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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]

♪

- 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]

♪

- ♪ The soul man