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[jackhammer pounding]

[jackhammer pounding]

- Boyce,

what are they doing out there?

It'’s 5:00 in the morning.

- The city is tearing up our sidewalk!

- Babe, you'’re yelling.

- [yelling] Am I?

I can'’t help it! I'’m deaf from the jackhammers!

[jackhammer pounding]

- Well, we'’re up now.

I might as well make some coffee.

- Good idea!

I'’m sorry. Good idea.

[jackhammer pounding]

- I don'’t know, babe-- you don'’t think

Saxby'’s behind this,do you?

- Come on, babe, I think the mayor

has better things to do.

[chain saw revving]

- What the hell?

- Now they'’re trimming the trees!

What is wrong with these people?

It'’s still dark outside.

- Look-- [chain saw revving]

Think about it, Boyce.

When you embarrassed Saxby at that debate,

he promised to destroy you.

- Nah, I mean,

I did whup him pretty good, though,

but, I mean, come on, babe.

[pipe shudders]

- Our water is cut off.

- Let me see that.

Did--did you check the thing?

[pipe shudders]

Babe, the water'’s cut off.

- Mm-hmm.

[chain saw revving, jackhammer pounding]

Seriously?

You think all that'’s just a coincidence?

- I mean, come on, babe, Saxby is bad,

but not even he is that bad.

[electricity crackles]

That dirty mother--

[jackhammer pounding]

[soul music]

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- Just see that he gets the message.

That dumbass from the teachers'’ union

will not return my calls.

- I can believe it.

- Why?

What are you saying?

- Well, I'’m just saying that sometimes

you can come off a little bit--

- What? Out with it.

- Rude.

Okay, your people skills

can use some work, seriously.

Like just now, on the phone,

you were like, "Look, sweetie,

"do you think you can get off of Instagram

and write down a message for me?"

You were very condescending to that girl.

- Okay, first of all,

that was a guy.

- Not after you got through with him.

- You guys are late.

- I know.

We had to park ten blocks away.

- Yeah, and these Jimmy Choos

ain'’t made for walkin'’.

- It'’s crazy, ain'’t it?

Saxby just suddenly makes

our whole block a "no parking" zone.

- You know, I can'’t believe a mayor of a big city

could be this petty.

- I'’ve seen this before.

Hell, I have donethis before.

You humiliated the man; he is lashing out.

You'’re lucky that'’s all he'’s done.

- Oh. [chuckles]

That ain'’t all of it.

He cut off our power and water too.

- I didn'’t even get a chance to shower this morning.

- I did.

I just took a bottle of Fiji

and hit the important parts.

- You know, this is ridiculous.

This is another example of Saxby abusing his power.

He can'’t get away with this.

- Yes, he can. He runs the city.

He'’s got all the unions in his pocket.

- I got pockets.

Put some unions in my pockets.

- It'’s not that easy,Boyce.

Saxby holds the city'’s checkbooks;

they'’re scared of crossing him.

- Plus, they don'’t like Alicia and won'’t return her calls.

- Stamps, why don'’t you go bench-press something?

- For your information,

it'’s leg day.

- Look, I'’m not gonna let Saxby play me like that.

I'’m calling a press conference,

and I'’m gonna tear that sucker apart.

- That would be a mistake, Boyce.

- Well, what the hell am I supposed to do, then?

- Don'’t you understand?

If you go on the news making wild accusations

about the mayor cutting off your power,

you'’ll be playing right into Saxby'’s hands.

He'’s just gonna paint you as an angry black man.

- [scoffs]

I was awoken this morning by a jackhammer.

I didn'’t get my morning coffee.

My pinkie toe is killing me

from walking ten blocks.

You damn right I'’m an angry black man.

- Boyce, I am mad as hell!

- Ooh, another angry black man!

- What'’s wrong, Daddy?

- The city revoked our bingo permit.

Out of the blue!

We'’ve been holding bingo night

at that rec center for 30 years.

- Saxby strikes again.

- I mean, what kind of monster

would take bingo away from a group

of old, lonely people with nothing to--

[stutters]

And young people,

who have plenty to do.

You know, bingo is for everybody.

- Well, Boyce, the garbage men

picked up everybody'’s trash except for ours.

- Of course.

- Every week, those fools catcall me.

"Hey, baby, I'’ll pick up all your trash."

And I never report them because it'’s a tough job

and they got good taste.

And that'’s how they gon'’ do me?

- I hear you, babe,

but we can'’t fall into Saxby'’s trap, all right?

I can'’t go down there all angry

like Ice Cube in "Straight Outta Compton."

I have to be more cuddly,

like Ice Cube in "Are We There Yet?"

[air brake hisses]

- Oh, you hear that? They'’re back.

Hey!

You missed my cans!

- You know we did, sweet thing!

- We missed the whole package!

[horn honks twice]

- Y'’all nasty! [engine revs]

We got no power, no water,

but we got garbage.

- Come on, babe, let'’s just stay strong, all right?

And we'’re gonna wait this Saxby thing out.

Okay.

- Boyce. - Mm?

- The TV is electric.

- I knew that.

- Guys, guys, I'’ve been trying to call you.

Why aren'’t you answering your phones?

- We can'’t charge our phones.

Saxby cut our power, remember?

- Yep, no juice.

both: We know!

- Okay, we have a problem.

Remember Alicia said we shouldn'’t overreact

to Saxby'’s dirty tricks?

- Yeah. - Mm, so?

- Daddy didn'’t get the memo.

all: No bingo, no peace.

No bingo, no peace. No bingo, no peace.

- What the hell is happening to my life?

all: No bingo, no peace.

- Candidate Ballentine has no comment

on the situation at the rec center.

No, I am not making

an official statement at this time.

Okay, fine, Bob, off the record,

you'’re a douche.

- There you go again with the sweet talk.

- I don'’t have the luxury of being polite.

That was the third reporter to call in the last 20 minutes.

- All I'’m saying is, you back people into corners;

then they have no choice but to fight you.

You need to give them a way out,

let them have a win.

- I don'’t give wins.

- Okay, but you catch more flies with honey

than you do with vinegar.

- Well, that'’s stupid.

I don'’t want flies.

There you are.

Please tell me you have your dad with you.

- Nah, he'’s still at it.

I haven'’t seen him this worked up since

Peking Dragon took the MSG out their food.

- He wanted the MSG?

- No, he just felt that

if they removed something, they should charge less.

- Boyce, we need to be putting all of our energy into

getting the support of the unions.

The unions will make or break us.

I don'’t have time for geezer-wrangling.

- Look, I know my dad is out of his mind right now,

but what do you want me to do?

- Get him to end this ridiculous protest.

It'’s distracting, and every hour that it goes on

is like a gift to the Saxby campaign.

Why don'’t we just wrap it up and put it

in one of those stupid baskets with

all the fruit carved to look like flowers?

- Stupid? I gave you

one of those for your birthday.

- And I gave it to a homeless man.

I am not kidding here, Boyce.

There'’s supposed to be a quinceañeratonight

at the rec center, and I am not gonna let Barton

run that little girl'’s big night.

- Wow. You see, Stamps?

She does have a heart.

- '’Cause if that brat gets on the news,

we can kiss the Latino vote good-bye.

- Well, look who missed us.

Brown sugar at two o'’clock.

- I know that walk anywhere.

228 Wilmore Street.

- You remember my address,

but you forgot to pick these up.

- Well, if you have a complaint, why don'’t you come up here

and tell it to the Complaints Department?

Oh, she'’s coming over here.

- Why'’d you tell her to come over here?

- They usually never come over here.

- All right, guys, this is how this is going to go.

You will drive by my house; you will pick up my garbage.

If you pick up my neighbor'’s trash

and you don'’t pick up mine, we got a problem.

Do you want to have a problem with me?

- No, no, no, ma'’am. No, we don'’t.

We'’re just following orders.

- Mm-hmm.

And what do you do

when you receive orders that you know are wrong?

- In the army, I think you still have to follow '’em.

- Are you in the army?

- No, ma'’am, no. No, ma'’am.

- Good. I didn'’t think so.

So the question is, are you gonna do the right thing?

Are you garbage men,

or are you garbage boys?

- Well, we prefer the term "sanitation technicians,"

but we see your point.

- Good. I got four bags

of lawn clippings in my car, so come on.

- Well, actually, ma'’am, those go to the facility--

- Oh. We can take those.

- Not a problem.

- How long we doing this?

- Until we get justice.

- Well, how long is justice gonna take?

'’Cause I need to pee.

- I told you to pee before we chained ourselves.

- I did, but a girl in her 40s

can'’t hold her water all day.

- 40s! [laughs]

- Yes, Frank, 40s!

Same age as them raggedy-ass pants you got on.

- Pop, we'’re here to take you home.

- Yeah, come on, Dad, let'’s go. The fun'’s over.

- We'’re not leaving.

I don'’t care if we'’re here for a week.

- Oh, man. Now I got to pee too.

- Look, we can all go home and pee

like we'’re in a public swimming pool.

- ¿Quién es usted? ¿Por qué está aquí?

Tenemos la quinceañera de mi hija in dos horas.

- Wha--what'’s she saying? - Uh-uh--

- Boyce, let me.

Señoras, lo siento.

Es muy triste. Mi padre es viejo y loco.

- Now, I don'’t know Spanish,

but I know "loco" means "crazy."

- That'’s right, uh-- I said that you were crazy

for justice.

- Okay, yeah.

I am locofor justice.

- What the hell is a quiny-cera?

- It'’s a birthday party for a little girl, fool.

- Well, why is she in a wedding dress?

- I don'’t know. Maybe it'’s laundry day.

- Frank, Shirley, can we have some privacy?

- No.

- Well, just scoot around to the other side of the pole.

Come on, Dad, seriously, let'’s go.

- No.

- Look, you'’ve made your point.

You can hold your bingo someplace else.

- No, I won'’t.

- Of course you won'’t. Why would you?

'’Cause then you wouldn'’t be able to complain

that everything is so lousy now

compared to the way things used to be.

- You think I want to live in the past?

- Yes, I do, Dad.

- Oh, really?

When, exactly?

Do I want to go back

to growing up in the '’50s in Alabama?

Or how about the '’60s? You think I miss George Wallace?

He was a real hoot, wasn'’t he?

- That'’s not what I'’m saying, Dad.

- Son, I was told to back down by people

a hell of a lot scarier than Saxby,

dozens of them, in helmets, with sticks.

And I didn'’t back down, even if it meant

getting hauled off to jail, and you know why?

Because I believed that if I stood my ground,

my own children would have

an easier time of it than I did.

Maybe I shielded you too much, made you soft.

- I'’m not soft.

- Okay, not soft-- girly.

- That'’s not better, Dad.

Look, Dad, I'’m angry too.

I mean, I am.

The man cut off my water and power.

But I'’m trying to run for mayor here.

- I don'’t care!

Saxby is a tyrant and a bully.

Him taking this room away from us was wrong.

And you need to know, I don'’t take wrong lying down.

So you can tell that nice, little Spanish girl

in the wedding dress that'’s she free to have

her party around me,

but I ain'’t leaving.

- Damn it.

- I'’m sorry, son.

- [sighs] No.

I mean, damn it, you'’re right.

I don'’t care what Alicia says.

I'’ve been laying down too long.

It'’s time for me to fight back.

- But before you go fight back,

could you bring me a bucket?

- Make that two.

- What the hell has happened to my life?

- Lollipop! - I'’m in the kitchen!

- Hey, babe.

I made a decision.

It'’s time to fight back.

- Great. What are you gonna do?

- I have no idea.

I just know it'’s not a time to sit around and be girly.

- [laughs] Sounds like somebody'’s

been talking to their daddy.

- Yeah, but look,

the reason Saxby is killing me right now

is because he has the unions on his side.

I got to find a way to get to them.

- What? Wait a minute. Do garbage men have unions?

- Well, they prefer to be called...

[together] Sanitation technicians.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Guys, let me ask you a question.

You seem like decent, stand-up guys,

but when the city asks you

to do something you know is wrong,

doesn'’t it make you mad?

- Yeah, but what can I do?

I got student loans up the wazoo.

I thought I was gonna be a doctor.

- Oh.

Well, I'’m sorry to hear that.

- No, I'’m in a good place.

- But see, that is the only thing that really matters.

- Excuse me, I-- I-I was getting to something.

Look, guys, look, I have a message that you need to hear,

but your union leadership

won'’t even let me through the door.

So if you can just get your guys together,

get your union rep, and just give me five minutes,

that'’s all I ask.

- Man, I don'’t know.

- Boy, he'’s trying to improve your life!

Now, I know we not gonna have a problem.

- No. - No, we'’ll make some calls.

- Good. That'’s good news.

Now, I look forward to talking to you, all right?

And by the way,

she scares me too.

- Boyce!

- Barton, enough is enough.

The KTAZ news van just pulled up.

Let'’s end this before any more damage is done.

- Bring on the cameras.

Until we get justice, the only way we'’re leaving

this rec center is in cuffs or body bags.

- Huh? - Oh, whoa, whoa!

Body bags? This is just bingo.

Now, I'’ll miss a few of my stories for it,

but I ain'’t ready to die.

- Yeah, I got a bingo app on my phone.

- Go ahead, quitters, go!

You'’re dead to me.

- See you Sunday. - Bye, Barton.

- Yeah, see you Sunday.

- What'’s the problem here?

- Well, what do you know? They called in the po-po.

- Officer, this confused man

accidentally chained himself to the column.

- I'’m not confused. I'’m standing up for my rights.

I'’m loco for justice.

- Either way, just cut him loose and get him out of here.

- Well, I don'’t know.

What I'’m seeing is a peaceful demonstration.

- Peaceful?

He made that 15-year-old girl cry.

- Ma'’am, she'’s a 15-year-old girl;

it'’s what they do.

- Thank you so much for mansplaining puberty.

Now, why don'’t you do your job, Sparky?

- No, uh-- excuse me, Officer.

[chuckles]

Are you listening to yourself?

You need to calm down.

- Yeah, but this whole thing is so stupid.

- Not to them, it'’s not.

Look, there'’s a way out of this where everybody wins.

Just be quiet for a minute and watch me catch some flies.

- Don'’t want flies.

- Listen, um, Officer...Rhone.

[chuckles] You know, my father

can really be stubborn and set in his ways,

but he means the world to me.

Can you do me a favor?

- What? - Arrest him.

- Arrest him?

- Yeah, just do me a solid.

- Arresting your dad is doing you a solid?

- Trust me. You don'’t know my dad.

He won'’t back down.

I mean, this will go on and on and on and on.

This girl'’s party will be ruined.

You'’ll be here day after day

listening to him chant,

"No bingo, no peace."

Come on, arrest him.

The guy needs a win.

- [sighs]

All right.

Sir, you'’re under arrest.

- What are the charges?

- Uh...

- Trespassing, being a public nuisance.

- Yeah, trespassing and for being a public nuisance.

- Oh, what a surprise.

I challenge the city'’s power, and what do you know?

They bring the hammer down.

Ah, you don'’t have to tell me

I have the right to remain silent,

'’cause that ain'’t gonna happen.

Somebody get Jesse Jackson on the phone.

Bingo lives matter! Call the AARP!

- And that'’s why I'’m here today--

is to tell you that I'’m on your side.

[all murmuring in agreement]

- Look what'’s happened to you

under two terms of Ron Saxby.

You'’ve had a wage freeze for three years.

Your hours have gone up,

while your health benefits have gone down.

all: Yeah!

- Look, my friends,

you may be sanitation technicians,

but you should not be treated like garbage.

all: No!

- Saxby is a tyrant... all: Mm-hmm.

- And a bully, and the way that he treats the unions

that make this city work is wrong.

- Wrong! - Yeah!

- The way that he uses you

to do his dirty work--

Bill, Sully-- is wrong!

[all shouting]

And everybody knows

that two wrongs don'’t make a right.

all: No, no.

- The thing about being wrong is that my dad told me

you don'’t take wrong lying down.

all: Yeah! - He is right!

Saxby playing us for some chumps.

- Yes, he is. Yes, he is. - You tell '’em, Boyce.

- And we'’re not gonna take it anymore!

all: No! - There you go!

Let'’s throw that trash out of city hall!

all: Yeah!

- He'’s right! We got to fight back!

all: Yeah! - We going on strike.

- Uh, say what now? - Say what now?

- No, no, no, no, no, that'’s not what he meant.

all: Strike, strike, strike, strike, strike...

- I just wanted your endorsement, guys.

That'’s all I wanted. "Boyce, Boyce, Boyce, Boyce."

all: Strike, strike, strike...

- No, no, no, no, no...

- And as the sanitation workers'’ strike

enters its second week, the piles of garbage

and residents'’ tempers are running high.

- Nice work, Boyce.

- Again, I didn'’t tell them to strike.

- Well, I'’m proud of you, son.

You took a stand.

You didn'’t pay the heavy price that I did, but...

still, I'’m proud.

- Dad, you were in jail for five minutes.

- They let you keep your pocket knife.

- The point is, I did my stretch,

and now we got bingo back.

- Well, good for you, Shawshank.

Boyce, when this is all said and done,

I think people are gonna see you as a hero.

- Not if Saxby has his way.

Listen to this statement he made earlier today.

"This is what happens when a singerdecides

he can run the city-- it stinks."

- "It stinks"? That'’s not even clever.

- Boyce, don'’t even worry about it.

You know, Saxby'’s full of it.

The people aren'’t gonna blame you for this.

all: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

- The people might blame you a little.

- Oh!

[soul music]

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- ♪ The soul man