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Previously on Force...

I know that somebody in the Flynn organization

shot Liliana and if I find out who it is, they dead.

Now most of y'all heard about me and my brother.

Any CBI loyal to Jenard is an enemy.

We're lookin' for Miguel.

We want double the product.

- Wait in the back guero. - I'm Tommy.

I don't wanna know who you are.

You Miguel's girl?

Mireya, your brother wants to see you now.

Mireya, she off limits.

I don't want you on my border.

We comin' for the North Side,

and I dare you to try to stop us.

I thought that you died!

And I promise you, I ain't goin' nowhere.

If you can get support from CPD,

I might be able to give you your task force.

Help!

They killed a little girl.

You're gonna get your task force.

If Da doesn't fulfill his agreement with Dublin,

everything we have will be lost.

I mean, I'm not thrilled about working with the Serbs.

If he gets wind of it, there's a bullet for each of us.

Not if we kill him first.

Just thinking about my first move

when I'm running the Flynn organization.

- That's never gonna happen. - What?

As long as your brother's alive, you'll never be queen.

Big Red has orders to kill anyone

still at the house when they arrive.

8:30, not 9:00.

Is everything good on your end?

Yeah. We're all good. We're set for 9:00.

I was with Dad when they showed up early.

Looks like Dublin's calling.

Pull the fucking trigg--

The king is dead.

It's all gonna be up for grabs.

So, you got a plan?

We used to talk about building

a coalition of all the mobs.

That may be our best bet on moving forward.

Damn, J, I'm just happy that your ass is back in the fold.

We about to be playing a whole new game right now.

You, me, and Tommy fuckin' Egan, right?

Do we need him?

We in with Claudia and the Serbs.

We wanna work wit' you. The Serbs are about

to be in business with the Marquez cartel.

- Does Claudia got the cash? - Elise does.

White boy think he gon' run game on us.

No fuckin' way!

- We need to put a bullet in him. - Yeah. When the time is right.

I saw this guy kill Colin.

This is first-degree murder.

Life without parole.

Your way out is by working with us.

- Marks needs an update. - What the fuck is going on?

Is you a fuckin' snitch?

Victor, you don't have to do it!

It's time for a show of force.

One of my own went down. This shit is personal now.

There's no Tommy Egan.

It's a different cartel.

We just lost another one of our own.

We set out to do a job that we did not accomplish.

We got Mirkovic,

Claudia, and the Marquez cartel!

I wanna know where Tommy fuckin' Egan is!

I got a very special gift for you from Liliana.

Tommy--

All she wanted to do was tell you

that she was gonna be better,

and you just gave her more drugs.

My people found out who killed Leon.

Name Joseph Little, go by Mad Dog.

That little nigga untouchable because he King Kilo nephew.

You Mad Dog, right?

Who askin'?

Man, this from Diamond.

You just caused a big fuckin' problem for me and for CBI.

- You dealin' drugs again. - That's who I am!

I'm fuckin' Diamond Sampson. I'm a fucking drug dealer.

I'm happy to appoint CBI as the Serbs' successors.

We went to the address that Tommy told you

and he wasn't there.

Tommy fuckin' made me.

We need to get to Vic Flynn

before they fuckin' kill him.

What's that?

Barcelona.

It's our first romantic getaway.

Tommy, you motherfucker.

Miguel gon' take Tommy out for us.

Can you please tell Mireya that we're here?

- Mireya didn't come in tonight. - Barcelona, eh, Tommy?

Listen, you're never gonna see Mireya again.

♪ Tougher than a Teflon All that dope I stepped on ♪

♪ Re-up, get the rest gone ♪

♪ Been that nigga What else you want? ♪

♪ If you want Power, powder, respect ♪

♪ Mm-mm ♪

♪ I want that money And power and powder ♪

♪ Money and powder and power ♪

♪ Money and powder and power ♪

♪ Money and powder and power ♪

♪ The paper got paper, paper Yeah, I gotta stack that ♪

♪ Them diamonds Keep blinkin', blinkin' ♪

♪ We might have to jack that ♪

♪ Now, boy, when That blicky-blicky come out ♪

♪ You get clapped fast ♪

♪ Draw down With the lil' jawn ♪

♪ I'm at you like pat-pat ♪

♪ Come back When them cameras out ♪

♪ 'Round your block We'll kick that ♪

♪ Come back when your funeral In progress ♪

♪ And hit that ♪

♪ Hit you back-to-back ♪

♪ Your bitch ass Won't even hit back ♪

♪ You'll be splashin' In fashion ♪

♪ Nigga, you can Check the drip ♪

♪ Catch you slippin' We slidin' ♪

♪ You niggas On some different shit ♪

♪ We hit the licks We with the shit ♪

♪ Shh, when you get hit ♪

♪ Quiet down No need for the talkin' ♪

♪ The fuck is that about? ♪

♪ Tougher than a Teflon All that dope I stepped on ♪

♪ Re-up, get the rest gone ♪

♪ Been that nigga What else you want? ♪

♪ If you want Power, powder, respect ♪

♪ Mm-mm ♪

♪ I want that money and power And powder ♪

♪ Money and powder and power ♪

♪ Money and powder and power ♪

♪ Money and powder and power ♪

♪ They call that boy HitMan Mission complete ♪

♪ He runnin' up Hittin' his target ♪

♪ He gettin' up close Turn that boy to a ghost ♪

♪ He should be labeled A marksman ♪

♪ He set his whole block On fire like arson ♪

♪ So don't try to be Clark Kent ♪

♪ Green beam on the Glock Call it kryptonite ♪

♪ 300, but he's not A Spartan... ♪

Yo!

Yo, Tommy!

Hold up, man.

- What's going on? - We got a problem.

- Go pick up Vic. - What happened?

The feds are on their way to the spot.

- You need to get to him first. - Well, where the hell you goin'?

I got something else I gotta handle.

More important than this?

Tommy, you movin' weird, man.

Tell me what's goin' on!

Just fucking... do it.

Yeah.

All right.

Miguel?

Miguel, have you lost your fuckin' mind?

- You cannot keep me here. - Fuck yeah, I can.

You fucked over your own family so Egan could get close to Che.

Betrayed you? How?

By sleeping with my enemy.

You chose that puto over me.

You...

You're not my fuckin' sister.

Yes, I am your fucking sister, Miguel.

But that doesn't mean you get to control me.

I can be with who I want to be with--

Yeah, well, he's only fucking you to get to me.

Of course you make this about you.

Out of all the guys...

you choose that motherfucker to be with?

And that's exactly why I love him.

You'll stay here

until I determine what to do with you.

Here, let me help you. Right there.

You see that?

Pull the trigger.

You can't, because you don't have it in you.

What the fuck are you doing?

You don't think somebody's capable

of loving me for who I am?

Hm?

Mireya, put the gun down before you hurt yourself.

I will do this right fucking now, Miguel.

I'm sick of living under your control.

I will do this right now.

You can't have me on this Earth if I cannot have Tommy.

You know what? No.

No. No. No. I'm not gonna fuckin' hurt myself for you.

And I'm gonna be with Tommy.

Fuck that.

- I ain't gonna let that happen. - Yes, you fucking will.

Because if you don't, I'm gonna tell Che

who really killed Armando.

That's right.

I'm gonna tell Che you killed his son

so that you could be leader of Insane Princes.

Nah.

No, fuck that.

You wouldn't. I'm your brother.

Test me.

If you promise me that you never hurt Tommy...

and you let us live our lives together,

then I promise you

I won't say a word to Che.

Ever.

Okay.

Fuck you.

'Cause you ain't going nowhere.

What the fuck is going on?

Yo, G, get y'all things. We gotta get outta here.

No, I'm not going anywhere till someone tells me

what the hell is happening.

We found a snitch in the mix.

What the fuck does that have to do with me?

Nigga, I ain't answerin' your fuckin' questions right now.

Get yo' shit and let's go.

Told you, I'm not going anywhere

till you fill me in on everything.

I'm done playing fucking games.

- A'ight. - Man, get your bitch ass...

- Let's go, white boy. - Get the fuck off me!

Shut the fuck up! Move, bitch!

Take his ass outta here.

♪ I'll touch That fire for you ♪

♪ I do that three Four times again ♪

♪ I testify... ♪

Shit...

♪ I told that lie I'd kill that bitch ♪

♪ I do what all of them Around you scared to do ♪

♪ I'm not ♪

♪ Long as you juggin' Out here for me, I got it ♪

Fuck...

♪ Long as you dreamin' 'bout me Ain't no problem ♪

♪ I don't got nobody Just with you right now ♪

♪ Tell the truth I look better under you... ♪

God damn.

♪ When I'm with you ♪

Fuck, Shanti.

God damn, baby.

Oh, damn, baby.

God damn.

Okay.

Okay.

Well, damn.

Oh, man. Come here.

God damn, Shanti.

You got that good-good, baby.

You make a nigga wanna put a ring on that motherfucker.

- Hm. - Mmm.

Who needs a ring when we 'bout to wear the crowns?

For real.

- You thirsty? - Hell yeah.

Thank you.

Mm.

Mm-hmm.

We really got this nigga Tommy off the fucking map.

Hell yeah.

- Oh, shit. - What time is it?

Six.

It'll be light soon.

- Still no word from Diamond? - Nah.

Not just yet.

And I thought he would've hit me up by now, you know?

All shaken up and shit about the white devil.

You know how he is.

- Hey, this don't feel right. - What's wrong?

You definitely sent that text to Miguel, correct?

Yes. Okay?

Come on. Don't do that. Don't start.

All right?

Asked and answered, baby.

I did it. I don't know what the fuck goin' on.

Miguel probably just...

makin' Tommy suffer, you know?

I watched this nigga torture somebody.

He like to take his time.

So chill out.

We gonna get the call, baby. Relax, okay?

- Okay? - Okay.

All right. All right.

Clear.

You sure this was the right location?

Yeah, I'm fuckin' sure, Hardwick.

I'm sorry, Stacy.

Fuck!

Miguel!

You motherfucker!

Get out here!

Where is she?

Put the gun down, Egan.

That's how you want it?

Let's fuckin' do it, you fuckin' scumbag.

Get the fuck outta my way.

Miguel, if you hurt her in any way,

I swear to God, I will kill you.

Fucker.

You're a fuckin' punk.

You fuckin' coward!

The only reason you're alive

is 'cause I ain't put you in the fucking ground yet.

Well then, then you best kill me

'cause I ain't gonna be alive without your sister.

Come on, motherfucker!

Miguel...

What did you do with her? Tell me you didn't hurt her.

Tell me!

Where is she?

Can't you see you're outnumbered?

This ain't about who's stronger, Miguel.

This is about who won't give up.

And I ain't leaving here without her!

I fucking let her go, okay?

She's fucking gone!

But you...

I'm gonna give you permission to live

and conduct business in my streets.

But that's only to keep the peace with Che.

But if anything happens to her...

I swear to fucking God, Egan...

I'll skin you alive.

Hm?

Ortega wants to assure you

that he'll be getting all of you out of this mess.

Tell him I appreciate everything that he is doing.

If you sign these papers,

we can start talking extradition.

Once you're in transport...

well, we all know how shoddy the police department is,

especially when they're well paid by my client.

Hm.

Tell Ortega I'm in debt to the Marquez cartel.

He knows that.

Miguel is so fucking lucky he didn't hurt you.

I got him to promise he won't come between us again.

How can you trust him about anything he says?

He's my brother, Tommy. Okay?

We've been through a lot together, and actually...

he owes me.

Babe, I'm comin' to see you.

Tommy, I need you to promise me something.

Yeah, anything. What?

I need you to promise me

you will never hurt Miguel.

Babe, you can't ask me that when--

If you ever hurt him, there will be no us.

Tommy, I need you to promise me that you will never hurt him.

Mireya, I love you.

That's all you need to know.

Okay. Well...

I don't want to see you until you can make me that promise.

Well, Victor Flynn is dead.

The number one priority for this task force moving forward

is to bring down Tommy Egan.

We have top players

from three major organizations in custody.

The number one priority should be convictions.

I agree. We shouldn't take our eye off the ball.

What?

Ma'am, Donna Jackson is here for you from the DNC.

Ah, shit.

Congratulations are in order, Stacy.

You delivered a direct line to a Mexican cartel,

even without getting the guy you were after.

Party is impressed.

I was just telling my team that Tommy Egan

is now the top priority.

Stacy, forget about Tommy Egan.

You delivered a Mexican cartel in a neat bow.

Accept the win.

Public doesn't have to know that you had a loss.

- The public? - There's gonna be

a corruption scandal involving Mayor Bradley.

The story breaks tomorrow morning.

Well...

we all knew it was coming.

We have been discussing

preferred candidates for weeks, internally.

Stacy, you have the full backing of the Democratic Party.

We want you to run for mayor.

Oh, come on. Stacy...

We both know that you have been after this for a long time.

I just didn't think the new AG was pleased

with my case against the CPD.

We can play up the cop husband angle.

Everybody likes Bobby. He makes you look good.

This is such an honor.

Great.

We will handle all of the press.

You can focus on your RICO.

Go nail those fuckers to the wall.

Thank you.

Why are you keeping me in the dark?

Vic, back the fuck up!

Motherfucker!

Everything okay?

You know how close we just was to getting popped?

What-what the fuck is going on?

You got any idea who it was?

Who, the snitch that ratted us out?

Oh, absolutely.

Who was it?

You don't know?

If I knew, they'd be dead already.

Hm.

Shanti fuckin' Showstopper.

That bitch had a side hustle with your sister.

Shanti was double dipping.

Tommy didn't me to say anything till he confirmed it.

That's why we had you on lock.

We didn't know who to trust.

Right? Now we do.

Fuckin' bitch.

Yeah, she waited till she had all the information on the meet

and then she was gonna take us out in one smooth hit.

So you gave us both the wrong address?

I gave the wrong address to everybody I couldn't trust.

It led me straight to Shanti.

She was playing all sides.

She got your sister and the Serbs locked up.

I mean, the bitch did us a favor.

We should kill her.

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. We gonna kill her.

But first... Here.

What's this?

It's your cut for the week, dummy.

Time to get back to business.

Maybe we should, uh, press pause on the situation

till we can evaluate it.

Oh, trust me, I've evaluated.

Vic, I need you to head up north.

And what's those neighborhoods y'all got on the South Side?

Beverly and Mount Greenwood.

I need you to collect from every-fucking-body

that owe us a bag. We meet back here at 10:00.

- I got a plan. - You got it.

- Oh, you want me to go now? - Nah, I want you to go later.

Yes, I want you to go now, Victor.

What the fuck is wrong with you, Vic?

I-I got you. I'll hit you later, all right?

I hope you got a plan

for lettin' that snitch walk out of here alive.

He on borrowed time, Diamond.

And he on the clock for us.

We gonna know his every move.

Well, I'll be damned.

- What? - Mirkovic.

- Dead. - What?

Yeah, man. My contact in lockup just tapped in and said that

Mirkovic was found dead in his cell.

About fuckin' time.

We gotta move fast, get everybody

the Serbs were supplying before Miguel does.

Yeah, 'cause Che ain't gonna want a street war,

that's for damn sure.

We can let Che think we cool

with sharing these streets with Miguel

but you and me both know

we gonna destroy that motherfucker

and be the only connect here in Chicago.

Now, see? Hell yeah! Now that's the shit I'm talkin' 'bout.

Who's the biggest crew the Serbs were supplying?

Uh, Albanians. Yep.

And they got a social club over on Irving Park.

Let's go pay those motherfuckers a little visit.

Okay. I'm back.

So you got a plan to get Egan?

No plan.

You all are right.

- Are you serious? - Yes.

We need convictions. We need to forget about Egan.

We need to land our RICO case and see it through.

It's federal lockup.

So the raid was a win for the DOJ?

Yes. And they want us to land the RICO.

We already have Roberto Ortega of the Marquez cartel,

Claudia Flynn, Rodovan Mirkovic.

That's three.

Mirkovic is dead.

- What? - Claudia Flynn was hit too.

Stabbed in lockup.

Someone is coming for our case.

Is Claudia Flynn still alive?

You take Diamond out at the barbershop,

you can make it look like a robbery.

Take all the money. Nobody'll suspect shit.

No more Diamond, no more white boy.

Just me and you at the top of CBI, solidifying our reign.

- Word. - What's up, party people?

I said, what is up, party people?

Hey, I-I hope you got some good news for us

'cause I'm tired of ducking and dodging niggas

just to see my lady, man.

Just keep ducking and dodging for now.

Tell us what the fuck is goin' on.

We got some business to discuss, Jenard.

No, you can talk in front of my woman. What's up?

We're gonna make a play for all of Mirkovic's customers,

starting with them Albanian motherfuckers.

We get them, the rest'll follow.

- Makes sense. - I'ma need you with us tonight.

- What about me? - Shanti...

I'ma need you to just lay low a little while longer.

Keep your phone on you, Jenard.

I'll text you with a time for the meet.

Straight to voicemail, JP?

I hope you're okay.

Look, talk to Kate for me.

Just tell her I wanna see her.

This motherfucker won't die.

Claudia Flynn?

Who are you and what the fuck do you want from me?

I'm the U.S. Attorney.

Stacy Marks.

My brother helped you set me up.

You weren't the intended target, Claudia.

Tommy Egan set you up.

But I'm guessing you know that already, don't you?

Hmm.

Looks like you need my help.

You want Mirkovic?

I'll give you everything on him.

Mirkovic is dead.

The Marquez cartel took him out.

You're next.

- Unless-- - Just tell me what you want!

You are going to help me take down the Marquez cartel.

That's not gonna happen.

Fuck you...

and fuck that.

Get out.

Get out!

Hey, babe. You think he got the drop on Miguel?

No.

I think that white boy got nine lives.

And we gotta find a way to take all of 'em from him ourselves.

You're right.

'Cause I swear, babe,

I been trying to step on this motherfuckin' cockroach

ever since he got to Chicago.

This a slippery motherfucker.

He's startin' to piss me the fuck off.

We just need to be prepared

for the right moment to present itself

and we can do it ourselves.

You right.

You always right.

- Fuck. - What? What's wrong?

It's King Kilo.

That nigga say it's urgent and I need to meet him now.

And we gotta deal with this shit.

Holy shit.

- You're alive. - No thanks to you.

We came to the warehouse to pull you out.

I found your phone. I thought--

Tommy thinks the snitch is someone else.

Wait a minute. What? Who?

She's called Shanti Showstopper.

Some boxer. She runs Garfield Park.

That doesn't make any sense, Vic.

We weren't working with her.

Tommy has no reason to think that she flipped.

- I think they're playing you. - They're not playing me.

Shanti had a side hustle with Claudia.

She was playing both sides.

Tommy found out that she was playing him,

and he thinks that she dimed him out.

I'm in the clear.

Look, it worked in my favor, okay?

Tommy just... He paid me my... my cuts.

He's got me doing pickups all over the city.

Business as usual.

If he was onto me, I'd be fuckin' dead.

I have a chance to get out clean now.

This could work out really well for us.

"Us"?

What the fuck are you talking about?

I want out!

Just get me to Nebraska or whatever the fuck!

And then what are you gonna do, Vic?

I have something that you're gonna want even more.

Your sister.

You help me wrap this case up,

we can put her in lockup for good

and get you the fuck out of town.

You keep pushing the end game.

You have no other choice but to play ball with me, Vic.

Trust me, I am not your problem.

I'm your solution.

And you don't wanna fuck with me.

Fuck...

My clients aren't happy that being in business with you

landed them in jail.

I had nothing to do with this fucking colossal train wreck.

We are looking into what is true and what is not.

If you are lying to us in any way,

you will wind up like Mirkovic.

You would be dead already

if there weren't so many eyes on you in here.

Accountability is very important to my client.

So is revenge.

Then tell Ortega

that he needs to kill Shanti and Tommy Egan.

They're responsible for all of this shit.

I would do it myself if I wasn't chained up

in this fucking hellhole.

Tell Ortega that I want revenge

just as much as he does.

And that I'll do anything he requests.

Anything.

Hey, hey. No, no, no, no, no, no.

Take it easy there, cowboy. We come in peace.

What you doing here?

- I don't know you. - We came here to talk to Peter.

I'm Peter. What you wanna talk about?

We wanna talk about business.

I don't think we have any business interests together.

Ah, but see, I think we do.

Maybe you didn't get the memo, uh, Pistol Pete,

but, uh, Mirkovic got murked.

That means the Serbs is out and, uh, we in.

You must be mistaken.

See, we did get the memo, Mister...

Mr. Tommy.

...Tommy.

Thing is, man...

we already got a new supplier.

Huh?

Seems you two are late to the party.

Miguel Garcia paid me a visit personally this afternoon.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

We do a deal with the Insane Princes now.

Motherfucker...

Well, how much he charge you for a key?

I don't think you're gonna beat that price, buddy.

Try us.

Thirty.

We'll give it to you for 28 a key.

I don't go back on my word.

Look, I ain't asking you to do nothing crazy.

Just negotiate with me a little.

We give you a couple of Irish bars

a little further up north to run.

You deal outta there.

You should leave.

Yeah, let's get the fuck outta here.

Come on.

We gonna let this motherfucker Miguel poach our customers

right in our damn face?

Not a fuckin' chance.

We still gonna fuckin' destroy Miguel,

and become the only connect in Chicago, like we said we would.

Okay.

Shit, Tommy, thinkin' it through, man,

we can't start a war with Miguel

right after Che gave us the Serbs'

spot on the food chain, man.

It could blow up in our fuckin' face, Tommy.

We gonna have to be careful about our next move.

Well, then we take this hit. We keep building the coalition.

We keep growing.

And then we come back

and undercut that motherfucker Miguel.

We take his entire customer base.

We get what we can now and take the rest later.

We play the long game.

A'ight. So what now?

Now we lock in the Italians.

That motherfucker's a dead man walking.

You gonna kill him?

Hey, yo, D!

What's up, man? You talk to Kilo yet?

You smooth that shit out or what?

Nah, man. It's gonna take a minute.

Just be patient. You good.

Now, look, patience is the one thing I don't have.

All right? I need you to put me to work.

I need a plug. I moved out. I'm on my own.

Well, shit, you talk to your Uncle Tommy?

I haven't seen him yet,

but you said you was supposed to smooth that shit out too.

Yeah, well, a lot of shit is going down right now,

and it's not the time to talk to your uncle, man.

Man, fuck Tommy. He don't run my life.

Tommy is my business partner,

and I'm not gonna let your little ass

ruin a good thing.

Now I told you,

I'ma get your spot back with the guys.

It's just gon' take a beat.

I'm tired of waitin' around this motherfucker, man.

If your ass don't listen to me,

you gon' end up in jail for killin' a cop.

Or you gon' catch a bullet for killin' Mad Dog.

So sit your little ass down

until I tell you otherwise.

I'm gon' get you back with CBI,

but if you can't show me you can take orders,

then maybe you shouldn't be fuckin' with us at all.

Now get yo' ass outta here.

Claudia, I have some good news. Your story checks out.

Thank you for believing me.

For the record, I didn't believe you.

But I did my homework, talked to the right people.

You will live.

For now.

Tell Ortega that if we work together,

we can have Shanti and Tommy killed.

I have people on the outside who can--

It's handled. They'll both be killed tonight.

Good.

Where does that leave me and your client?

You and Ortega are business partners

until I tell you otherwise.

Wait.

Can you guarantee me protection while I'm in here?

You're alive right now, aren't you?

What's up, Kilo? What you need?

The shorty that killed my nephew,

I need him dead, now.

I-I thought that we agreed

that I'll just keep an eye on him for you.

Right? And when you get up outta here,

I'll serve him up to you and you put the bullet in him yourself.

That's what we said.

Yeah.

But nah.

See, I can't fucking sleep

knowing that that little motherfucker is still alive.

I need him dead, now.

I want the little motherfucker dead just as much as you do.

Right?

- But this shit-- - Ain't not "buts," nigga.

See, if you and Diamond wanna keep the peace,

and keep us in this coalition, you'll get it done.

But the longer that little motherfucker's above ground,

the weaker I appear, and I can't be havin' that shit.

- You feel me, my G? - Yeah.

Yeah, I got you.

I got you.

I'ma get it done.

Well, why the fuck you still sittin' here?

Clock's tickin'.

You got a week.

Kilo want that nigga D-Mac toe-tagged,

like, yesterday.

- What the fuck? - Yeah.

He givin' us a week.

What's up? What you thinkin'?

If he can wait a week,

he can wait two, maybe three.

We play his grief to our advantage.

We keep D-Mac alive as long as we can.

No, wait. What you mean keep him alive?

If we don't deliver him to Kilo,

then he comin' for CBI,

specifically me and Diamond.

Not if we play our hand right.

All right, spit it out, woman. Hurry the fuck up.

Kilo wants D-Mac dead,

so we make him foam at the mouth.

A rabid dog will attack the first thing it sees.

We'll show Kilo that Tommy and Diamond

were the ones protecting D-Mac,

and just sit back and watch as he tears them to pieces.

Kilo will kill Tommy and Diamond for us

so we can rightfully collect what's ours.

You still good with takin' out your brother, right?

No, yeah. Yeah.

I mean, the shit gotta happen, right?

We'll bring D-Mac close...

give him what all these little boys

hustlin' in the street want.

Ice, bank, and membership.

First we'll feed him,

then we'll leave the light on every night,

then we assign him his duties.

Little nigga will be eatin' outta our hands until we decide

to serve him up to Kilo.

Which'll be when Tommy and Diamond are dead.

You don't have to run, Vic.

There has to be another way to fix things.

No, there isn't.

- If anything happens to me-- - Stop!

You're scaring me, Vic.

Paulie is dead. I can't lose you too.

Beth...

I loved you and Uncle Paulie

like a mother and father.

I miss him.

And I'll miss you too.

If anything happens to me,

you should give this envelope to the U.S. Attorney, okay?

It'll give them everything they need.

It'll be enough to take everyone they want down.

I won't be seeing you again.

No. You won't.

This is payback for all the shit we put you through.

It should be enough to get you everything

Paulie ever wanted you to have.

Okay?

I love you and Paulie so much.

I always have and I always will.

So I went to holla at Kilo and, um...

- and, uh... - Okay, and what, man?

Bro, and that nigga want D-Mac head.

Like now. Okay?

The man say he can't sleep

knowing that D-Mac's still breathing, bro.

Well, a dead D-Mac will fuck up everything that we built.

I know.

Look, I tried, okay?

I tried to convince that nigga to keep a cool head,

remind him of the coalition's policies,

no cops, no violence, all of that shit.

He wasn't trying to hear.

That shit was falling on deaf ears

with that motherfucker, for real.

We fucked, bro.

If we do this shit for Kilo,

we eventually gotta deal with Tommy ass.

And if we don't do it, then we weaken the coalition,

chop some bread off the top,

and we put a target on our back.

And we don't need no smoke with the RDs right now.

That ain't good for nobody.

Fuck it.

Get rid of the problem. Secure the bag.

Now, if Tommy woulda handled this like I asked him,

we wouldn't be in this fucking position.

All right. Say less.

I'ma kill the little motherfucker.

All right, J.

But make sure this kill cannot trace back to us.

Understand?

Tommy can't find out about it.

- A'ight. - It'd fuck up the whole game.

A'ight.

Hey, but you, um...

You know you shouldn't even feel bad

about doing this shit behind Tommy back.

Now that nigga damn sure don't tell you everything he be doing.

- What you gettin' at, bro? - Word on the street is,

your boy Tommy been crackin' Miguel's sister.

- Mireya? - Yeah.

And how you know this?

One of the guys said they seen her

coming outta Tommy's crib under the late night act.

And you know me. Me and Tommy got a little history,

so I tried to be cool, mind my business.

That's why I ain't say shit, bro.

That's why I ain't say shit.

But, with what we 'bout to do right now,

I just thought you should know.

A'ight?

Well, you got anything else that you holdin' onto

that I should know?

Nah, bro.

Legit. A'ight?

Now I'ma go handle that D-Mac shit, on God.

You take care of Tommy. We good.

I'ma hit you.

Fuck.

Yo, yo! There you are. Where you been at?

Had to handle some shit.

Yeah, me too.

I got the Italians on lock.

- I'm handling our business. - Bullshit.

What you mean?

I know about you and Mireya, Tommy.

- Oh yeah? What you know? - Everything.

Is that why you didn't press the Albanians harder?

'Cause you didn't wanna start shit with Miguel?

I fuckin' pressed them. Was you not there?

Motherfucker told us to go fuck ourselves.

What the fuck was I supposed to do?

Man, the hell you did, man.

You don't wanna fucking start shit with Miguel.

I wanna crush that motherfucker.

Look...

My personal life ain't gon' be a problem

when it comes to our business.

It's already a problem, Tommy.

No, it ain't.

- 'Cause I'll handle it. - ..."I'll handle it."

No, you fucked up, Tommy.

You did me dirty by not telling me about Mireya.

We do business together. We make money.

We growin' this shit.

But if you continue to keep me in the dark,

our business ain't gonna last.

- Is that a threat? - I'm spittin' facts.

No more lies. No more hiding shit from me.

Or I walk.

You right, D.

I shoulda told you about all that shit.

No more hidin' stuff between us. I just wanna make money.

We gonna take Miguel out and be the only Chicago connect.

That plan has not changed.

And it never will.

Trust me.

Hm.

Are we good?

Yeah. We're good.

But don't fuck up again, or you gonna be down a partner.

Got that Claudia news.

Can't believe that bitch is still alive.

Yeah, that's some lucky white girl shit.

- Yeah. - That's why you don't send

a damn amateur to do a pro's job.

Old girl was supposed to be a top hitter.

So how we gon' get to this bitch now?

We keep shivving her till it takes.

You expecting company?

I don't fuckin' like company.

Who the fuck sent you?

It's an ambush!

That's for gettin' your brains on my wall, bitch.

Beg for your life, puta!

Fuck you.

Come on.

Who sent these motherfuckers?

Marquez cartel.

I shoulda known they'd come for us when Claudia survived.

I've got good news.

The DNC wants you to run for mayor?

No.

- I mean, yes, but... - I knew it.

I mean, you came outta that meeting way too happy.

Bobby, that's not what I was gonna say.

Listen.

- Vic Flynn is alive. - Really?

- Well, where is he? - He's fine.

He's gonna help us to get his sister.

Bobby, we are finally gonna nail these fuckers.

Stacy... I don't care.

What do you mean you don't care?

That was the whole point of the task force.

Stacy, the whole point of the task force

has been your fucking ego.

I care about the work, Stacy.

Okay? Not the optics.

Yeah, I lost Rankin, and you don't even seem to care.

I already told my commander. I'm quittin' the task force.

Hey, Miguel.

You should be careful, Egan.

You about to fuck around and find out,

sneaking up on somebody like that.

We, uh...

We ain't gonna have a problem, are we?

The whole Albanian thing.

Oh, no, you beat me to the punch on that.

I'ma let you have it.

- You gon' let me? - Mm-hmm.

You ain't gonna let me have shit.

I took 'em from you,

and ain't a goddamn thing you can do about it.

See, that's what I came to talk to you about.

Lot of other cruisers gonna need to eat

now that Mirkovic is off the map.

And all of them is in play,

just so we understand each other.

Remember, Egan, just because I let Mireya be with you...

don't mean I'm gonna let you win in these streets.

Now let me be clear with you, Miguel.

Me and Mireya's gonna be together

with or without your permission.

And I can't wait to beat your ass in these streets,

so step to me, motherfucker.

You don't wanna fuck with me, Egan.

Oh, I ain't comin' after you, Miguel.

This ain't personal. You thought this was personal?

Nah, this is about business.

See, I'm talking straight facts here.

Capitalism. Oh, but Che'd understand that.

So let the best man win.

Chan told me the attempt on Tommy and Shanti failed.

Fuck.

Okay, you need to get to Ortega

and let him know that anything

and everything I have is in with him.

Are you sure that's the right move?

Yes. Tell him that as long as I'm alive,

Tommy will keep coming for me.

I'm not sure if I can handle all this.

Baby, listen.

I need you to be strong for me.

Okay?

Us.

Can you do that for me?

We can get through this together.

None of this means anything to me without you.

I'll do anything for you, Cloudy.

I love you so much.

Look, I know what I asked of you is almost impossible,

but... you have to try, Tommy.

He's my brother.

Mireya, I promise you I will never kill Miguel.

Go.

Nah...

I know what life I'm signing up for.

I'll be waiting for you.

Go.

This is the biggest, baddest game in town.

- Winner takes all. - Hey!

Hey, ten Gs says he hits snake eyes.

- Oh, shit! - It's on, motherfucker.

- Yeah, come on! Let's go! - Come on, eight.

Get me my bag!

Oh! Oh!

Yeah! That's right, motherfuckers!

- He did it! He did it! Shit. - Give me my money!

- How'd you... - What?

- Whoo! - Let's go! Let's go!

Man...

This is a nice ride, man.

- Get the fuck in the car. - What?

I ain't takin' no orders from you.

Diamond sent me.

A'ight? I got a job for you. Get the fuck in the car, nigga.

It's about time you niggas started recognizin' my talents,

you know what I mean?

About time.

Don't even think of moving...

or they'll be picking out pieces of your brain

from these walls for weeks.

I saw you talkin' to that fed bitch.

I never took you for a snitch, Vic.

How long have you known?

A while now.

I'm disappointed in you, Victor.

You know what's your first mistake?

What?

You thought you could outsmart me.

Never bet against me, Vic, 'cause I'ma always win.

You gonna kill me right here?

No.

Not tonight.

I got other plans for you.

Yeah?

Like what?

Now I own you, Vic.

You're gonna be my inside man in the feds.

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