Mayor of Kingstown (2021) s02e09 Episode Script

So what are we doing, Milo?
You have something I want.
And I have something you want.
I still don't know what
we're talking about.
I hear my bonds have found
their way into police custody.
If the KPD have my paper,
then you can get it for me.
What's in it for me?
Your girl.
Well, technically my girl, but
I'll sell her to you for $14 million.
You get the bonds and
get the fuck out of town.
Nobody wants to be here.
I stay for the money.
I know you found it for me.
You should leave too, Mike.
You should get out of Kingstown.
Take the girl.
Don't take the girl. That
part is of no consequence.
You get my paper. I'll get your Iris.
But if you have ideas of
other arrangements or
I'm betrayed by you,
I won't just kill you, Mike.
Know that.
Someone will be in touch.
[TRAFFIC]
[DOORBELL RINGS]
Hey, what's good?
Hey, Dad!
Don't open for 15, big man.
Oh, I'm sorry, my bad.
Uh, I'll come back later?
No sweat, pal. Come
on in and look around.
- I'll be right with you.
- Thank you, sir. Appreciate that.
Mm.
What are you looking for?
- That's a pretty-looking Sig.
- [SHOPKEEPER CHUCKLES]
Yeah.
That's 799 plus tax.
799?
It's a .10 millimeter.
Hm.
- You mind if I take a look?
- No, please, handle it.
Fill out the paper now, I'll
call in your ID, get you cleared.
And you're walking out of here with it
before we're officially open.
Boy, it's pretty.
I'mma call my wife and check.
- You know how it is, right?
- I do, I do, I do.
Let's see.
[LINE TRILLING]
Hey, baby.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm
looking at it right now.
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
It's beautiful.
Baby, it's real beautiful.
Hands up, motherfucker.
[ALARM RINGING]
Not a fuckin' muscle,
big fella, all right?
Chill. You too.
This shit ain't worth dying over, okay?
Now, pieces on the counter.
Two fingers. Two fingers.
All right, side holsters,
and whatever you're rockin' on
your ankles. You too! You too!
Got it.
All right.
You get that shit.
Get it.
[ALARM RINGING]
[BUNNY] 799 my ass!
[POLICE SIREN WAILING]
Come on, let's go!
- [POLICE SIREN WAILING]
- [ALARM RINGING]
All right, we got enough. Let's go.
We got it!
- Let's roll, baby.
- [TIRES SCREECHING]
[THEME MUSIC]
[MOROSE MUSIC]
[SIGHS]
I'll meet you there.
Yeah, how about that?
- Look
- [DOOR OPENS]
Hold on a second.
Holy shit.
Uh, Trace, let me call you
I'll call you back, okay?
I gotta go. Mike just walked in.
I love you. All right. Fuck.
Hey!
- [MIKE] Hey.
- Hey, what the fuck?
- [MIKE] How are ya doin'?
- Oh my God, come here.
Oh, shit.
- You okay?
- Yeah. Yeah, I'm here.
- I'm here.
- Fuck, Mike.
Everybody was lookin' for ya.
Jesus.
I gotta call off the search party.
Yeah.
[SIGHS]
[CHUCKLES]
I saw Milo.
No shit.
We made a deal.
Whoa, what Ok-Okay.
He's got Iris.
Yeah, I know.
What do you mean you know?
I saw her, Mike. I called you.
Where did you fuckin' see her?
- At the club.
- What the fuck?
What are you doing at the club, Kyle?
Lookin' for Milo. I left you a message.
- [SIGHS]
- What!?
[MIKE] What the fuck did I tell you?
Don't go around fucking being a hero.
- Aw, fuck
- You can't be walkin' into that fuckin' place,
- lookin' for fuckin' Milo.
- Hold on a second!
I don't know how this became about me,
because I'm pretty sure
you're the one who disappeared,
and now you're walkin' in here saying
- you made a deal with Milo?
- Yeah, I did.
You gonna tell me what the
fucking deal is or what?
It's the bonds for Iris. Simple.
[SINISTER MUSIC]
Fuck. Oh
[MIKE] I just want this
motherfucker out of town.
I want him the fuck out of our lives.
What is she to you, Mike?
I don't know.
I want her to get away.
I know that.
Away from Milo.
Away from this fucking town.
That's what I want.
Okay.
Then let's fuckin' do it.
Yeah. [SIGHS]
Did you call Ma?
- I just got the phone.
- [KYLE] Right, call her.
I mean, everybody was
lookin' for you, Mike.
Everybody was worried.
You know, and I had Bunny making sure
that nobody put a dot
on you from the inside.
Gotta get fucking Bunny out.
He's out, Mike.
[LINE TRILLING]
[MARIAM] Michael, are you all right?
Yep. All good.
Oh, I just called and called.
I'm so glad you're okay.
Yeah, I know, I'm sorry.
[MARIAM] Do you remember
the boy I told you about?
- Yup.
- They weren't gonna move him
for a few days, they said.
And then all of a sudden,
they just moved him.
Well, sometimes that happens, Mom.
Honey, if you're able,
he really needs your help.
All right, I'll try.
His name is Jacob Reed.
Jacob Reed. I got it.
[MARIAM] I'm so glad you're okay.
Thank you, Mom.
[LINE TRILLING]
[KAREEM] Starting to like
the radio silence, Mike.
- Yeah, me too.
- You calling to gloat about Bunny getting out?
What happened there?
It came from the DA's office.
I figured that meant it came from you.
He just walked out, huh?
[KAREEM] Yeah, he just walked out,
just like you planned.
Well, Mexican's dead.
Looks like all you have left
is the Blood and the AB boss,
and then your experiment is finished.
Was it worth it?
[MIKE] Well, I don't know yet.
Hey listen, man, I need a favor.
It's, uh It's not
really our relationship.
[MIKE] I know, I hate to ask.
But, uh, it's important.
There's this kid, Jacob
Reed, over at Anchor.
He's 18, juvie, getting
transferred to gen pop today.
Uh, he's getting a lot of AB pressure,
and I wanna get the kid out of the woods
'til I find him somewhere permanent.
And who's this kid to you?
It's a favor for my mom.
Okay, I'll try to find him.
[MIKE] Appreciate it.
- Thanks!
- [BEEP]
Fuck. What?
- [PHONE RINGS]
- Mikey, listen.
I need you to get to the
fucking gun shop on Bonner,
all right? You're gonna wanna see this.
Well, am I really, though, Ian?
Every time I'm gonna wanna see this,
I get fucking blood on my shoes.
Listen to me, there's no blood yet,
but there's about to be.
Jesus.
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]
[IAN] Where ya been?
Taking a me day.
[IAN] These fuckers, they
scored an arsenal here.
They cleaned out the whole shop.
I wouldn't have fuckin' called
you, honest to God, but
the shopkeeper says it's a 300-pound,
6'4, charismatic motherfucker.
- Now, does that sound like anybody you know?
- Yeah.
Jesus.
What about surveillance?
Trashed it.
I didn't even know Bunny was out.
I know he's your guy
but we will grind him
into the fucking ground,
deal or no deal. I don't give a shit.
If they try us, we will
grind them into the dirt.
Yeah, let me talk to him, all right?
You can't handle shit
on the street, Mike.
Yeah, no shit, right?
[IAN] He's gearing up
for a fucking war here.
You gotta listen to me.
A Goddamn war.
Yeah, look, I'll-I'll
talk to him, all right?
[IAN] Mike, you're not hearing me.
We should be fucking
picking him up right now.
Yeah, like I said,
let me handle it, okay?
Just fucking relax.
We got to deescalate this shit.
All right? We got enough on our
plate with Robert and the DA,
- and a whole laundry list of things
- Robert thing
Robert thing went away. Went away.
- What do you mean it went away?
- It went away!
The fucking DA dumped it. I don't know.
Maybe you got through to
Morrissey, I don't know.
It's gone.
You fucking kidding me?
Sometimes you just leave shit
alone it'll go away on its own.
Napoleon used to not answer his
fucking letters for two weeks.
You know that?
- What?
- True story.
At war, on the front,
wouldn't answer his
letters for two weeks.
He figured if it was still
important enough to be a thing
after two weeks, he'd deal with it.
I don't got two weeks.
You're not an emperor.
Well, you're an asshole,
wasting my fucking time
- Hey
- Jesus Christ, man.
Thank you for picking up the phone.
Yeah, sure thing.
[UNSETTLING MUSIC]
[ELEVATOR DINGS]
- Hey.
- [EVELYN] Not now, Mike.
- I called your office.
- Jesus Christ.
- All right?
- Follow me.
- I tried calling you.
- Yeah, you look like hell.
- Okay.
- Have you slept?
I'll sleep when this is over. [CHUCKLES]
- What do you want, Mike?
- I want to thank you.
For Robert. For Bunny.
I mean, we owe a couple more,
but Bunny's a good start.
- Are you kidding me?
- No.
[EVELYN] You think I did that?
You think that after what
you did, after Lockett
You think I would
that I could do anything
to help you and the monsters
that you're in bed with?
That wasn't me. That was your
fucking girlfriend at Warwick.
I didn't have anything
to fucking do with that.
If I am lucky enough to get elected
to fill the seat that I
am currently sitting in,
I am gonna spend my days and nights
trying to stop you and yours
from driving this town
into the fucking ground.
Fuck, Mike, you talk
about restoring order.
Your SWAT buddy kills with impunity!
And the one fucking guy
who calls him out is
surprise, surprise winds up dead
before he can testify against him.
Who are you talking about?
The inmates are running
the asylum, Mike,
and you're the one giving
them the Goddamn key.
Get some rest, Mike. I feel like
it's gonna be a long fight ahead.
[TENSE MUSIC]
[DRONE WHIRRING]
You missed the party.
- Welcome back.
- Yeah, yeah.
[CHUCKLES]
So you're out less than 24 hours,
get yourself a new fuckin' toy.
You clean out a gun shop
in the middle of the day?
Is that right?
Gotta protect my throne, Mike.
You know, heavy lies the crown and shit?
- Bunny.
- Listen
I appreciate you keeping
your word and all.
But dropping me back
into that world, Mike?
A mu'fucka starts to see some shit.
Start getting clear about the
who's, the what's, the why's
You're talking in code, Bunny.
Just say what you gotta say.
I'm saying me and you,
we square, right? We good.
But there's a toll gotta be paid,
still,
for them brothers that
got done in them riots.
Bunny
we talked about this already, right?
The riot, that shit's in the past.
Okay? Pickin' at scabs,
it's only gonna prevent
the wound from healing.
Ain't no healin', Mike.
Them scar tissue gonna
be there no matter what.
I'm lookin' for that
big game on my mantle.
Yeah. I want that wrecking ball, Mike.
I want that SWAT mu'fucka.
Jesus Christ, Bunny.
That dude, he-he be givin'
innocent folks nightmares
about them doors getting
kicked in for no reason, Mike.
All right! I understand that. I get it.
But you can want that,
right? Just want that!
Don't fucking do it.
Think about it!
They'll scorch this
fucking place, Bunny!
They'll turn your neighborhood
into a fucking parking lot.
Them boys already scorched it, Mike.
Shit, that's how it is out here.
If you gonna give, hey,
you better be prepared to get, baby.
I can't let you do that.
I ain't asking you to let me do shit.
[MIKE] Bunny, if you want
to fucking reach for that,
you're starting a fight
that you do not want,
I promise you.
And you think you know
what the fuck I want?
Thought I did.
[FOREBODING MUSIC]
Not on fucking break, people!
On the clock. On the clock.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, quit fucking around!
Let's go!
[FOREBODING MUSIC]
[ENGINE TURNS OVER]
[HORN HONKS]
[TENSE MUSIC]
Fuck! Fuck! Man!
Yeah. Yeah, Carney, I'll tell him.
No, I don't wanna know the
fucking details, okay? Just
Jesus Christ, enough. I've got it!
Look, I gotta go. I'll
call him. I'll tell him.
- Yeah.
- [HANGS UP]
Dinner.
Shit, I'm so sorry.
I was, um I was helping
a client, and then
I got wrapped up with
the paperwork and stuff.
Turns out I'm actually good
with the math, though, so
got that goin'.
Do you wanna go to the restaurant?
Let's-Let's go. I can go right now.
I figured you'd probably be hungry.
Yeah.
Thanks, um
I'm s I'm sorry.
You know, Kyle, I really needed
to talk to you at dinner tonight.
Okay.
About what?
I think I'm gonna go to
my dad's place for a bit.
What? Why?
Dad's doing some PT and he needs help.
And, um
Everything's a little
too crazy right now.
And I need
I need to get away from it. All of it.
For a minute.
Like, just for a minute? I mean,
what are we talking about?
You can come with me, if you want.
I can't, Tracy. I can't.
All right.
Couldn't hurt to ask.
- Trace
- I'll call you when I get to Jersey.
Trace!
Tracy, come on!
Tracy!
[DOOR SHUTS]
[POLICE SIREN WAILING]
[PENSIVE MUSIC]
[PHONE RINGING]
- Yeah?
- [KYLE] Yo.
I'm on my way there.
Everything all right?
[SIGHS] Yeah, not really.
But, um
Yeah, everything's fine.
Um, hey, listen.
Um, Carney called about, uh, Mom's kid.
You know, the AB kid?
- Kareem told them to
- Yeah, he got him?
[KYLE] Nah, he's dead, Mike.
Kid killed himself.
Fuck.
Yeah, so
Anyway, I'll see ya.
[PENSIVE MUSIC]
[FRONT DOOR SHUTS]
Hey, do you have a hot date?
They're all too young.
What?
- So the prison called.
- About Jacob.
- Yeah.
- [MARIAM] Uh-huh.
Oh.
They couldn't move him?
The kid killed himself.
[GENTLE MUSIC]
Oh.
How?
- You don't wanna know.
- I need to know.
He laid underneath a truck.
[MARIAM] You know, I, um
I-I don't know why he was in prison.
He could've killed somebody.
It doesn't matter.
He-He said to me, um
he had a baby.
A baby boy.
He was barely more than a boy himself.
You help yourself, honey.
I can't stay, Mom.
Doesn't matter.
[GENTLE MUSIC]
[POLICE SIREN WAILING]
[SIGHS]
[PHONE RINGING]
Fuck.
[PHONE RINGING]
Here we go.
[PHONE RINGING]
Yeah.
[SIGHS] Hello, it's Mike.
[IRIS] Hey, Mike.
How are you doing?
Could use a night on a boat.
You?
Same.
[IRIS] Trouble sleeping?
Not more than usual.
Are you okay?
Healthy?
I'm fine, Mike.
I wanna see you.
Oh.
Okay.
When and where?
[IRIS] Tomorrow.
Midnight.
The park off 20 Mile Road.
Under the arch by the trestle.
[MIKE] Okay, got it.
Iris?
You're almost there.
[SINISTER MUSIC]
Mike, you gotta get
Bunny to quit bullshittin'
and play fucking ball.
This is how we start
the day. Is that it?
Okay, look. You expect Bunny
just to cough over fuckin', like,
a quarter million
dollars' worth of guns?
You want fuckin' peace on the street?
You get him to get those
guns back to us fuckin' now.
All of them, all right?
Because he's asking for war,
and I'll tell you something.
ATF's just the fuckin' start here.
All right, I get it.
Give me a minute.
- What's the word, fellas?
- Talk to you a second?
- Yeah, what's up?
- Yeah, uh
Did you fucking do it?
Do what?
Morris is dead.
You're off the hook. Yeah.
Did you fucking kill him?
[LAUGHS] What the fuck, Mike?
It's a simple fucking question.
No. Fuck no. Do you
think that I would just
- I mean, that's
- I just need you to look me in the fucking eye
and tell me that you didn't do it, okay?
I need to fucking know that.
Fuck you.
That's a fucked-up
thing to say to somebody.
- Is it?
- Yeah, we're supposed to be fucking friends.
Fuck you.
That's fucked up, Mike.
I have to ask.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Gee, that's twice in two days, man.
People gonna talk.
It's you and me, alone.
[BUNNY] Yeah, I'm a little out
of your weight class, homie.
Nah, just two minutes. Come on.
[TRAIN WHISTLE]
Clock's tickin', man.
What you got for me?
I need the guns.
- Say what?
- All of them.
The ATF is coming.
You've got the attention of people
whose attention you do not want.
So give me the guns. I'll
drop them on their porch.
No questions, no tape.
Make sure there's no
prints on 'em. You're clean.
You think I'm dumb enough
to leave prints on that shit?
Shit, that's why God
made Nu-Skin, baby.
Yeah.
Listen, Bunny.
I know I tested our
shit putting you inside.
I know that you were
in there longer than
You put me in a fuckin' hole, Mike.
I trusted people I shouldn't have.
Yeah.
Yeah, I feel that.
[UNSETTLING MUSIC]
You want them guns?
I need all of them.
All right, well
you already know what I want.
You can't have that.
But you ain't the king, Mike.
What the king wants, the king gets.
[LINE TRILLING]
[ROBERT] This is Robert.
Leave a message.
[BEEP] Robert! It's me.
Call me back as soon as you get this.
[BEEP]
[HORN HONKS]
[TENSE MUSIC]
[TENSE MUSIC]
[ELEVATOR DINGS]
[TRAFFIC]
[TENSE MUSIC]
I'm spending my own money.
I bought you.
For three hours.
Fuck you.
That's the start!
I bought you like a
fucking pair of shoes!
Now I'm going to wear you out.
You're nothing! Remember that.
You're only what I
fucking tell you you are.
Fucking bitch!
[MUFFLED GRUNTING]
[JOSEPH] And when you are tired
fighting, then we can fuck.
[PANTS]
[GRUNTS, YELLS]
[WHIMPERS, CRIES]
[LINE TRILLING]
[SIGHS]
Come on. What the fuck is happening?
[KYLE] This is Kyle. Leave a message.
[BEEP] Kyle, it's me. You seen Robert?
I need to get to him.
How could you not fucking tell me that?
I don't know, I'm just saying
I didn't fuckin' tell ya.
I didn't tell anybody.
- Hey, you guys seen Robert?
- Mikey, hey!
Probably at the fucking gym.
[KYLE] Or at his kid's recital.
Kid's gonna be a fucking
professional ballerina.
- Ballerino.
- Fucking find him, all right?
- Just fucking find him. Tell him to stay inside.
- Yeah.
- [MIKE] That simple.
- What is it, Mike?
Call his fucking wife, go to his
house, do something, all right?
Just find him. Answer
your fucking phones too!
[UNSETTLING MUSIC]
[PHONE RINGING]
[LINE TRILLING]
Come on, pick up.
[TIRES SCREECHING]
What's up, buddy? You
phoning to apologize
- for calling me a piece of shit?
- Where are you?
[ROBERT] That's not a very good
tone for a fuckin' apology.
I'm at the fuckin' gym.
Jesus fucking Christ! Motherfucker!
[MIKE] You have a fucking X on you!
Where the fuck are you? Exact location.
[ROBERT] They're on me. I'm at
the Industrial Park near Shepherd.
Send an ambulance there,
or a fucking hearse.
I'm sending PD.
[GUNFIRE]
[SCREAMS]
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTING]
[TENSE MUSIC]
Robert?
Hi.
Fuck! Robert.
Hey, hey!
[EERIE, ETHEREAL MUSIC]
[POLICE SIRENS WAILING]
[THEME MUSIC]
[MUSIC]