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Previously on Force... +++

I know that someone in the organization Flynn 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 you are.

- You Miguel's girl? - Mireya,...

your brother wants to see you.

Mireya, she off limits.

I don't want you on my border.

We comin' for the Nort Side, and I dare you to try to stop us.

I thought you had died!

And I promise, 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 gonna get your task force.

If Ds 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 pm, not 9.00pm.

- Is everything good on your end? - Yeah. We're all good. We're set for 9.00pm.

I was with Dad when they showed up early.

Looks like Dublin's calling.

Pull the fucking trigg...

The king is dead. Everything 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 imprisonment 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 acomplish.

We got Mirkovic, Claudia and the Marquez cartel.

I wannat 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's 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 fuckin' 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.

BONES: FLYNN TOOK A CALL. HE WANTS OUT OF HERE.

Hey!

Hey, Tommy. Wait, man.

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

- Go get Vic. - What there was?

The feds are heading to the scene.

You need to get to him first.

- Where are you going? - I have to take care of something else.

More important than that? Tommy, you look weird, man.

Tell us what's going on!

Just do it, dammit.

Yeah. All right.

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Miguel?

Miguel, have you lost your fuckin' mind?

- You can't keep me here. - Fuck yeah, I can.

You fucked your own family so Egan could get closer to Ché.

You betrayed me, Mireya.

Betrayed you? How?

By sleeping with my enemy.

You chose that puto over me.

Your own blood!

You...

You're not my fucking sister.

Yes, I'm your fucking sister, Miguel.

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

I can be with who I want to be...

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

Of course you make this about you.

Out of all the guys...

you chose that motherfucker to be with?

He would do anything for me.

He's not like every other guy I've been with... (Ñ)

who would do anything you tell them do. (Ñ)

He's not afraid of you, Miguel. (Ñ)

And that's exactly why I love him.

You want to behave like a child? (Ñ)

I will treat you like a child. (Ñ)

That motherfucker, you will not see him again. (Ñ)

You'll stay here until I determone what to do with you.

Hers, let me help you.

Right there. ¿You see that?

Pull the trigger.

Go ahead, kill me.

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? Hmmm

Mireya, put the gun down before you get hurt youself.

I will do this right fucking now, Miguel.

I'm sick of living under your control.

I'll do this right now.

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

You know what?

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 fuckin will. Because if you don't,...

I'm gonna tell Ché who really killed Armando.

That's right. I'm gonna tell Ché you killed his son...

so that you could be the leader of Insane Princes.

No. No, fuck that. You wouldn't tell.

I'm your brother.

Test me.

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

and let us live our lives together,...

then I promise you I won't say a word to Ché.

Ever.

Ok.

Fuck you.

'cause You ain't going nowhere.

What the fuck is going on?

Yo, G, get y'll 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 nowhere till...

...you fill me in on everything. Im done playing fucking games.

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

Let's go, white guy.

- Get the fuck off me! - Shut the fuck up!

- Move, bitch! - Take his ass outta here!

God damn.

Fuck, Shanti.

God damn, baby.

God damn.

OK.

Well damn.

Oh, man. Come here.

God Ddmn, Shanti.

You got that good-good, baby.

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

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

For real.

- You thirsty? - Hell yeah.

Thank you.

We really got this nigga Tommy out off the fucking map.

Hell yeah.

- Oh, Shit. - What time is it?

It's 6am.

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. Ok? 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 problably just... makin' Tommy suffer, you know?

I watched this nigga torture someone.

He like to take his easy.

So chill out.

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

- Ok? - Ok.

All right. All right.

Clear.

You sure this was the right location?

Yeah, I'm fuckin' sure, Hardwick.

NARCOTICS

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'll kill you.

Fucker!

Get him on his feet.

You're a fuckin' punk.

You fuckin' coward!

The only you're alive is 'cause I ain't put you in the fuckin' ground yet.

Well then, then you best kill me...

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

Go, 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 do business in my streets.

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

But if any anything happens to her...

I swear to fucking God, Egan...

I'll skin you alive.

Let him go. (Ñ)

Ortega wants to assure you that he'll be getting all of you out of this mess.

Tell him I apreciate everything that he is doing.

If you sign these papers, we can start talking extradition.

Once you'ra in transport...

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

especially when they're is well paid by my client.

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. Ok?

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.

Yes, anything. What?

I need you to promise me that you will never hurt Miguel.

Babe, you can't ask me for that when...

If you 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.

Ok, well...

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

Well, Victor Flynn is dead.

The number one priority for this task force moving foward,...

is to bring down Tommy Egan.

We have top players from three major organizations in costudy.

The number one priority should be convictions.

I agree.

We shoudn't take our eye off the ball.

- What? - Ma'am, Donna Jackson is here...

for you from the Democratic National Committee.

GOODBYE

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 need 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 didn't think the new prosecutor was pleased with my case against the CPD.

We can play up the cop husband angle.

Everbody likes Bobby. He makes you look good.

This is such an honor.

Great. We will handle all the press.

You can focus on the RICO case.

Go nail those fuckers to the wall.

Thank you.

Why are you keeping me in the dark?

Vic, back the fuck up!

Mothefucker!

- Everythin ok? - You know...

how close we just was to getting popped?

Wh.. 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 killed already.

Shanti fuckin' Showstopper.

The 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 adress to everybody I coudln'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 already 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 it to collect from every-fucking-body that owe us a bag.

We meet back here at 10pm.

- I have a plan. - You got it.

Oh, you want me to go now? No, 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 have 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.

Who knew.

- What? - Mirkovic. Dead.

- What? - Yeah, man.

My contact in lockup just tapped in and said that...

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 Ché ain't gonna want a street war,

- that's for damn sure. - We can let Ché think we cool...

with sharing these streets with Miguel, but you and me both know...

we gonna destry that motherfucker...

and be the only connect here in Chicago.

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

That's it, damn it.

Who's the biggest crew the Serbs were supplying?

Up, Albanians. Yep. And they got a social club over on Irving Park.

Let's go pay those motherfuckers a little visit.

Ok. 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 a federal lockup.

So the raid was a win for the Department of Justice?

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 the white boy.

Just me and you at the top of the 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 dogging 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 need you with us tonight.

What about me?

Shanti,... I 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 ok. 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?

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!

- 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 form him ourselves.

You're right.

'cause I swear, babe,...

I'm been trying to step on this mothefuckin' coclroach...

ever since he got to Chicago.

This a slippery mothefucker.

It'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 outselves.

You're right. You always right.

- Fuck! - What? What's wrong?

It's King Kilo. The nigga said 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.

It doesn't make sense, Vic. We werrn't working with her.

Tommy has no reason to think she flipped.

I think they're playing you.

They're not playing me. Shanti had a side hustle with Claudia.

she's 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'm not your problem.

I am 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 is lying to us in any way, you'll wind up like Mirkovic.

You would be dead already if there weren't so so many eyes on you in here.

Accountability is very important to my client.

So is revenge.

Then tell Ortega that he needs kill Shanti and Tommy Egan.

They are 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 came in peace.

What you doing here?

I don't know you.

We came 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 interest together.

Ah, but see, I think we do.

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

but, uh, Mirkovic got murked (killed).

That means the Serbs is out, and 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? *(mirar temps) - 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.

- Mothefucker... - Well, how much he charge you for a key (kilo)?

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

Try us.

Thirty.

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

I don't go back on my word.

Look, I ain't asking you to do anything 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 mothefucker Miguel poach out costumers...

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.

It's good.

Okay. Shit, Tommy, thinkin' it, through, mam,...

we can't start a war with Miguel...

right after Ché 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 mothefucker Miguel.

We take his entire costumer base.

We get what we can now and the rest after.

We play the long game.

Ain't. So what now?

Now we lock in the Italians.

Egan made a play for the Albanians. He isn't gonna go away easily. (Ñ)

Egan will get what he deserves. (Ñ)

The motherfucker's a dead man walking.

You gonna kill him?

What about Ché?

If you kill Tommy, Ché'll come for you.

I won't do it myself, dummy.

Ché will not know what happened.

Neither will Mireya.

We're gonna do everything low key...

and Egan will be dead.

what's that look like?

LWe're gonna use our head.

One of Egan's other enemies will take him off of the map for us.

We're gonna serve him up on a platter.

Hey, yo, D.

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

You amooth that shit out or what?

Nah, man. It's gonna take minute. Just be patient. You good

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

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

I need a plug. I move 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 doesn'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'm a get your spot back with the guys.

It's just gon' take a beat.

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

If your ass don't listen to me, you gon' end up jail...

- for killin' a cop. - Or you gon' catch a bullet...

for killing Mad Dog.

So sit your 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' 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.

How 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 here?

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

What's up, Kilo? What do 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 fuckin sleep a wink knowing that little mothefucker is still alive.

I need him dead, now.

I want the little mothefucker 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 fell me, my G? - Yeah.

Yeah, I got you.

I got you.

I'm get it done.

Well, why the fuck you still sittin' here?

Clock's tickin'.

You got a week.

Kilo wants 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 you 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...

hustin' 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?

FEDERAL ATTORNEY

It'll be them everything they need.

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

I won't be seeing you again.

No. You don'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, um... - 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 that shit.

He wasn't trying to hear.

This shit was falling on deaf ears with that mothefucker for real.

We're 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 (the money decreases), and we put a target on our back.

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

This ain't good for nobody.

Fuck it.

Get rid of the problem. Secure the bag (guarantee the money).

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

we wouldn't be in this fucking position.

All right. Say less.

I'm a kill the littke mothefucker.

All right, J. But make sure this kill cannot trace back to us. Understand?

- Tommy can't find out about it. - All right.

- It'd fuck up the whole game. - All right.

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 do you know this?

One of the guys said they seen her...

comming 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're about to do right now, I just thought you should know.

All right?

Well, you got anything else that you holdin' onto...

- that I should know? - Nah, bro.

Legit, all right? Now I'm go handle that D-Mac shit, on God.

You take care of Tommy. We good.

I'll call you.

Fuck.

Yo... yo! There you are. Where have you been?

Had to handle some shit.

Yeah, me too. The got the Italians on lock.

I'm handling our business.

Bullshit.

What you mean?

I know about you and Mireya, Tommy.

- Oh yeah? What do you know? - Everything.

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

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

I fuckin' pressed them. Was you not there?

Mothefucker 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 mothefucker.

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 this a threat?

I'm spittin' facts.

No more lies. No more hiding shit from me.

Or I walk.

You're 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.

The plan hasn't changed. And it never will.

Trust me.

- Hmmm. - 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.

Are you execting company?

I don't fuckin' like company.

Who the fuck sent you?

I'm going to kill you! (Ñ)

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 mothefuckers?

The Marquez Cartel.

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

I've got good news.

The Democrats 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're 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'll let you have it.

You gon' let me?

You ain't gonna let me have shit.

I took 'em from you,...

and you 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 (gangs) gonna need to eat,...

now that Mirkovic is off map.

And all of them is in play,...

just so we can understand each other.

Remember, Egan,...

just because I let Mireya to be with you,...

doesn'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. Did you think it was personal?

No, this is about business.

I'm talking straight facts here.

Capitalism.

Oh, but Ché'd understand that.

So let the best man win.

Chan told me the attempt on Tommy and Shanti failed.

Fuck.

Ok, you need to get to Ortega and let him know tahe 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 don't sure if I can handle all this.

Baby, listen.

I need you to be strong for me. Ok?

For us.

Can you do this 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! Teh Gs says he hits snake eyes.

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

- 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 do 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' orders from you.

Diamond sent me. All right?

I have 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 picking out pieces of your brain from these walls for weeks.

I saw you talkin' with that federal bitch.

I never took you for a snitch, Vic.

How long have you known?

A while now.

I'm disappointed in you, Victor.

Do you know what's your first mistake?

- What? - You thought you could outsmart me.

Never bet against me, Vic, 'cause I'll 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 gonna be my inside man in the feds.