'll be listening.
- I know.
- Listen, probably feels like
it's happening fast, right.
Like you can't stop
it. I've been there.
We can still shut
it down. It's okay.
We're only doing this
if you feel ready.
- I'm good.
- I'm only saying that
because it's easier
to shut it down now than
when you're in there.
- I know what I need to know.
- Ready?
- Yeah.
- All right.
- Listen, if the dude tries
to drag it out in any way,
press him, threaten to walk.
He'll stop you if
he wants the deal.
Don't reach for the bag. Got it?
If anything feels
wrong, I'll shut it down
and we'll take the house, okay?
When you see us, just act
dumb and white, right?
Don't think.
If you do the job,
no need to worry.
Plus, they can only kill
you once. Know what I mean?
All right.
(soft mysterious music)
- Okay, fellas,
there's our hero.
(soft mysterious music)
- Hey, what's up, man?
- Somebody talk to you,
about 15 minutes ago?
Come on in.
- [Mikey] How you doing?
- [Slim] Wait, wait here.
Sit down over there, man.
- [Mikey] All right.
- [Slim] So what you need?
- [Mikey] What do you have?
- [Slim] Whatever you need?
That's it.
- [Mikey] Did I just hear
something back there?
- [Slim] No, no, don't
worry about all that, man.
Hey, don't worry
about who's here.
All right. Just get
your stuff, man and--
(soft mysterious music)
- Anthony, I just
lost the kid's wire.
- [Anthony] I lost it too.
Let me check
something. Stand by.
- [Chris] House looks fine, but
I got nothing with the wire.
Can you get it back up?
- [Anthony] I got nothing
but green lights over here.
It must be on Mikey's end.
(soft mysterious music)
- [Chris] Got suspect
exiting the house.
(soft suspenseful music)
Looks like Goldy.
- [Anthony] Copy that.
- [Chris] He's heading to
the street, for Mikey's car.
Unit three, get ready to go.
- [Anthony] He's taking the car?
- Call it into Jim,
and let's get another unit
to pick up the follow.
Mikey's still inside.
Wire's still shit.
- [Anthony] Fuck.
Calling it in now.
- We still have a recorder
in that car, Anthony?
- [Anthony] Yeah, that's right.
- [Chris] Turn it on. I want
to hear what he has to say.
- [Anthony] Copy that.
(soft suspenseful music)
Unit two, we're
taking the house.
- [Anthony] Copy that,
taking the house.
(soft suspenseful music)
- Oh, shit.
- [Chris] Don't move.
Drop that gun right now!
- Chris, what the fuck?
It's cool, be cool!
- What the fuck?
Shut the fuck up!
Drop that gun right now!
- What the fuck,
man? You set me up?
Look, you set me up?
- Drop your weapon,
asshole! Drop it right now!
- Be cool! What the fuck?
[gun Firing]
[guns Firing]
- Clear left.
- I got kitchen.
(soft mysterious music)
[guns Firing]
- Kitchen clear?
- Kitchen clear!
- Shooter in the back!
- This is great. The guy's
got a motherfucking AK.
[gun firing Rapidly]
- Davis, go around, see if
you can find an angle on him.
Anthony, high low?
- Copy.
(soft suspenseful music)
[gun firing Rapidly]
[gun Firing]
(soft suspenseful music)
[guns Firing]
(soft suspenseful music)
- All right, clear.
Left side.
(soft suspenseful music)
Clear?
- [Anthony] Clear.
Room clear.
- Room clear.
Okay, man, breathe.
Just breathe.
- What the fuck are you doing?
It was just a meet.
- Get an ambulance!
Ah God.
(soft suspenseful music)
[siren blaring]
(soft suspenseful music)
- [Anthony] Chris.
Chris.
Chris.
You all right, man?
- Yeah, I'm good.
- I came over here
because the units found
the UC car Goldy drove off with.
It was ditched, no Goldy.
- What was the weight?
- 30 keys. I downloaded
the recorder from the car.
You'll want to hear it.
- Play it.
- [Goldy] --some smokes.
Yeah, ain't going
to take me too long.
I'll be there in a minute.
Come on, man, I
already told you, bruh.
That's Kewanee shit, nigger.
That's all you need to know.
This is the purest, bro.
You could step on this shit
a million fucking ways,
and I promise you, it's
still going to hit.
Kewanee, nigger.
You going to see, I'm coming
to you right now, bruh.
- That's everything.
- He's talking to a distributor.
- Mm-hm.
- I'm going to find
J, about Kewanee.
[phone Buzzing]
- [Anthony] I'll
talk to you later.
- [Jim] How you feeling?
- I'm good.
- [Jim] Listen, a
couple of things.
ISP just sent me
counselor info for you.
I'm emailing it now.
Anything you need
while you're out,
call me or them,
either one, okay?
- Okay.
- [Jim] Second thing,
DII wants to do
its interview with you soon.
Nothing set yet. I'll let
you know as soon as I hear.
But I want you to
stay at home until--
- Yeah, we need to
talk. Before DII.
- [Jim] Yeah, yeah, but right
now I just want you to--
- I'm not sitting with
them until we talk.
And we've got to find Goldy.
And we need to talk
to your Silvis guy.
It's bigger than that now.
- [Jim] Chris, I'm going
to scour the fucking Earth
for Goldy, but I don't
have a unit without you.
If we don't do this by the book,
DII is going to suspend you
and then we're really fucked.
So just, just take this time.
- All right.
- [Jim] Look, I saw that
scene. You need this.
Looked like a good shoot.
You're going to be back as
soon as you're ready, okay?
But until then you just chill.
I'll call you again
in a little while.
You hang in there, brother.
- Okay.
- [J] Hey, yo Chris, man,
it's your favorite Junkie J.
I just got your text.
I need this paper, yo,
for real, for real. Later.
- [J] He decided
to make his play.
- [Chris] Play, against who?
- No, I ain't doing this.
No fucking way, man.
- I'm not asking questions
anymore. Tell me about Kewanee.
- Just charge him
with whatever you got.
Forget about what he said.
Get him with
something with the car
and get on to the next one.
- Not going for your
boogeyman bullshit today, man.
- Look, you're forgetting
about the game.
Take what you got.
You trying to climb
the ladder with this?
Get the guy, roll him
up to the next guy
till you go all the way up
to the fucking
cartel of the month?
Just bust his ass. He might
give you somebody else.
But just play it like always.
We work for you, you
bust the next guy,
he does some time, then
he's working for you.
You bust me, I do some time,
and I'm back working for you.
But just keep it
going, motherfucker.
I like consistency.
I mean it ain't perfect,
but that's how we do it.
Right?
Right?
- Mikey died for this shit.
- Aw, man. People out here
dying every day, you see this.
- Give me one name in
Kewanee, and you're done.
- Man, you said
you wanted Goldy,
now you reneging off the shit.
- And I want Kewanee.
Kewanee.
- Listen, I give you
the Westchester Vacants.
Goldy's probably there. Lots
of people hide out there.
Go to the Vacants, go find
him, that's it, that's all.
- Westchester Vacants? Please.
You want to be found with
a hot dose in your arm?
Locked door, everybody thinks
you finally did it, Jerrod?
Kewanee.
- Damn.
Clayton's Club.
That's all.
(soft mysterious music)
[birds singing]
(soft mysterious music)
[gun Clicking]
(soft mysterious music)
[door bell Tinkling]
- Coffee?
- Yeah.
- You look familiar.
Do I know you?
- I don't think so.
[phone buzzing]
- Stay put, I'm
not done with you.
Hey.
(mumbling)
(soft music)
[men Laughing]
[door bell Tinkling]
(soft music)
- Hey, Jo.
- What's up, Manny?
- Hey, where you going?
- No no, no no no.
[punches striking]
[man groaning]
- Put your hand
back on the counter.
Did you get a chance
to look at the menu?
[punches striking]
- No, I'm good with
just the coffee.
- Okay, let me know if
you change your mind.
- Get his ass up.
Get him to a hospital.
Keep his head steady.
(soft music)
(door bell tinkling)
(moaning)
- Mind if I give you the
check? My shift's almost over.
- Sure.
- You think I should
call the police?
- Don't do it on my account.
- Why not?
- If you had to ask,
you probably weren't
going to do it anyway.
- I'm headed to my other
job. I tend bar at Clayton's.
You should stop by.
I'll get you your first drink.
- It's a deal.
(soft music)
[doorbell tinkling]
(soft mysterious music)
[Velcro tearing]
(soft mysterious music)
[door creaking]
- Put your hands up.
You're good.
Get outta here.
[patrons chattering]
- What can I get you?
- Is it still on the house?
- Why not?
- I'll take a bourbon.
Why did you ask me if
you should call the cops?
- Isn't the customer
always right?
Not everybody's okay with
that kind of attention.
The kid's friends
came, picked him up.
The place was quiet afterwards.
You were cool, I was cool.
- The sight of that kid's
blood didn't bother you?
- It's not really the
first time I've seen
something like that,
to be honest with you.
(rock music playing in the bar)
- What's all this?
- [Jolene] I know
you're carrying.
Hughes just wants
to have a word.
- Hughes? This his place?
- He won't keep you.
- I could just leave.
It's not a problem.
- Just talk to him.
(rock music playing in the bar)
- [Hughes] Close the door
behind you and lock it.
[door closing]
Now could you please
take that pistol
in your jacket pocket
and put it on my desk?
- Why didn't you just have
your guy take it off me?
- Well, if I had asked
Diddley about it,
he'd tell me that he
had checked you out.
Then I'd have to embarrass
him a little in front
of everybody, saying
that he missed it.
He'd feel disrespected.
And if he didn't let that
go, we'd have a full-on beef.
You see, it's been my experience
that if you give someone
respect 100, they give
it back you in return.
So if I call him out,
I lose his trust.
And then I don't know
what he's going to do.
I can't do business
with people like that.
Business should be
boring.
I'll talk to him
later, in private.
So please, the gun.
So why are you wearing that
jacket? What's your deal?
- What?
- That jacket, you know
that we're in the middle
of a peak heat wave.
Are you cold all of a
sudden or something?
- This isn't really how
I pictured this going.
- Look, it's one thing
that you bring a gun
into my place of business,
it's another thing
that you wear a
November jacket in June.
That's just going to make you
stand out like a sore thumb.
It's just a bit obvious.
It's just stupid.
What are you doing here?
- Friend of mine told me I
should check this place out.
- You're not from here.
I'd know it if you were.
My guess is that you're
not traveling far.
What do you do?
- Nothing in particular.
- And what are you
working on now?
- Odd jobs.
Here and there.
- You know what? I did 10
years in Joliet for odd jobs.
Okay, so you can stop
talking to me in code.
I'm not going to take you in.
I know what you are
in a general sense,
so don't give me no bullshit.
- I know my way around.
Travel, guns, supply.
I run protection.
I pick up, I do drops.
If there's interest
here, I'll stick around.
If not, it's cool. I'll go--
- Who told you to come here?
- Can't say.
- All right, then I think we
should have another meeting.
In the meantime, why
don't you leave your
info with Jolene?
- Why her?
- Because I fucking said so.
Now, you want to stay around,
you learn how to take
fucking direction.
No no, no no no.
You go. It stays.
See you later, Cowboy.
[door closing]
(soft mysterious music)
- I'm flattered.
- It's for Hughes.
- What's the message?
- That is the message.
- Hey, need a favor.
I need a recorder.
Look, you don't
have to tell anyone.
I just need something small.
It'll fit inside
something I carry.
I don't know. Impress me.
Lighter, try a lighter
on my desk, something.
When?
Thanks.
(soft mysterious music)
- Right, right.
- Hey, ladies.
- Hey, how you doing, man?
- [Chris] I managed
to get some clothes
on today, so lucky you.
- [Jim] Well you look like
shit, but you're on your feet.
So things are looking up.
- We'll see about that.
- Sit down. Grab a glass.
If you need anything,
you know who to turn to.
Did you call that counselor?
- I will.
- Do it.
- [Anthony] All right,
I was just telling Jim
about the Kewanee
connect that Goldy
was talking about
on the recorder.
- [Chris] Yeah, what do we
have on the Kewanee, huh?
- Nothing, the deal was
dissolved. No cases were made.
- What about Goldy?
He's talking to someone
who can move that product.
When you set this up,
who plugged you into him?
- Listen, I'm working this
piecemeal for a reason.
This Goldy turned out to
be one hell of a lot more
than they told me he was.
So the less guys you know about
this right now the better.
When you're back,
then we'll regroup.
- Just tell us who it was.
- I said not now.
Watch him.
Your interview's tomorrow.
9:00 AM in the office.
[door bell tinkling]
- [Manny] Be there tomorrow
at the diner. 8:00 AM.
- [Chris] Got it.
I'm going to bounce,
you got that lighter?
- So the USB is your recorder.
Run a couple tests to make sure
it's working for you, all right?
My man, all right.
Be easy.
Hey, I never gave that to you.
(soft mysterious music)
[lighter clicking]
(soft mysterious music)
[lighter clicking]
[Knife punctures tire]
[air hissing]
- Where's my gun?
- Coffee?
Look, if I give you your
gun, you're going to go away.
And I want you to stay.
I want to hear your story.
Everybody's got a story.
How do you like your coffee?
- [Chris] Don't matter to me.
- So, I know you didn't
come here about your gun.
What do you need?
- [Chris] You called me.
- You didn't come here
because I called you.
What do you want?
- I want to know what a man
like you is doing in Kewanee.
- I can always tell
how smart somebody is
by how dumb they think I am.
- What do you want from me?
- I want to know what everybody
wants to know about you.
Whether you got
any balls or not.
- Is this why you
called me? To scare me?
Feel free to give me your
pitch whenever you want.
If this is it, I'll go.
Call me when you
do have something.
- I'm looking for someone.
He's dangerous. Rips
crews, sells what he gets.
- He rip you?
- Doesn't matter.
- Then why do you
want to find him?
- Why I want to find
him has nothing to do
with the job I'm offering you.
- 10,000. Five upfront,
the rest when I get him.
- 10,000? I'm not
asking you to smoke him.
All right, if you find him and
bring him in, I'll cover it.
Payment on delivery.
- And what about my gun?
- Find another one.
- I like mine.
- When you bring him in.
Don't you want to know his name?
- [Chris] Sure.
- He goes by Goldy.
We good?
- Yeah.
- [Hughes] Good.
- If I find what
he stole from you,
what's that worth to you?
- Probably another 10.
- Still not going to
tell me what he took?
- I'll let Goldy tell
you, when you find him.
All right.
Let him out.
- You had enough?
I'll just top you off
while you think about it.
- Is that your car out back?
It's got a flat.
- Fuck.
(sighing)
- Need a lift somewhere?
- I'll figure something out.
- No problem, I can
be back here later.
- You don't have to do that.
- I'm offering.
We can talk.
I've got a couple questions.
- Like what?
- Hughes didn't
mind you stepping in
and out of our
conversation back there.
Looks like he trusts you.
I want to know what I
need to know about him.
- It's a little late now
that you took his offer.
- Even more reason to
talk to you about him.
- Be back at three.
- All right.
- [Jim] Hey, how you doing?
- I'm fine. Let's just do it.
- Look, you just tell
them how it went down
and you'll be cleared
by the end of the week.
- How it went down,
huh? How did it go down?
- What do you mean?
- Silvis, the CS.
There were 30 keys
inside that house,
and they pointed us right to it.
They didn't need us.
Why were we putting
Mikey into that?
- Listen to me.
You just stick to what you
know, and I'll get you cleared.
- Where's Goldy hiding out?
- How the fuck should I know?
- You're the one
who's been scouring
the fucking Earth for him.
If I come back, it's so
that we can figure this out.
- When you're reinstated, I
can get into this with you.
And I'll see you in there.
- Maybe we should check down
by the Westchester Vacants.
I hear there's a lot of people
hanging around down there.
I know how much you
love a field trip.
- [Chris] Who else
have you talked to?
What parts do you need from me?
- I'm just interested
in your take today.
Let's start with when
you arrived on the scene.
- Silvis PD reached out
to Jim about a house
they had their eye on.
They thought it was holding.
I never heard what
got them interested.
Jim said they wanted--
- Just pick it up
when you arrived.
We can stick to the shoot only.
- I posted up within
sight of the house.
Backup unit was
another block out.
I was there when Mikey
pulled up, went inside,
and then his wire went down.
At least the signal did.
One of our suspects,
Goldy, exited the house,
drove off in Mikey's UC car.
I saw that and I made the
call. We had to take the house.
Backup rolled up,
Anthony and Davis.
Davis hit the door,
I was first in.
Anthony right behind me.
How am I doing so far?
Suspect spooked.
He was on a chair
right in front of me.
And he had a gun right away.
Mikey was on the couch.
When we got in there, he
called out to me by name.
I tried shouting some
instruction over him.
Hoping the shooter missed it.
Drop the gun.
Don't move, and all that shit.
But the suspect was
keyed in on Mikey.
Heard him address me, and he
wasn't hearing anything else.
Thought he was getting robbed.
Mikey was trying to place
peacemaker. He stands up.
Suspect thought he was
making a move. Fired on him.
On Mikey.
And hit him, one
shot to the head.
I opened up on him.
I opened up on the suspect.
Anthony and Davis did the same.
We put him down. He
died right there.
After we killed the first
suspect, Anthony and Davis
started to search the
back of the house.
They ran into a
shooter with an AR,
got pinned down in a hallway.
Pulled Mikey out the
front and went back in.
Anthony and I, we
got the shooter.
He died on the scene too.
- [Trudell] Okay, I appreciate
you taking the time.
I think that's all we need.
- What?
- I know that wasn't easy.
I'll get this typed up,
and then I'll get this
wrapped up for you guys.
- What the fuck kind of
an investigation is this?
You haven't asked me
anything of substance.
- [Trudell] That's all we need.
- I was the one who told
Jim that Mikey was ready.
He wasn't ready, and I knew it.
He never should have
been in that spot.
Never should have
gone in that house.
As the lead investigator,
you're obligated to
make a note of that,
take that into consideration.
This is a reinstatement
hearing, isn't it?
- Mikey let Goldy take his car.
He knew enough not
to let that happen
without you knowing
about it first.
Mikey fucked up.
- I told you the wire
was down, you cocksucker!
- [Trudell] Mikey fucked up!
You took the house, you had to!
The suspect freaked out.
It is not your fault.
I will submit my report with
the facts that I've verified!
Thank you for coming
in today, Chris!
- You're a circus boy
on a string, aren't you?
Fuck you!
- Hey, that's enough.
All right, Chris, goddammit,
we all get you're upset,
but there's no reason
to bring that kind of
fucking bullshit in here.
- What do I need to know?
- About what?
- You talk to Hughes.
I'm guessing you've
known him for a while.
What do I need to
know about Hughes?
- Make him happy.
Just up ahead.
- Need a lift tomorrow?
- I got it worked out.
Car's in the shop.
- Let me know. I'm around.
- You're dealing with
some really smart,
really fucking scary people.
I hope you know
what you're doing.
(soft mysterious music)
- [Chris] About today, I uh ...
- It's okay. I get it.
I probably should have told
you a lot of this shit.
- How do you know Manny
Ortega, from Kewanee?
- What do you think's going on?
- There's an ugly cast of
characters come flooding
into my world since this shoot.
I want to know
how you know them.
- I'm running Manny.
He's under with Hughes.
- What about the house?
Goldy ripped that
product from Hughes,
and then we shoot up
Goldy's stash house.
Why?
- The op was to show Hughes
Manny's got the department
on the take and he can
use us on assignment.
Manny helps Hughes find
the load, earns his trust,
and then we've got him.
- Why Mikey?
- As soon as we pop Hughes,
you're going to take my place.
So if shit was going to
go down in that house,
I couldn't take the risk of
having you caught in there.
And I liked Mikey's confidence.
You said yourself you
thought he was ready.
Look, Trudell's writing
it up now. You're cleared.
You start tomorrow.
We got the Maylum warrant
from Mikey's first trash grab.
That roach was enough.
I was wrong about that.
So if you want to set
things right for Mikey,
finish his first case.
I want you ready to
serve that warrant
at 7:00 AM outside her place.
It's very dangerous
for you to think
you know everything
that's going on here.
So stand down. Sit this one out.
And I'll bring you in on
Hughes when I need you.
But until then, whatever you do,
don't fuck this up and
get anybody killed.
- What happened to you?
- 7:00 AM tomorrow morning.
[gun Clicking]
(soft suspenseful music)
[lighter striking]
(soft suspenseful music)
- [SWAT] ERU's in position.
We're a couple blocks down.
Ready for your go.
- [Chris] Copy that. Stand
by, I'll give you the signal.
- [SWAT] Copy that. Standing by.
(soft suspenseful music)
[gun clicking]
91 to 87, this is ERU, come in.
- This is Chris.
(birds singing)
- [SWAT] ERU's in position.
What's the holdup?
- Copy that. Stand by.
Keep the channel clear.
- [SWAT] Copy that.
(soft suspenseful music)
[machine gun firing]
[glass smashing]
(soft suspenseful music)
[gun firing]
(tires squealing)
[gun firing]
[glass smashing]
[engine idling]
(soft suspenseful music)
- Police, show me your hands.
[engine idling]
[birds singing]
[car door closing]
(soft suspenseful music)
(no scream heard)
- [Chris On Recording] If I
find what he stole from you,
what's that worth to you?
- [Hughes] Probably another 10.
- [Chris] Still not going
to tell me what he took?
- [Hughes] I'll let Goldy
tell you, when you find him.
[door creaking]
- Hey.
Go for a ride?
- Sure, get in.
- Right hand.
Take your right hand, adjust
the mirror and look at me.
Keep your hands on
the wheel. Just drive.
I'm going to tell you what I
know, and then you're going to
tell me everything
that you know.
Last week, I'm
running surveillance
on a stash house in Silvis.
Goldy leaves that house, and
after a misunderstanding,
a rookie cop was murdered.
Goldy disappears, I go on
leave, and I spot my boss
take a secret
meeting with Manny.
When I confront him about
it, he tells me that
the Silvis House,
Manny, Kewanee, Hughes,
it's all part of
an undercover op,
with Manny infiltrating Hughes.
It's all very hush-hush,
better not ask any questions.
Bullshit.
The day after he
tells me this, today,
I'm sitting in my
car back on the job,
waiting to serve a warrant and
I take fire from a drive-by.
Shooter was a guy I
saw at Clayton's Club
night you and I met.
You told me Hughes doesn't
have it out for me,
and I believe you.
This has something to do
with Hughes getting robbed.
Then it means that
my boss got spooked
by my seeing what
he's been up to.
Manny undercover op is bullshit,
and he puts out a hit on me.
All I wanted to know was why.
Now they're coming after me.
Day and night, you
work for Hughes.
If you're involved, I'm
going to roll you up
like the rest of them.
You hear me?
You're pinned down, forced to
help Hughes, I can help you.
But only if you help me.
I want everything you know.
People, places, events, stash
houses, if you got them.
Without that, you're
just one of them.
- I know what I'm doing, and
I don't need to tell you shit.
I'm no fucking victim.
Do you hear that? I'm
not a fucking victim!
I don't need you to come in here
and think you can
fucking save me!
Who the fuck do you
think you are, huh?
You want to know the truth?
The truth is, you
work for Hughes too.
You're just too fucking
stupid to know it.
- Where's the stash? Where
do the shipments come in?
Where do they live
before they go out?
- Are you fucking
listening to me?
- You deliver the stash,
tell me the routes,
the pipelines, I'll get you out.
Listen, I'll set you up.
New life, new home,
I promise you that.
- You have no friends. Nobody!
Who's going to
help you, me? Huh?
Tell me!
Nobody's going to believe you.
- You let me worry about that.
Keep doing what you do, and
I'll find you when it's time.
Pull over, right there.
[gun Clicking]
It's going to be okay.
[car door Closing]
[gun Clicking]
(soft mysterious music)
[footsteps descending]
- [Chris] Lot of
people looking for you.
- Now who the fuck is you?
- Watched you drive off in
my partner's car in Silvis.
He died after you
left that house.
- So you come to the Vacants
looking for sympathy from Goldy?
I don't give a fuck
about your partner.
I lost people in that house too.
- Okay, I'll make this quick.
I'm a cop, and I work for
dirty cops who want me dead.
They work for Hughes,
who wants you dead.
- So let me get this right.
Your last partner gets killed.
Now it sound like you want
me to be your partner.
I got to be honest.
That's not a real
good selling point.
So what, you tired of running?
- I don't need to run.
- Running is living.
- That's surviving.
That's not living.
- Well if I was
you, Mr. Officer,
I'd get to thinking both of
them as the same thing, feel me?
You got a plan and some shit?
- I want to build a case.
Get something off to the feds.
Maybe a care package
to the press.
After a few years,
everybody does time.
- Okay.
- Got a better idea?
- Yeah, I'm going to
burn this shit down
and start a fucking war.
Now that's a fucking plan.
- I won't do that.
- Oh yeah? And why the fuck not?
- I'm not going to
let this thing burn
and leave people I
owe holding the bag.
If you're in, I'm
in it with you.
We're connected, no cowboy shit.
There's another way.
I don't know if you're
going to like it.
I know we didn't seize
all the dope you stole.
Hughes says he's
looking for 40 keys,
and we only seized
30 in that house.
So you call Hughes
and offer to sell him
his own shit back to him.
You set the meets for
the exchange. I bug it.
And that's it, case closed.
- I ain't going to lie.
If you want me to
be your partner,
you off to a good
fucking start (laughs).
Why don't you tell me
what's in it for you?
- I don't want to
do this anymore.
I don't want them doing
it anymore either.
- You ain't even smart
enough to know how many ways
this can go bad, are you?
- Sitting on that load's going
to get you nothing but killed.
You know what I mean?
You set the meet and make the
deal, you can go. Fine by me.
- All right, what the fuck
you waiting on? Let's do it.
[phone ringing]
[phone ringing]
- Agent Singleton.
- [Chris] Is this
Singleton from the Illinois
Joint Task Force?
- Who's this?
- I'm narcotics with a local PD.
Sitting on some sensitive stuff.
Looks like it might be pointing
towards a conspiracy case.
- [Singleton] Okay, can
you tell me what it is?
- [Chris] I've got recordings.
Both sides, drug
traffickers and PD.
- [Singleton] You got any names?
- [Chris] I'm putting
it together now.
People are looking for
me. I'm trying to lay low.
I don't know how long
that's going to last.
- Honestly, I'm not
really hearing much
that I can go on here.
- Listen, it all starts with
this Silvis house shooting,
took place about a week ago.
Take a closer look
at what happened.
You'll either trust
me or you won't.
- [Singleton] Can we meet?
- [Chris] We'll
need to meet soon,
but it's going to happen fast.
I'll have everything in hand.
If I call, I'm going to
need you to be there quick,
or I'm probably a dead man.
I need a yes or a no right now.
- What do I call you?
- [Chris] Just call me Mikey.
(soft suspenseful music)
- [Chris] I need a yes or a no.
- If I want out, I
can get out myself.
- And be looking
over your shoulder?
If you do it my way,
you won't have to.
We can do this together.
(Jolene exhaling)
(soft suspenseful music)
- Okay.
- [Chris] I'm going
to need you to take me
to the stash tonight.
[crickets chirping]
(soft suspenseful music)
- Do you have to go?
Let's just go.
Get out of here.
Go to the beach.
I don't want to be the
reason you get hurt.
- [Chris] We can make it better
for everyone else who's here.
We can do what I
always set out to do.
Do this job right.
Go home.
Get ready.
[phone Ringing]
- Yo, where Hughes at?
- [Manny] May I
ask who's calling?
- Tell him it's his
father, I'm back.
It's Goldy, motherfucker.
- What can I do you for?
- Let me tell you a little
story. Put your hearing aid in.
Once upon a time ago,
there was this old fella,
missing 60 keys.
He wanted to get it back so bad
that he'd do anything
for it, even pay for it.
Now what would make him want
to buy back his own product?
Because if he doesn't, I'm
assuming that the people that
he answer to going to start
asking questions real soon.
Plot twist.
Then came along somebody
that found those keys.
And this guy was so nice,
such a nice guy (chuckles).
And he offered to
sell him 30 keys back
for 15K, each of course.
- I don't think it's
fair to call it missing
since we all know who
had it the whole time.
Hm?
Look, how do you like it
down there at them Vacants?
You like the smell of
shit and decay everywhere?
Does it get cold at night?
Must smell a little better once
there's a breeze flowing in.
I don't know if I
like your offer.
I need to think about it.
- You's a funny
nigger, old head.
But you know what? You right.
It do get a little chilly.
Lucky me, though, I
found this house right up
the road from here.
There's a whole lot of
product in there, ain't it?
Setting fire to that, now
that might keep me warm
a little while, what you think?
- Give me the details.
- No time like the present,
so we going to do
this shit today.
You and Jim Grace,
you all come together.
I'm going to bring you
your work, 30 keys,
and you bring me
my money, 450,000.
You get your product,
and I get my money.
Then we go our
separate ways. The end.
- I'll meet you later, and
whoever else you're bringing.
(soft suspenseful music)
- [Jolene] Ah.
- [Chris] I see you.
Can you hear me?
- Copy.
- [Chris] Go ahead and turn
around so you're pointed
to the exit, ass end toward
that barrel right there.
That's good. Hold there.
- [Goldy] Where you hiding at?
- None of your business.
I don't need you tipping
them off by looking my way.
I'm close.
- Tipping them off?
How do I know you
ain't tipping them off?
You the police, motherfucker.
I was thinking anyway, Chris,
you want to explain to me
why you ain't trying
to roll me up to?
- Nobody cares about you.
- Yeah, all right.
- [Chris] Word of
advice, though.
Get a little distance
between you and this place
when we're done here.
That is, unless you want to
testify. I won't stop you then.
- Testify. What jury's going
to believe Goldy testimony?
(laughing)
(soft suspenseful music)
- Okay, G, here's our villains.
(soft suspenseful music)
[door slamming]
(soft suspenseful music)
- [Goldy] Pistol out
till I see the money.
No hard feelings.
- No, there's no offense.
You don't mind if my man Jim
here shows his too, right?
- [Goldy] I don't give a fuck.
- You know what, it
must be awful hard
to move that kind of
product around here, right?
- [Goldy] Sound like a
personal problem to me.
Your problem.
- [Jim] What the
fuck you looking at?
- [Goldy] You, pussy.
- What the fuck did you s--
- No no, no no, no no no.
Let's just put a
timer on it, okay?
I mean, there's no
need to draw this out.
Why don't you show
me what you got?
- [Goldy] Despite what
you may think of me,
I am a man of my word.
I got what I say I got.
Minus a few grams.
Come see for yourself.
- That's a whole
lot of dope, man.
That's an awful lot for
somebody to be out here
with nobody backing him up.
- [Goldy] Come on, old man.
I thought age comes with wisdom.
You seem to be getting dumber.
Don't be stupid.
[Goldy] Pick it up.
Walk it over to my car.
[bag zipping]
[Hughes] All right.
- [Goldy] Nice doing
business with you boys.
- Well, well, well.
- [Goldy] Let's do
this again sometime.
- Maybe (laughs).
Oh, I almost forgot.
I got something for
you to give Chris.
Yeah, you see, I uh, I
asked him to find you.
I didn't really have faith
that he could actually do it,
but look at this, abra cadabra.
He found my product.
I hate to give him his
bonus, but what can I say?
I'm a man of my word.
And he delivered.
He brought me you, and my shit.
- Stop walking.
Don't fucking move.
- It's okay, Jim, I got this.
- [Goldy] Show me what you got.
- Hey, it's just
an envelope. 20K.
- [Goldy] Chris, get the
fuck out here right now.
- He's fucking lying. He
wants you to draw me out.
- It's real simple.
You either get out
here and explain,
or it's every man for
himself, do you understand?
- I don't want his money.
Tell him to get in his car
and get the fuck out of here.
- [Goldy] Chris, what the fuck?
Remember when I told you about
how this shit could go bad?
- [Chris] I'm not coming out.
- All right, here I am
being a nice guy and shit.
I could take the
money and the work,
shoot both these motherfuckers,
don't mean shit to me.
- Wait, wait wait.
No.
(suspenseful music)
I'm coming out.
(suspenseful music)
- [Goldy] Any time, Chris.
- Hughes asked me to do a job.
Find you, and the
product for a bonus.
I said yes just to
stay close to him.
When I found out Jim
was helping Hughes,
I went after both of them.
They tried to have
me killed for it.
That's when I went to find you.
- I hear you, Chris.
Funny how the
tables turn, right?
Checkmate.
- You got what you wanted.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
- How I know you ain't still
working with them, huh?
How I know they ain't
get you to draw me out,
and then you rip
me and take me in.
Fuck that. I look like
a dumb nigger to you?
Prove it, Chris.
Shoot Jim, and I got Hughes.
And ain't no trials,
no jury and all that
extra bullshit
you talking about.
Game over with, White Boy.
- Can't do that.
- Sorry, Chris. Maybe
I forgot to mention.
I don't follow
orders. I give them.
Shoot that motherfucker.
- Don't do it, Chris.
- Shut the fuck up, Pig.
- Nobody has to die today.
Why are you doing this?
- He used you. Old
head fucking used you.
Maybe you ain't hear
me the first time.
Let me say it again. It's
the last time, though, Chris.
I will shoot this
shit the fuck up.
And I will kill you next.
I don't like your way
of doing shit anyway.
I like mines better.
- Just take the money.
- I already got
your fucking money.
- Well then just take this too.
- [Goldy] Open it.
- Wait, what?
- [Goldy] Shut the fuck up.
- [Chris] Don't listen to him.
- Hey, man, I said
shut the fuck up!
- It's just two bands. 10 each.
- Might as well take
everything, right?
- [Chris] Be smart, man.
- Hey, man, I said
shut the fuck up--
[gun firing]
(soft dramatic music)
[guns firing]
[guns firing rapidly]
- Whoa, okay, whoa whoa whoa!
Whoa! It's over!
That's it, folks.
All right, stop. It's over.
It's over, guys.
It's done, finis.
Huh?
I had to sort him out.
Fucking kid.
I had no choice.
He was going to take us all out.
All right, guys, listen.
There's no need for anybody
else to get hurt, right.
Just relax. Let's
lower our guns.
All right, whoo!
Whoo!
That's what you get when
you mix up a cray-cray
in grown man's business!
Jim?
You all right?
- Yeah, I'm great.
- Hey, Chris?
It's okay.
How you doing?
Huh?
Oh, that's good.
All right, Jim, you
lower that gun, Son.
Okay?
Now why don't we all just leave
before we cause a real racket?
All right? Now we still
got shit to sort out.
I promise you, we'll live to
kill each other another day.
All right.
Thank you. You
take care of that.
All right, Jim, let's
go. You can drive, right?
- [Jim] Yeah.
- All right. See
you later, Chris.
[engine starting]
- Fuck!
Fuck!
(soft mysterious music)
- Agent Singleton.
- It's Mikey. We need to
make this handoff now.
- What is it?
- It's everything, but
it has to be right now.
I'm headed to the old
bag factory out on 61.
Meet me there. What
are you driving?
What are you driving?
- A black Crown Vic.
- 20 minutes.
(soft mysterious music)
- All right, why don't
you take a load off?
- [Jim] Well, we're fucked.
We got to get out of here
as soon as I get patched up.
- [Hughes] Yeah,
I wouldn't worry
about getting out just yet.
- What?
- Look, Chris still
needs to find somebody
to make his case, all right.
No handoff, no case.
- He's handing it off
right fucking now!
Are you kidding me?
The FBI, the state cops,
the DEA, who the fuck knows?
- Yeah, well, the handoff
isn't just our problem.
There's other people that are
deeply involved in this, okay.
They're going to
make sure that Chris
never makes it to the drop.
Now you need to just
relax. All right?
I got a vet coming
here really soon.
- A vet? You think I'm
a fucking basset hound?
- Look, he knows his way
around a suture or two.
You want a drink?
- God yes.
- All this excitement
is making us thirsty.
- No shit.
- You want one cherry or two?
- What are you making?
- A proper old-fashioned.
- Two cherries. Hey, make
it a double, will you.
- Don't push it.
(Jim chuckling)
[lighter clicking]
(soft music)
- What are you doing here?
- We got to go right now.
- What are you talking about?
I can't go. I'm
waiting for someone.
- No, we have to go.
- It's fine, I'm waiting.
- We have to get out of
here, just listen to me!
- Get down. Get behind the car.
[engine racing]
[gun firing]
[tires sliding]
(soft suspenseful music)
[vehicle approaching]
- Hey, yo, close it up.
[Recording of Chris's shooting]
- What was that?
- Oh, you scared the
shit out of me, man.
Just listening to
some old recordings.
- Heavy shit, huh?
- Yeah, you could say that.
- I been thinking.
Maybe it'd be a good idea for
you to take a little time off.
- What?
- Well, we're going to
be stopped down anyway,
while I interview
new candidates.
You know, get things
restructured a little bit.
- We not shutting down?
- Shutting down?
- Yeah.
- (laughs) You're
taking Chris' place.
We got two new agents coming
in, and they got to be trained.
Nothing stops the
streets. Nothing stops us.
Take some time, rest
up, get back here fresh.
There's a war on crime, my man.
(soft suspenseful music)
[vehicle approaching]
(soft suspenseful music)
Man.
(music stopping)
(soft piano music)
Streets don't love
you, we love it
She don't love
you, she just lit
Why do I love what
don't love back?
Like this piston
in this track
Trying to embarrass me
But apparently you all
look silly with this track
How snap, take your
head shade out your hat
Go back
I just want to relax,
feel the feedback
But hit the plug up and
he hit me right back
Two and two make four,
even more, it was pure
Please forgive me, Lord, I
want things I can't afford
Take the risk, prison or the
morgue, living by the sword
Yeah, I prayed
but God ignored
I was patient,
but I got bored
Now I got to make a score
and I got to make some more
Be selling weight,
just set it straight
They'll knock us
off and set a date
I'd be lying if I said this
game ain't come with no risk
I'm just trying to turn
it up so people notice
I'd be lying I said this
game ain't come with no risk
I'm just trying to
turn a set into a bitch
Great hope, seen it shining
but police don't notice
Greater hope, seen it shining
but police don't notice
I'd be lying if I said this
game ain't come with no risk
I'm just trying to turn
it up so people notice
I'm in the streets,
no saving me
And that's perfectly
okay with me
It's my choice
like it's slavery
They caging old Kanye and me
At least my brain
and not my body
I don't do them pro probably
If they don't kill
me in the streets
They'll kill you
in your sleep
And we just trying
to make ends meet
But we end up getting beat
Some shit that we can't
shovel out for fun
They want your
mother's house
And she ain't sew
a lot for more
But she putting
up her property
Phones have no privacy
Cameras snap they eyes on me
I guess I'm like
they grand prize
Truth they paying
for dirt on me
Get my lawyer to
try to sanitize
Or at least get
him to minimize
For you all just
lies and memorize
And the judge buys my alibis
Sudden wake and
set it straight
They will knock us
off and set a date
I'd be lying if I said this
game ain't come with no risk
I'm just trying to turn
it up so people notice
I'd be lying if I said this
game ain't come with no risk
I'm just trying to
turn a set into a bitch
Greater hope, seen it shining
but police don't notice
Greater hope, seen it shining
but police don't notice
I'd be lying if I said this
game ain't come with no risk
I'm just trying to turn
it up so people notice
(soft hip-hop music)
(soft mysterious music)