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Previously on Mayor of the Kingdom.

Take my hand, you survive.

Don't, you're not gonna make it.

Bunny may never see a new sunrise, Frank. So it's up to you to push back.

They burned one of your shipments, you burn one of theirs.

There's always repercussions.

Mistake was made.

By who?

Torres wasn't careful.

I got you right.

Frank is the one that hit you. He is not a partner. He's an assassin.

We're going to play him and take him down legally.

Why the fuck would I do that, Mike? This gets my brother out.

I'm going to put this fucker in prison.

He's all yours.

If Mike passes, then so do all the fucking problems in this town.

Every man's got their fucking breaking point, Mike, and he has fucking crossed

it. We can't look after him anymore.

Yeah.

No, no, no, no. We're not there yet. We searched first.

The fucking utility closets, boilers, freezers, fucking tunnels.

We searched stem to stern before we go nuclear.

Copy?

And you got a fucking angel on your shoulder.

Tell me about it.

Hey.

Morning.

Not sure if they're going to let you eat. There you go. You hit the cue?

Yeah, you know.

My gut's the only thing this motherfucker's missing. Yeah.

Thank you, Mike.

Yeah.

Close calls make you savor all things, see?

I savor some paybacks, what I savor. Mm -hmm.

KPD's on it.

They'll get the intel, get the targets. They won't suffer the Lord's wrath.

No, they're going to suffer mine.

Because those close to me, those I care for, when made to hurt, man, I go

biblical.

Amen to that.

Mike, you point the way. I got an army ready to follow.

You're those motherfuckers at those Detroits. Consider it done, D.

Put it out of mind.

Put it out of mind? Mm -hmm.

Oh, fuck that, Frank.

This ain't search and destroy.

This is capture and let me fucking kill. You bring him before me. I don't care

if I gotta will my ass out of this bitch. I'm finna go ungoddamn godly on

motherfuckers, you feel me? Oh, I feel you.

Gentlemen, too many of you.

You stay on the man, young blood.

All right, OG.

See you out there. Mm -hmm.

He may be full of piss and vinegar, but he ain't out of the woods. We have to

handle this.

Appreciate the converting, mate.

We are ready for war.

Yeah.

Well, one of the Colombian hitters was already taken out at Anchor Bay.

Yeah, you know that.

That's my job.

KBD's gonna find the rest. I hope so.

I've seen too many young men like Debra get cut down and PDs not give a shit.

And Mike, this is your town.

It's Dee's town, but you gotta own it.

And I'll help see that done.

Yeah.

Where does that leave you, Frank?

It leaves me free.

I'm not looking to stick around here. There's something about this place. It's

got a haunted nature.

Hey.

How about that, you motherfuckers? That was a lesson of fucking restraint, Mike.

Don't tell anybody. Denzel, he ain't got shit on me.

Look, just keep working on that restraint.

Let me work Lamar and Moses both, okay?

Trust me.

Can't Moses ask me the same goddamn thing. Fuck him.

I'm learning a hard lesson right now, Mike.

Ambition come with risk.

That's true.

And you ain't ambitious.

It's also very true.

That's why I trust you.

Mistakes happen, Bunny.

You're alive.

Thank God. It's rectified.

Yeah, barely.

Doctor said I was dead on that table cut open.

67 seconds, he said.

Fuck.

Do you see a light or anything?

I ain't see shit, dog.

Just nothing.

No tunnel, no light at the end of that bitch, no nose, pearly gates, no St.

Peter's, just... Nothing.

And all the motherfuckers I lost, I ain't see a single loved one.

Maybe I wasn't dead long enough to see family.

You were dead longer than you needed to be.

And you came back because you're supposed to be here.

Yeah.

Embrace some angels, right?

Smite those fucking demons.

Send them back into fucking darkness.

You'll get your reckoning.

I'm telling you, God damn crap. Jeez, right. Go.

Go.

Fucking alarms ringing in my head.

I've been in a trench in World War I with fucking mustard gas and shit.

I don't think so.

Holy shit.

Holy fucking shit.

Earl.

What the fuck, man?

Surprise.

Oh, you know, I got goddamn blown up a few weeks back. Fuck my bed.

I hurt you.

Sorry. Well, fucking come in, man. Fucking take a load off.

Nice digs.

What can I do for you?

Anything you need? Money?

Product? Product!

That's what I'm talking.

I hit the ground running, take everything I need. And you can watch me

you can watch me go. I'm a red meat eater.

Liar and a cheater. And I shook the hand of God. I met him at my dealer's.

Woo!

You have a problem with how I run things?

What are you talking about? What kind of problem can I have?

A guy like me is just grateful 24 -7, 365.

Not what I hear.

What'd you hear?

It hurt me, Todd.

Not a physical hurt, mind you, though emotional pain can mimic that, sure.

Merrill. That's when you shut the fuck up.

And what we do here requires loyalty.

And it requires continuity.

A continuity of loyalty.

I'm loyal, Merle.

To the fucking marrow of my being.

Marrow of your being.

That's good.

You used to listen, Shaver.

Read the books I told you to read. Write out the lessons like a good pupil.

You listened once upon a time.

The fucking siren.

This shit we ain't got all day.

KPD sure to pay a visit.

Hope they do.

Tell the fucking siren, please.

Fine -tooth comb, everybody. Keep scouring, just in case.

We need to know that we will maintain lockdown until somebody gives something

up. This did not happen in a vacuum. That's all.

Five o 'clock, Lamar. Open the fucking door.

Come on, you had a fucking day.

Mike, what the fuck? Yeah, what the fuck, right?

So, Lamar.

What did they offer you?

What did they offer me for what, Mike? This fucking Xbox.

Is that it?

What? Nobody offered me shit. Motherfucker, Coles set you up with

You've been living in Detroit these last two years. I was born in Detroit, Mike.

Six months ago, you get busted dealing on one of Frank's corners.

You dumb fuck.

Angus Day?

No. Okay, how about you?

What now?

Mike, Mike, Mike, Mike, fuck. Come on, man.

I mean, yeah, okay, I... I was busted in Detroit.

All right, not no light shit we talk about either. You feel me? Fucking gray

hair type of shit.

And Mo just made that go away.

You don't, fuck.

You're in a world of trouble.

Lamar. Buddy finds out what you did.

You're a dead man.

Frank finds out that I made you.

You're a fucking dead man.

Either way, you're going to face the fucking blowtorch.

They've both taken bets on how long they can keep you alive.

This is fucked up. This is so fucked up.

Maybe I can run.

Let me run, Michael. Let me leave Kingstown.

He's down to you. He just gave me some cash.

I can give it to you. I don't want it. I don't give a shit about it.

There's a way out of this.

A way you can make it up to Bunny.

But you gotta do exactly as they fucking tell you.

You don't, or you question me,

you'll wish you chose that blowtorch.

You'll be begging to fucking die.

Hey, we climbed over the wall.

You are the first to hear, Mike. It was an Aryan firebug. Pete McDonough and,

uh... Merle Callahan.

Fuck.

When? I don't know. It wasn't discovered until count this morning.

What about lights out?

You know, some CO had his head up his ass or turned a blind eye. They've got

hours on us. Could be in Canada by now.

That reasons, Nina, but Callahan is not fucking reasonable. We are on lockdown.

BOLO's been issued.

States and feds are on alert.

None of that helps us.

No. You know, tell me if you need something.

I'm going to need you to look. the drawbridge.

Line up all the Aryans at one place.

That's how you can help.

All's quiet here, Mike. Beck, I need you to get out now, okay?

Why? What happened?

The escapee. I'm the target. I need you to lock up. Get the fuck out now.

Alright?

Yeah, it's Callahan.

Some AB fucking pyro.

What? What? Yeah, look, I'm going to Shavers.

No, fucking Mikey, don't go to Shavers. Callahan is not Shavers' friend. What

are you doing? Look, if he's skipping town, he's going to need a bank.

No, Mikey's not fucking skipping town. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Fucker hung up on me. Let's go.

Let's get the fuck out of here.

Time to cut loose.

See you on the other side.

Damn, I feel like fucking driving.

This is some fucking overkill. I got one for you, fucking psycho and a

pyromaniac. Fucking to a fucking cookhouse.

Money, meth's gone.

Traveling money.

Mikey, I hate to argue with your fucking logic here, but how many times has this

guy got to threaten your fucking life?

He's across the border, Ian.

In fucking Canada? You think that Callahan's got a cabin by a fucking

Canada? Sounds nice. Well, I'm sure it is nice. I would like it. But Callahan

wouldn't. This fucker wants one thing only. He's fueled by violence and he's

fucking coming for you.

Okay, well, let's find out.

Okay. Mike. Come on, let's go.

Let's fucking find out. Fuck me.

Jesus Christ.

Where's your shadow?

David called in sick today.

Oh.

That happen often?

No.

I isolated the Aryans. What else do you need?

Just want to make sure that we're okay moving forward.

That your people are satisfied? That you are satisfied?

You're a son of a bitch, you know that?

I'm not your enemy, Nina.

I'm your future.

You know what I learned about the future? It doesn't fucking exist.

Let's just get through today. How about that?

All right.

Where are the Aryans?

They're on the range.

You did the right thing.

This is what happened.

They murdered the room more.

Long time, Mark.

Fuck you want, Mike?

Come here to thank me? Not today.

Where's Callahan?

Take these cuffs off, Mike. I'll tell you.

You know I can't do that.

Looks like you can do whatever the fuck you want.

Besides, I saved your fucking brother's life. Shut the fuck up. Look, Callahan

did not bust out without a plan, so what was it? Where is he?

You want these cuffs off, don't you, boy?

You eyeballing me?

You want to take a run at the Lord's chosen?

Take his cuffs off.

Take his cuffs off.

Yeah.

Let's take them off.

Let's fucking do it. Let's do it.

Fucking mouthpiece.

Yeah.

I'll make it quick, Mike.

Christ.

You got something you want to say to me, huh?

Fuck him up, Stevie.

Come on.

All right.

Come on. All right, come on. Let's go.

Let's go, you white trash cracker. Fuck.

Yeah.

Very fucking interesting.

Yeah, this black master's whooping your ass.

Not so easy, huh?

One -on -one. You can't swarm a man.

All right.

You're gonna fucking kill him.

You're gonna kill this fucking cunt. Hold on. You're gonna kill him. Fuck

Motherfucker ain't got piss right for a month, man. I'm fucking great. You're

great. You are great.

You need to listen to me carefully.

I'm going to put you in the hole, okay?

And I recommend that you stretch because they're going to run a train on you and

make you the jizz wagon for your cell block. How's that sound?

Does that make shit more interesting?

Yeah, I didn't think so.

So why don't you be a good boy, use your words, give me some answers.

Where is he?

That's your fucking question.

Yeah. What do you think, Mike?

Wherever you are, you fuck.

Wherever you are, you fucking Judas piece of shit.

Don't forget to stretch.

Don't sleep, Mike.

Don't you fucking blink.

Okay. He's coming, Mike. All right.

Anything else you want to do?

Last chance.

No, I'm good.

I'm good.

I'm good. Mike, he's fucking here. That's exactly what I fucking told you.

need guys on your 24th fucking set. I don't think that's going to make much of

difference. See you later, Mark.

Mikey.

Look, what do you want me to do? Just let them come, huh?

Let them fucking come.

Take me to trouble.

Stephen. Warden.

You headed to Ad Seg?

Yeah.

I'll walk with you.

Did you observe anything about the escaped prisoner that might help locate

No, I can't think of anything.

When he was in Ad Seg, you observed him?

Yeah. He was housed next to inmate 081693, and I know at one point you

concern to the deputy warden.

Can you tell me about that?

Well, that inmate was missing.

There was no transfer order.

And you were concerned?

He was a high -risk inmate, former police officer.

Yeah, I understand. So you were concerned for his well -being.

He wasn't in the infirmary or the exercise cell, so I was following

Look, Stephen, there's no need to get defensive. I'm on your side.

I know you are a single mom, so if there's any unsolicited requests or any

unwanted attention,

Come to me right away.

Thank you, Warden.

You know, men smell weakness.

They take advantage.

The manipulation is so subtle and slow -moving, you barely even recognize it's

happening. I'm familiar.

You don't have a corrections background, do you?

No, I don't.

Okay, whatever you think you know, it's different here.

If you step out of your prescribed role, ever.

You are in for a world of hurt.

I'm here if you need me.

Different city, same war.

Colombians were bolder than we thought.

I'll give them that.

There can only be one McArthur with this shit, and that's got to be me.

I knew he had a bottle.

Thank you.

Hey, what do you want to listen to, LJ?

Give me some Freddie Hubbard.

That's some Freddie with some fucking dolphin dance, huh?

Where'd we see him?

There's fucking snow everywhere.

It was a cold night.

Rochester.

Had to be at least 40 years ago.

Shit. We were always ready for Freddy.

Gotta be ready for anything.

Better than a kick in the head, huh?

All these years, we still fucking here, holding things down while everybody else

is in the dirt.

Even Freddy.

I think we need easier times, Frank.

You got something to say?

There's gotta be a finish line.

There's gotta be a way out.

Okay.

Hey.

It happened. It is done.

Okay. Well, that's good.

Lamar, this is almost over.

Okay. So lay low and meet me at the outreach around 10 o 'clock.

Hear me?

I'll walk you through it

Hey. Hey. Can you get a crime scene tech over to my office?

Maybe he's fucking trashed it.

Mikey, I don't think we're gonna need it here. We got a witness spotted the

fucking firebug. We're on our way now.

What do you mean?

It's your house.

Mikey. It's Miriam. This fucker's blasted out of his mind. Mikey, I'm

sorry. What?

The cocksucker said your house on fire, Mike. Are you kidding me?

Right?

Fucking piece of shit just ran back into a fucking burning house. He's the guy

Callahan escaped with.

No, Mike. Mike! Let him burn! Let him burn, Mike!

Let him burn!

Give me a minute.

Get back. Give him a fucking minute. Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Hey,

you all right?

You all right? You all right?

Where is he? Where is he?

Look at me. Look at me. Where is he?

Hey, where is he? Bring your house down, Mike. Where's fucking Callahan? He

ain't here, bitch.

Where the fuck is he?

I ain't gonna reckon with you, Mike, but you're gonna have to make you hurt

first. You're gonna make you hurt.

You're gonna make you hurt.

Call from Tracy

McCluskey.

What is it, Trace? What's wrong?

Told you I walk through walls.

Everything you love, Kyle, bit my hand.

Bro.

Let her go, bro.

Let her go. You don't want her. You want me.

I'll go back into Gen Pop. You want me there? That's where I'll fucking go.

Oh, too late, brother.

Too late.

Just tell me what you want.

This.

Exactly this is what I want. I will kill you, Merle. I will fucking kill

you! Kill you!

No! No, officer!

Officer! Officer, please! Mr. fucking Merle Callahan is with my wife. You need

to call the Belleville, Ohio PD. You tell them to send units to 235

Avenue, okay? 235 Washington Avenue. Fucking go there and tell them there's a

murder in process! There's a fire in process!

You don't have to do this.

I mean, I know you don't want to do this.

You're wrong, dear.

You're wrong. I have no choice but to do this.

One ain't really part of the equation.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Good boy, good boy.

Well, you wanted Kyle to know you're here. You wanted that.

That'd make it worthwhile.

Oh, it makes the punishment more impactful, for sure.

It's not personal, Tracy. Hard as that is to understand, it's punishment.

For Kyle, yes, but you and Kyle, you're incidental.

You know how I'm punishing.

And you know he deserves this. Then just kill him. Go back to Kingstown and

fucking kill Mike.

Kill the one who deserves it. Spare the ones who don't.

I am sorry.

At least spare Mitch.

Spare my son, please. Mitch?

You named your son after the dead brother. He does not deserve this. My

not deserve this.

It's all fruit off the same fucking poison tree, far as I'm concerned.

Truth is, I don't know what you deserve, Tracy.

The only consolation I can offer is, who guessed what they deserved?

Never the right people. Show me one.

Never the right people. Just one. Never the right people.

Never. Make yourself comfortable.

Close your eyes if you want.

This is how the story ends. This is it. This is it.

Please don't hurt my son. Please don't hurt my baby. Please.

My kid has nothing to get done.

There's no fucking way you could have known. You know that, right?

Kyle refused sedation.

I know.

I know. Tried to fucking hurt himself.

He hives them 24 -7.

Man's gonna survive this.

All we do is survive.

He knows that baby needs him.