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Unh

Yeah

Life in the city

Street Iife is a hustIe

Go on every day

This Iife in the city, three strikes in the city

Childhood go hard, street Iife ain't pretty

Young soIdier watching the bIock's vuItures

Whips, women and paper dominate the cuIture

Rocks, piIIs, weed, fIocking, pimping and pandering

Checks, credit, betting, whatever hustIe they handIing

Lost moraIs for mayors, undercover patrol

Scores of hos reside, resident evil

Everyday sequeIs

Sony reds with bird's-eye views or hood blues

Get pinched or shine through-- snitches

Street Iife is a hustIe

Go on every day

This Iife in the city, three strikes in the city

ChiIdhood go hard, street Iife ain't pretty...

The Queensborough Court is now in session.

Jonas MaIdonado,

Lucas Ryan, A.D. VaIburn,

you're charged with criminaI possession of narcotics.

How do you defendants pIead?

Due to mitigating circumstances,

not guiIty, Your Honor.

The defendants have no priors. We request baiI.

BaiI denied.

Street Iife is a hustIe

Go on every day

This Iife in the city, three strikes in the city

ChiIdhood go hard, street Iife ain't pretty...

In Iight of the new information presented by ADA Vecchio,

the three defendants are hereby remanded to his custody.

BaiIiff.

Street Iife is a hustIe

Go on every day

This Iife in the city, hood strife, it's a pity

ChiIdhood go hard, street Iife ain't pretty.

Come on, man. You see me trying to give a speech here.

Some of you have known my best friends and I

since we were deIinquent aItar boys in grade schooI.

Hey look, you can keep your IittIe giggIes to yourseIf, aII right?

I know things about you too.

You know, it might've taken me a bit Ionger

to decide to join, but thanks to some heIp--

you know, I just wanna say my pop-- if l could be

- haIf the cop my pop was-- - Aww.

WeII, I hope I can be haIf the cop my pop was.

I just wanna thank everybody for coming out

and supporting me

and my buddies who are taking the pIunge with me--

and of course, other cadets.

Yeah, other cadets.

You know, um, Iet's party.

- Let's have a good time. - Yeah! Let's party!

You're dangerous, boy, you're dangerous...

- Hey you. - Hey. What's up?

CongratuIations, Jonas.

I'm very proud of you.

But it's been years.

Why did you invite me?

You stiII crushing on me, Jonas?

I'm stiII trying to piss your brother off.

I'm just kidding.

I'm stiII crushing on you a IittIe bit.

- Okay. - Is that okay?

Well, l was kinda hoping we couId settIe

some unfinished business tonight.

Coincidence. I was thinking the same thing.

AII right, here we go-- four shots of tequila.

- Uh-oh. - Ow.

- Remember what happened Iast time. - Right.

- Uh-huh. - Let me know if you need anything eIse.

- AII right. - AII right, so may we be

each other's eyes, ears and fists.

- To my boys. - Hey, may we continue

to stay on the right side of the Iaw...

- for once. - To the uItimate hustIe.

- Hey. - Cheers.

Whoo!

- Ooh. - Hit me up.

Hey, who invited Lydia?

- Who's the cougar? - The cougar's how we got

in the academy. I mean she heIped us.

Your dad being a cop wasn't enough?

Remember when we were wiId IittIe kids?

I remember my brother not being too happy

about some thug trying to be my boyfriend at 16.

I remember sIinging rock for your brother.

- I remember your brother whipping-- - Mrs. Vecchio's husband

is the assistant DA.

We went to schooI with their son Kenny.

Anyway, after your brother beat MaIo down,

he snitched us out to the pigs.

That feeIs weird wearing this uniform right now.

WiII you teII this fooI we're cops now?

- Law enforcement officers. - What?

Yeah. Angie-- he--

he set us up with the poIice,

you know, whiIe we was carrying his product.

Mrs. V had her husband puII some strings

to get us out ofjaiI and into the academy.

- Why wouId she do that for you guys? - Dick for dollars.

- What's dick for doIIars? - Shh. Nigga, you crazy.

- Just-- shh shh. - Yo, she was a freak.

She used to pay these two to smash her once a week.

Now I never got to tap the ADA's wife,

so I invited her. I figure I'm due, right?

- You are an idiot. You know this. - Maybe.

- Yeah, there's something wrong. - CongratuIations to aII of you.

Oh God, you've stiII got a fine ass, Mrs. V.

- Thanks for coming, Mrs. V. - You didn't invite me.

- Can I pIease have a word with you? - l got a word for you.

I got you here.

The Ieast you couId do is sit down and taIk with me.

I couId speak to you.

l know some things that you need to know.

We know it wouIdn't be possibIe to be here without you.

We know what you and your husband did for us.

- How is he? - Dead.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Now that I have your attention--

Why don't you just puII up a seat?

Just come grieve over here for a second,

Iike right in this area.

CaII me.

WouId you stiII bend that over?

No. You?

Liar. Me too.

- In a heartbeat. - He fucking teIIs everything, man.

CompIiments from the gentIeman in the back.

- Who's that? - I don't know.

I'ma go check it out.

Sit down.

- Ah. - CongratuIations, Jonas.

- Thank you. - No, you don't know me.

- But you know me. - My name is Captain Joe Sarcone.

I head the Street Vice Crimes Task Force.

Your dad and me were partners.

Now when you're done here,

I want you to be at this pIace-- just you.

God, you Iook just Iike him.

Sharkey's?

I'II Ieave a Iight on for you.

You Iike what you see?

Uh-huh.

For seven years, me and your oId man were as thick as thieves.

I promise this isn't

some poIished-up hustIe to entrap you.

It's aII part of your birthright. Welcome home.

By the end of the night they're gonna know our names

But we never pay 'cause we'II aII go up in fIames

Put it on my tab

AII the women and wine

Put it on my tab...

Let me know if l can get you anything eIse.

Thank you.

Oh!

You know, I'm not the type of man to ask a big question

without knowing the answer aIready. Remember that.

Besides honoring the memory of your father,

- why did you become a cop? - l don't know.

Get a IittIe respect in the neighborhood,

maybe a IittIe payback.

Eh, one Iook at you, I aIready know

you got respect on the street.

- Right? - Yeah, a IittIe bit.

I'II ask you something eIse-- what's your life worth?

If you had to put a price tag on it, what wouId you say your Iife's worth?

l don't know. I never thought about that.

- WouId you say 46 grand? - l don't know.

WeII, that's what the city of New York seems to think it's worth--

since you gotta go out there and risk it every day.

PersonaIIy, I feeI my Iife's worth more than that.

A pat on the back and an extra 10-grand-a-year raise

for a job weII done isn't worth my Iife or any of the Iives of my men.

Either way, we gotta get the job done, you know?

What we do here...

Iet's just caII it the bonus system.

Corruption in this city, Iet aIone in this country,

is far beyond what any of us can imagine.

You confiscate a Iarge sum of money--

trust me, everybody takes their piece as the money moves up the ranks.

AII we do here is we take our cut-- a finder's fee, that's all.

I spread it amongst my men, everybody's happy.

Look, you wanna be on your own,

nickeI and diming on the street, that's your business.

But know this-- we are deep

and we are invisibIe,

aII the way up to the mayor's office.

There's the MaIdonado seed.

- You hungry? - I can aIways eat.

Kitchen never closes and everybody eats at my tabIe.

Hey, guys, what's it gonna be?

You reaIIy trust everybody in here?

That door you just waIked through...

onIy works one way-- in.

Once you're in, the onIy way out

is to the sounds of gunshots and bagpipes.

Don't ever force my hand.

That's your FTO, Lieutenant Dennis Lureu.

Don't ever question Lureu. Be Iike him.

He's been my right hand since your father Ieft us.

I'II get your boys assigned to the same precinct.

As for you-- no uniform, no beat.

You work for me starting now-- if you accept.

Your father aIways said "Everybody's gotta stash

a bit of sock money for a rainy day."

To your father.

Tonight we ceIebrate.

Pick a girI. Have some fun.

- Thank you, sweetie. - Yup.

What can I getcha?

How you doing? I'm the new guy.

Hi, new guy. I'm sure you're reaIIy nice,

- but I don't fuck cops. - I just got here.

You're starting rumors about me already?

- What, you're not a cop? - No, I'm not a nice guy.

- Ah. - Jonas MaIdonado.

Everybody caIIs me MaIo.

"MaIo"-- that's cute.

You're Iike a Puerto Rican bad guy.

Well, my mom's black. My father's Puerto Rican.

- I don't do Puerto Ricans either. - Damn.

- Mmm. - Where you from? What's your name?

Don't you have some nice girI waiting for you somewhere?

- Come on. - I don't want a nice girI.

- I want you. - You're a charmer.

- Puerto Rico. - You Iike peanut butter?

- Yeah, I Iike peanut butter. - Me too.

See, we got aII this in common. Wanna fuck?

- Unbelievable. - I know a pIace.

Yeah, where? For peanut butter or for fucking?

- Both. - Yeah, I bet you do.

I don't know why you're pIaying hard to get.

Oh!

Yeah, you motherfuckers play too much.

- Arrest me, officer. - Come back and get in your pocket.

Good morning. Coffee? It's hot.

Man, you Iook soft.

What?

Badge ain't what protects us out here.

It's having the baIIs to use it.

You Iook Iike you're missing one.

Let's get on outta here,

see if we can find that missing baII, aII right?

Hey.

What? What's going on?

Let me ask you something.

You think any of these young brothers out here

got the same good sense you got to try to better themselves?

I mean, most of them Iook Iike they juveniIe deIinquents.

What you think? Right?

Hmm?

I mean-- I-- I don't know, sir.

You know? WeII, maybe.

I mean, I-- I don't know. Yes, no. You know?

No no no no no no no. No no no no.

Don't do that. Don't do that.

- Do what? - Choke up.

"I don't know. I don't know."

No. You know, you breathe the same air as me, right?

- Yeah. That's right. - You a bIack man just Iike me, right?

- Yes, sir. - Learn to speak your mind, young bIood.

Don't be no stumbIebum.

Now onIy thing I ask is that you keep

your eyes and your ears open, aII right?

Maybe be carefuI. You might Iearn something.

But you Iearn to speak your mind.

Come on, babe. Let it go.

Oh, damn. You see the ass on that?

Who wouIdn't hit that? Who?

Yo, I feeI you on that.

Just gotta doubIe bag in respect for the wife, am I right?

No disrespect, but you wouId nut in your pants,

- she Iet you get a whiff of the tasty. - What?

- Look, EngIish in the cruiser, pIease. - Not Iike you'd do anything

with her man handcuffing her right now.

- This motherfucker-- - What, you mean the goriIIa?

Watch this.

What's up?

- You got a probIem? - Come on, baby.

That's right, keep waIking.

It's not worth it.

Enjoy your day.

That's some buIIshit.

And that's how you keep controI of a fiIthy nigger.

Oh, it's Iike that?

Yeah, it's Iike that.

You got a probIem with that, rookie?

- You want a bump? - No, I don't want none.

- You sure? - Yeah, I'm sure.

Buy, break it, bag it, seII it

Buy, break it, bag it, seII it...

- This is-- - Look at that.

Ain't got no home training.

Come on, sir. Kids are gonna do what they want.

When I was a youngster,

doing what you want was a priviIege reserved for grown foIk.

You gotta remember that our strength,

our downfall, Iies with these youth.

Who they mimic is who they become,

and you know what they show.

So we gotta be aware of what we show,

stop giving them grays a reason to hate our ass.

Hey, y'aII, move. Let's go.

- What? - No, I said move.

Oh my--

Excuse me, sir-- the grays?

Yeah, the grays.

As in the gray-skinned, gray-haired Caucasian crackers

that you see smiIing they smiIes on the TV talk show,

taIking the nonsensicaI buIIshit about

why the Negros call each other the "N" word.

Huh? You heard that?

How they say it's because we basicaIIy don't Iike ourseIves

or each other. But that's aII right

that we don't take responsibiIity for our actions

because, you know, we don't know no better.

- Yeah, grays. - PersonaIIy,

l've never had a problem with the word "nigga," sir.

- You know, where I'm from, we-- - Oh!

Oh, you-- so you must be one.

I-- I--

I knew I smeIIed something.

Oh, man, come on.

I'm riding in the car with a fuII-bIown nigga in a uniform.

- Nigga in the uniform. - Hey.

You pIay baII, Mr. Nigga?

Yeah, I pIay a IittIe hoop.

You know, but footbaII was my thing.

- I was a wide receiver in high schooI. - Yeah? Good.

I want you to come down to a playground

where I coach some kids in the PAL team.

- They wouId Iove it, you know? - Uh-huh.

You'd get a chance to meet some proud young bIack men,

not Iike the ones you know.

What's up, Lureu? Got some new shit.

AIways need a backup.

Sometimes you need

a backup for your backup.

Go ahead, get something for yourself, a'ight?

Hey, you can't use the N-word.

Why the heII not?

'Cause you ain't got a pass.

What, you do?

HeII yes, I got a pass.

Let me guess-- you got some African-American buddies?

Some brothers?

Look, I was assigned as your training officer to train you

so you don't have to Iearn the hard way.

I got 15 years in the cruiser. You got five hours.

I'm trying to give you the benefit of my experience.

Buddy, you can throw yourseIf under a bus

to save one of these fine African-Americans,

Puerto Ricans, lndians, Asians, MusIims-- whatever.

Me, I'm gonna stay in the car and I'm gonna Iive,

have dinner with my wife and kid, bang my girIfriend

and coIIect my pension.

I couId care Iess about these monkeys.

- Fuck. - And understand--

these animaIs wiII eat you aIive if you give 'em a chance.

Are we gonna have probIems, rookie?

Hey.

When we're in this cruiser,

you better have my back

and you better do exactIy what I teII you. You got me?

Shit can get reaI crazy out here reaIIy quick.

So when the time comes,

you better get down Iike I teII you.

AII I got is this game

And aII I got is my soul

I'II give you aII I got untiI it's gone...

Wait in the car, aII right?

'Cause aII I know is just pain

Done Iost it aII but remain

'Cause truth be toId, a nigga know at the end of the day

You gotta Iose before you couId gain

That's how you grow

Gotta move, gotta get it, gotta hustle, man

And be an overachiever when they don't understand

'Cause we got the upper hand whenever they shuffIe

I bet I'II royaI fIush you...

What the fuck you think you doing, seIIing drugs to kids?

- Come on, man! - Fucking punk!

Forgot the ruIes of the bIock, huh?

Say it. Say the ruIe.

- No candy for the kids. - Mm-hmm.

- I shouId book your IittIe ass. - Hey! Yo, hey!

What are you doing? Come on!

Hey!

What the fuck do you think you're doing?

- He was seIIing drugs to kids. - I don't give a shit

if he was seIIing crack to your grandmother!

If I teII you to wait in the car, then you--

you wait in the car. A'ight?

A'ight.

You're on the street now, MaIo.

I never Ieft the streets.

It's a pretty easy first day.

Don't get used to it.

Man.

Jonas, you know that I Iove you, right?

Yeah, Pop. I Iove you too.

You're a good kid.

I Iike driving around with you, Pop.

Oh, I bet you do.

Jonas.

Yeah, I figured you'd be here today.

- So you remembered. - How could l forget?

You haven't caIIed.

Can we taIk?

- About what? - You don't think about me?

I do. AII the time. You know that.

I'm not gonna wait on you forever.

StiII working at your father's diner?

Yes.

If you'd come around more often, you'd know that.

He needs me there. He doesn't trust anyone eIse.

- What about your brother? - Angie-- the wannabe gangsta?

PIease, don't even get me started on that one.

StiII trying to be a tough guy?

I just wanna be happy, Jonas.

I want you to be happy.

Why did you invite me to your ceIebration at the bar?

It's compIicated. I--

I can't even expIain it.

Look, I gotta go to work, Cyn.

Jonas.

Do what you feeI you gotta do, Cyn.

Officer requesting backup, Parsons BouIevard.

- That's right around the corner. - Yeah, I know where it is.

Put the pin. PuII it, nigga, puII the pin.

- Shut up, both of you! - Come on, nigga!

Hey, shut up, both of you! Shut the hell up!

Hey, put the gun on the ground and step away from it!

- Do it now! - Fuck you, nigga! I'm ready to die.

- I know that guy. - lt's Felix.

- No no, Ricky. - Shut the heII up!

- I'II shoot you and your fucking dog. - What?

- Fuck you. - ControI that dog before I shoot it.

Three witnesses over here, son.

I run the bIock! You feel me?

And I don't need no pussy-ass cops for this Puerto Rican bitch.

Hey, put the gun on the ground and step away from it! Do it now! Now!

I'm Detective Lureu. What is this?

- Trying to figure it out, Officer. - I'm Morrison.

So we come around the corner, these two come spilling out

of the bodega, arguing.

Out of nowhere, the big-- the bIack guy

takes a swing at the IittIe guy with a knife in his hand.

LittIe guy puIIs a piece, we draw weapons, you guys show up.

l didn't even see where the gun came from, it happened so fast.

A'ight. I'm gonna take it from here, uni.

Put the gun down. Put it down.

It ain't going bad today, not today.

Put the gun down, buddy. Come on, put it on the ground.

Right there.

Right there on the ground. Put the gun down.

AII right, it's your turn.

Hey hey! You next, Iet's go. Tie the dog up,

- Iay on the street. Let's go. - Fuck you!

If it's aII the same to you, Officer, I'II take it from here.

No, it's my coIIar, my cuffs. No.

Officer Burke's got rank here, he decides.

He's Iooking at me Iike he wants to eat me.

I want this monkey in my car, my cuffs on him.

I'm not asking you. l'm telling you.

Partner, draw your weapon on Officer Redneck over here.

Right now, do it.

You out of your fucking mind? The fuck you doing?

I'm in controI here.

You hoIster your weapon

or my partner's gonna shoot you where you stand.

You wanna die? You wanna die?

- BiIIy, I think-- - Shut the fuck up!

You wanna die?

Tie your dog on the-- on the poIe over there.

I want you to turn around and I want you to kneeI down

and interIock your fingers behind your head.

Take the kid over here, then you hand him over to Officer Burke.

Let's go. On your knees.

On your knees! Hands behind your head.

Do it now!

- Hey hey hey. - Tough guy, huh?

You're lucky l didn't hauI your ass off, punk.

Hey!

- Oh my God! - What's up now, pussy? Huh?

- I ain't even do nothing, son. - Fuck.

This motherfucker wanna eat me. You think l'm a monkey, huh?

Ricky, you know me, man. Don't do this.

Don't test me, MaIo. Don't test me.

You're right-- dude wants to end you.

I ain't gonna Iet it go Iike that.

Easy, Iet the OG take you in.

Put the gun down. Come on, son.

It's gonna get bad for you out here.

You oughta be Iocking up that cop!

You're weIcome.

On your knees. Let's go.

- On your knees. - Hey.

- Easy. - Hands behind your head.

Hands behind your head!

Hey hey hey!

Stand down.

They're not messing around.

Don't think I'm not reporting this, Lureu.

Yeah, we aII watched you assault a perp

and my rookie baiI your bitch-ass out,

so why don't you put that in your report?

You're mine. Get in the fucking cruiser.

Punk.

Do me a favor-- uncuff him, wiII you?

Uncuff him.

- Do you reaIIy want me to? - Yeah.

- He's my new partner MaIo. - 'Sup?

- Yeah. - You carrying?

Of course, Lureu. You know I aIways got you.

You Iucky that I showed up when I did, 'cause you know

that redneck was gonna rape you with a stick.

You know that, right?

AII right, you owe me.

This your stop. Get out.

- You sure you don't party? - Not with that shit.

Yeah weII,

when you've seen enough shit and you've done enough shit,

you change your mind.

TiII then, don't judge me if you're gonna be

- sitting right next to me. - I'm not judging you.

You wiII soon.

Just once I'd Iike to know what it feels like

not to have a brown face in the back back there.

Now your mama gotta hide her face every time she go out on the street, huh?

Uncuff him, Officer.

Excuse me?

l said take the shackles off the young boy's wrists.

And give this to him. lt's his stuff.

Come on, man.

And Iook, keep your head on you, okay?

- We're Ietting you off this time. - Hey, come on.

It ain't aIways gonna be Iike this.

Wow.

I thought we were supposed to keep cats Iike that off the streets.

- No. - You know, I thought that--

No no, tell me, what wouId you have done, Officer,

if you had six guns pointed at your head

and a crazy-ass cracker trying to take you in? Huh?

- Remember Abner Louima. - Why did we let him go?

- l mean, he-- - No, he's gonna be better off

out here than he is inside that system. Trust me on that.

But that's not our decision to make, sir.

- No. Look, Iet me teII you something. - You know, that's--

A few years inside that system

and he would've been desperate enough

to pull that trigger just not to go back inside.

Now this Iesson just ain't for him.

It's for you too.

Yes sir.

l'm getting money, yeah, I'm getting money

You niggas 'bout a doIIar, l'm 'bout a hundred

l'm getting money, yeah, I'm getting money

Mr. Hundred Grand, popping them dollars out of rubber bands

l'm getting money, I-I-I-- I'm getting money

I'm getting money, I-I-I-- l'm getting money

l'm getting money, I-I-I-- I'm getting money

I'm getting money, I-I-I-- I'm getting money...

Cash on delivery, they caII me the Postman

I'm a stunner, bread and butter...

You tap Joey yet?

What?

Joey, the bartender?

I onIy met her a week ago.

Did you tap Joey yet?

Of course I did.

I knew that shit. Punks.

Everybody in that bar been trying to crack that ass ever since

she got up in here. Then you come in here in a week,

sIinging your shit around and you got that.

A coupIe stacks in my reIigious

To heIp my jeans sag

The chain so icy, the kid pIaying freeze tag

She say she Iike my swag, l think she got it bad...

Whoa whoa, what we got up here?

- Let me get that. - Sit down, rookie.

l'll make the first move, then you show me what you've got.

Ladies.

You Iose your keys?

Shit, I know you ain't trying to hoIIa.

Y'aII are too fine to be poIice, baby.

- What's going on, Iadies? - Her man crazy.

- He ain't my man. - Your man crazy?

Yeah, so we was out here Iast night just chiIIing,

smoking a blunt. So I need to hoIIa at my man,

but my phone battery had died,

so I ask Eddie can I use his.

So he Iet me use it, but then he's stressing me

on these minutes and shit, right? So we got to yeIIing.

Then po-po roIIs up, taIking about disturbing the peace and shit

and that they about to take us in.

Anyhow, Eddie got put in the system Iast night,

got Iocked up with the key to this house and my shit's still in there.

You know what? Enough of that, a'ight?

- Show me some lD. - What you want my ID for?

Just give me some ID, aII right?

Hey, shit.

Here.

What does Eddie do? Eddie sling rock?

Answer my partner.

No, Eddie seIIs weed.

There's somethin' in here. You smeII it?

- Get your shit and get outta here. - Hey, gimme a fucking minute.

Wait a motherfucking minute? Shit.

Make sure these Iadies get outta here, a'ight?

God.

- Just a minute. - Just get your shit and Iet's go.

God damn it.

Where is my fuckin'--?

I don't fucking know. Maybe he took it.

Yeah yeah, I don't see my shit. Any of it.

Am l fucking seeing my man's shit, anyway?

I thought you said Eddie wasn't your man?

Okay, aII right, Iook--

Hey, man, what the fuck you doing?

Oh shit.

Oh shit. I'm not gonna teII.

I ain't gonna say nothing. l swear l'm not.

She ran off with your baIIs, kid.

HeIp me!

Oh, no no!

PIease!

HoIy shit. Shit.

Grandma, is she dead?

Move back.

Somebody caII 91 1 .

First time seeing a face get spIit?

No.

Here's your cut pIus

a IittIe cherry-popping bonus.

Another good day.

- How about my cut of the weed? - Yo.

No no, we'II seII Eddie's stash to one of his competitors,

we make a bundIe of cash-- unIess you've got a better idea. I'm aII ears.

Let's baiI Eddie out, seII his product back to him.

We put him back in business working for us,

take a cut off the top. Win-win for everybody.

You know, I was right about you.

You're charmed. l love this kid.

Today was a good day.

You guys go out, have a good time, ceIebrate.

WeIcome to my shade, here.

- This is your spot? - This is it.

"D" is for the diamonds, "O" is for the owes

"P" is for the paper, "E" is for everything...

Hi.

Take a seat, aII right? ReIax.

Hi.

I see you brought a friend. To the back.

I'II get you set up.

Oh. Enjoy, a'ight? It's on me.

Thank you very much, you are very welcome

For not supporting and never heIping

I Iive the dream, so when I sIeep there's onIy nightmares...

- Thanks. - Like when the poIice found

That cocaine in my Nike Airs

I went from steeI handcuffs to diamond braceIets

When no one eIse wouId baiI me out

My nigga Johnny BIaze did

That's why I take him everywhere with me

Even Iet him bIow my Iast 50

No probIem

On my way to heaven to fuck your goddess

And if we ever go broke, pray to the snow gods

Here go some money, baby, have a good time

I gotta go change the worId one pound at a time

SeIIing dope, "D" is for the diamonds

"O" is for the owes

"P" is for the paper, "E" is for everything

Dope gave me everything

Dope, thanks for everything

"D" is for the diamonds, "O" is for the owes

"P" is for the paper, "E" is for everything

Dope, you gave me everything

Dope, thanks for everything.

I Iike driving around with you, Pop.

Yeah, I bet you do.

Show me your hands.

It's dead out here.

We got a IittIe carried away.

We didn't mean any harm.

- Have a safe night. - Jonas,

you know what your pop does for a living, right?

You're a good guy, Pop.

That's right. This badge makes me buIIetproof.

In this Iife, sometimes you gotta take what should be given.

You understand?

AIways keep sock money around for a rainy day.

Come on in.

You want that respect?

It's not about the power, it's about the form.

Practice makes perfect here.

There you go. that's nice for-- whoa!

Oh! What's going on, man?

What's up? Yo, what's up? What's going on?

- What y'aII doing over here? - Everything good?

- Yeah yeah. - Hey, watch your eIbow, man.

You gotta make sure he get the forms right.

Hey hey, Iisten to this man.

He was a dope QB in high schooI.

Yo, this is so you right now.

It feeIs good. Hey, Iet's get out of this sun, man.

- Oof. - It's hot out there.

Yo, remember when we used to get out of doing Iaps

by bribing Coach Bishop with bageIs from Cyn's dad's diner?

Yo yo, actuaIIy, speaking of Cyn,

- you talk to her lately? - Nah, I ain't speak to her.

Yo, aII I know

is that your TO is fucking crazy.

- Look who taIking. - Yeah.

Yo, wouId you have

really shot Morrison if your TO toId you to?

Man, y'all got no idea what goes on in my squad.

Dudes is eating, and they're getting reaI money.

PeopIe in the mayor's office answer my boss's caIIs.

- The shit is crazy. - I thought we were supposed to be

- each other's eyes, ears and fists. - Mm-hmm.

That's why I gotta get y'aII on this squad.

Yo, can you pIease make that happen

before my crazy TO gets me kiIIed?

Yeah, I'm down.

I'm heading over there Iater. Lemme see what I can do.

Yo, Iemme get some.

Yo, I guess you didn't get the message the Iast time, you IittIe bitch.

Oh shit!

Fuck.

Hyah!

Fuck you!

Get up.

I'm doing right by this kid, right?

Yeah, you doing right by him. l understand.

Having junior around helps keep your conscience cIean.

You trust him, aII right?

- Hey, what's that? - Homework.

John Jay, student, criminaI psychoIogy.

Do you remember anything?

No.

- I wanna test him. - Yeah?

Just give him something to do, give him something small.

- Something smaII? Yeah. Mmm. - Yeah.

This is why I don't date cops.

They're too seIf-absorbed.

- What? - Nothing.

So you arresting thugs on the street now?

You can't caII yourseIf a man and deal drugs to children

and mothers pushing stroIIers.

That's a piece of shit.

You caIIing me a piece of shit now?

Huh? Ah!

I'm fucking with you.

But don't fuck with our representatives

on the street-- that's most important.

- Huh? - CooI.

You want a chance to move up?

No doubt. You know that.

Go here...

come back with my money.

You mind if I bring my boys with me?

That's how we do it here.

You vouch for 'em, sure, it's okay.

- They're Iike my brothers. - Okay.

lt's the first time you're gonna meet this guy.

I want you to Iean on him and be feIt. Understood?

Yes sir.

Important.

- Go ahead. - Whoa whoa whoa whoa.

You ready, MaIo?

Go ahead. Go go.

HoId the fuck on!

Ah!

Oh fuck!

- Whoa, fucking sIow down. - You SuIIy?

- Yeah, I'm SuIIy. - G'day, mate.

Do I Iook Iike a fucking kangaroo to you, you prick?

- Who the fuck are you guys? - We're the new crew.

- ls that right? - Whoa whoa whoa.

- Easy easy now. - I wish you wouId.

Whoa.

We're here to coIIect Sarcone's money.

Sarcone.

- Where's Lureu? - Like the man said,

- we're the new crew. - Just teII us where the money's at.

On the tabIe.

Yeah, we good. Let's get out of here.

- Listen to your partner. - Or what?

Or I'm gonna get reaIIy pissed.

You ain't scared, huh?

Are you some kind of tough guy? You hiding something from Joe?

I ain't hiding nothing

and I've got too much on Sarcone to worry about him.

So Iet me teII you this:

fuck you, fuck you

and fuck you!

Oh shit! You're gonna go fucking down, you fuckers!

- You're gonna pay for that! - Come on, grab his foot!

- Get me up, you motherfuckers! - Are you scared yet, motherfucker?

I'm scared for you.

- You gonna fIy, motherfucker! - l'm gonna drop your ass.

- You ain't taIking shit now. - Get me up, you fuckers!

- You ain't taIking shit now, right? - You motherfuckers!

Help me get him in. Get your ass over here.

You gonna teII me why you ain't scared of Sarcone,

or I'm gonna fIy your ass out that window Iike a kite.

I'm more worried about Baez.

Who?

You work for Sarcone, but you don't know who the reaI boss is.

His boss, my boss, your boss--

GabrieI Baez.

What you know about Sarcone-- times it by 10,

don't even come cIose to Baez.

- Sarcone got a handIer? - Everyone's got a boss.

Baez has been importing product into the city for 20 years.

He pays Joe to make sure the traffic route is all nice and friendly.

Joe used to be the escort.

That's my job now. I pay him on the back end.

I know spots of cash that Sarcone--

- he doesn't even know about. - Go check the other room.

- You keep taIking. - A few years back

a Queen's ADA tried to put the squeeze on Joe.

Even got an oId cop to rat on him.

It didn't stick.

He's stiII waIking the streets.

The aftermath--

everybody that was invoIved

- went to an earIy grave. - You a cop?

No. You just don't get it.

You're his new trained dog.

He'II get you used to the white powder.

And he'II use you just Iike he has all his other dogs.

And you thought Joe was your friend.

Jackpot, baby.

This ain't the half of it. Who does this beIong to?

TechnicaIIy, my boss.

lf he's skimming from Baez and hiding it from Sarcone,

then that's none of our business, MaIo.

Come on, we did what we came to do.

Man, Iet's get out of here.

Hold on, hold on, hold on. New deaI-- you're gonna teII me

where those cash spots is at, you hear me?

Or l'm gonna tell Sarcone about your new IittIe side hustIe,

and you aIready know what he gonna do.

You work for me now.

Here's the money from SuIIy.

What's the worst thing you ever did, Joe?

The worst thing I ever did was trust the wrong man.

How do you know when you trusting the wrong man?

You're questioning me?

Huh? You IittIe shit.

l always made my decision with my head, not my heart.

I got to where I am in this worId by taking advantage

of peopIe's trust, and I'm not ashamed of that.

I have a question for you. Are your boys IoyaI to you?

- AbsoIuteIy. - Yeah?

I'm not asking you to vouch for them.

l'm asking for you to bet your baIIs, IiteraIIy.

- I understand. I do. - Yeah, do you?

'Cause usuaIIy it's the guy cIosest to your baIIs

who winds up kicking you in them.

I have a rat inside these waIIs.

That's the news straight from One PoIice PIaza.

Someone in my confidence is cheating on me.

Don't make me wrong to trust you.

I Iove you Iike a son, but if you or anybody near you

doubIe-crosses me...

as Iong as I have breath in my Iungs,

I wiII find you and I wiII cook you.

- You don't have to worry about me. - l'm not worried, kid.

You're confusing worry and concern.

Sometimes it's a woman who winds up kicking you in the baIIs the hardest.

- Is that why you're not married? - You're damn straight.

I don't trust no bitch, neither shouId you,

especiaIIy not some bitch shaking her ass for tips in a fucking bar.

- Understood. - You gotta do what you gotta do, kid.

Use your head, aIways, and keep your baIIs covered. Remember that.

- Am l clear? - I hear you Ioud and cIear.

- Shots! - You got it.

Yo, what's the word? Are we in or what?

Sarcone'II get at me when he's ready, man.

- Don't stress it. - Yo, that thing SuIIy said

- about an ADA from Queens-- - Yeah?

--what are the chances he was taIking about Vecchio?

- Who the fuck cares? - Gimme two.

If it's true, Sarcone and Baez

got more to Iose by not bringing us on.

Am I right?

I'II taIk to Lydia tomorrow, see what's up.

Yo, I seen this fIy Spanish girI. Whoa!

Yo, what's up with Cyn, man?

You taIk to her IateIy? Now you know she Ioves you.

How Iong you gonna make her pay for her family's bullshit?

Look, man, Cyn's doing Cyn.

Me? I'm doing me.

Let's move.

Yeah, whatever. But just-- you know, just in case.

Hey. How you doing?

- I'm good. How are you? - l'm good.

You come here with these cIowns?

No, my girIfriend knows one of the guys.

I just met them. Is that okay?

Yo, do I know you?

Yo, I'm taIking to you.

- No, son, you don't know me. - Wanna party?

- Ooh. A cop, huh? - What the fuck?

Shit. His motherfucking badge don't mean shit in here.

I think she Iiked it.

- Yo, who invited you here? - Man, fuck you.

What?! Who the fuck you think you're taIking to?

- Whoa. - Coming in here with that badge,

thinking you running shit?

- l gotta go. - You a punk, huh?

You scared? You nervous?

You nervous?!

- Oh shit! - Pop off!

Why you puIIing the gun, white boy?

We aII got guns. Pop off!

- You nervous?! - You gonna shoot aII of us?

- You scared, white boy? - You gonna shoot aII of us?

Get out of the way! Get out of the way!

- PoIice! Get the fuck down! - What did you do?

What the fuck? Man, put this shit down. What the--

Stupid, man. We gotta get outta here.

- Come on, man, get out of here. - Yeah, fuck you!

- Let's go! Let's go! Come on! - Fuck you!

- What do we do? - What they gonna do?

They gonna-- they gonna caII the cops?

Hey, man, he's outta controI, man.

It's aIways the same shit with this dude.

Mix some up.

You really think I wouIdn't have found out

about your boy shooting two people at a party?

In front of witnesses? Huh?

- Huh? - Answer the man.

Your fucking boy's an idiot.

He's a fucking idiot. You understand that?

He ain't under my protection Iike you.

He can get you fucked up. He can fuck me up.

- He got excited. I'II caIm him down. - He got excited?

He got excited?

l made some calls. Last night never happened.

I Iike you, MaIo. Up untiI now I trusted yourjudgment.

I know you want him around because he's your friend,

but if I ever hear of him fucking up again,

that's it. It's over.

You understand?

- Let me hear you say it! - Yes, l understand.

Let me teII you something right now-- you work for me!

OnIy me, not yourseIf!

You do what I say!

Snort that Iine.

Snort the fucking Iine!

The other one.

- You just don't get it. - Your boy's a fucking idiot.

- You're his new trained dog. - He's a fucking idiot.

That thing Sully said about an ADA from Queens.

He'II get you used to the white powder.

He ain't under my protection.

What are the chances he was taIking about Vecchio?

He can fuck you up. He can fuck me up. I Iike you, MaIo.

Up tiII now, I trusted yourjudgment. You work for me!

OnIy me! Let me hear you say it.

Get outta here.

This fucking kid.

Hey.

I knew you'd caII eventuaIIy.

You got your wish.

I appreciate everything you did for me, Lydia,

but I caIIed because I needed to taIk to you about your husband.

What happened to him?

How'd he die?

Kenneth was very ambitious.

He was Iooking for something big,

something that would make him a IegaI rock star.

Then he'd be DA or mayor

or God knows what. Governor?

- So what happened? - He got what he wanted.

He was approached by a DEA agent

who wanted heIp in

buiIding a case against corrupt New York City cops.

Kenneth jumped at the chance.

So how'd he die?

Not weII.

They caIIed it a no-note suicide.

Not Ieaving a note for me I understand, but...

nothing for his son, his daughter?

No, that's not Kenneth.

I met Agent Robert Jude at Kenneth's wake.

He showed me what Kenneth kept Iocked away in his office--

a dossier

on one Captain Joseph Sarcone.

Audio, video surveiIIance,

notebooks with names, dates, locations.

Basically, he was a drug deaIer in a uniform.

And he had two partners.

Baby, don't be naive.

My husband found your father's weak spot.

He convinced him that you were in danger.

He got him to taIk on record about

Sarcone and all the shit they'd been invoIved in.

That's why my husband got you into the academy.

He feIt guiIty.

GuiIty for what?

How do you think your father died?

How do you think Kenneth died?

Sarcone's not your friend.

Sarcone's been Iike a father to me.

Yeah? How Iong is that gonna Iast?

My name is DanieI MaIdonado.

I'm a detective for the New York City Police Department.

And the reason you've come to us here today?

My partners Dennis Lureu and Joe Sarcone,

and myseIf,

work for the drug carteI boss GabrieI Baez.

WhiIe on duty, we transported cocaine, marijuana

and worked as bodyguards and hired guns

for GabrieI Baez for the past seven years.

And now I'm afraid for the Iife of my wife and my son.

- l love you, Pop. - I Iove you too, Jonas.

If Sarcone found out I was talking to ADA Vecchio,

trying to buiId a case against him, they'd fucking kiII me.

Climb in the back. CIimb in the back and hide on the fIoor.

Come on. And keep quiet. Not a peep.

- Oh yo, man. It's you guys. - Get out of the car.

Come on, l'm just picking up a IittIe sock money. It's nothing.

Don't force my hand here.

Danny-- you crossed the Iine, Danny.

Now get the fuck out of the car.

Your dad and me were partners.

I Iove you Iike a son.

If this is about the money, here, take a piece.

It's not about the money, Danny.

lf it ain't about the dough, then what the heII is it about?

It's about IoyaIty.

You son of a bitch. You son of a bitch.

Why? Wait! Wait a minute!

Pop, how can I get you out of there?

I'm fine.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Don't worry about me. Now get out of the car.

- No, Pop. No. I'm not Ieaving you! - Get away from here!

Do it now! Jonas, do what I teII you, son!

So I want this recorded

in case something happens to me.

Thank you, Karen. Send him in.

Have a seat.

DanieI MaIdonado's son finaIIy reaches out.

There's no such thing as coincidence, right?

Your phone number was in the fiIe

Lydia Vecchio gave me.

That's right.

AII those pictures,

my father's confession--

none of that was enough to put Sarcone away?

I want Sarcone more than anyone.

Sometimes in my business, you do what you can...

- hope for the best. - That's bullshit.

Something's telling me there's a IittIe more than hope invoIved here.

Your father was trying to do the right thing.

So why are you here, Officer Maldonado?

TeII me pIainIy.

I wanna serve Sarcone to you on a pIatter.

Aha.

I just need to know how to do it.

- Who is it? - It's Jonas.

Get to the point, Jonas.

What do you reaIIy want for us?

- What I want? - Yeah.

Why are you here, Jonas?

Huh?

I mean, am I reaIIy what you want?

Come here.

Don't be Iike that.

I want you, Cyn.

It's aIways been you.

TeII me.

Jonas, you never teII me that you love me.

I need to hear you say it.

Say it.

You're a piece of shit.

- Come here. - Get out of my house.

- Come here. - Don't you fucking touch me.

Get out of my house.

Yeah

You Iooking at me then you see what you see

I'm Iike, hey, oh yeah

And in my city I'II be running with buIIs

I'm Iike, hey, oh yeah

You can watch it from the sideIine, oh

SideIine, oh, sideIine

PeopIe watching from the sideIine

SideIine, hey

Hey, nigga, you know I'II be good...

Morning, baby.

You want some coffee?

Coffee?

What? What's up?

I just don't trust many peopIe.

I got a Iot going on right now.

a lotta things I gotta get done, that's aII.

A.D., what's up? What you got for me?

I shook SuIIy down. I found out

that Baez Iaunders money at the Queens Raceway.

Yo, you ain't gonna beIieve this.

You know Cyn's brother Angie? He's running the pIace.

Find Lucas and wait for my caII, aII right?

- A'ight, I'm on it. - A'ight.

- Hey. - Lureu.

- What's going on? - I got something.

Yeah, it's major.

No, Sarcone don't know nothing about it.

You trust me, don't you?

I'II pick you up in 10.

- Good luck. - Thank you.

- Hey. - How you doing?

I've been reaIIy Iucky today if you need any suggestions.

Well, l'm actually here on officiaI poIice business.

I'm gonna need you to buzz us into that back door.

Let me caII upstairs about that.

Look, if you make that phone caII,

you might as weII be an accompIice to everything that goes on here.

Yo, they don't pay me enough for this.

Go around that counter

- and I'm gonna buzz you in. - AII right

Brother, stay the fuck down.

- Where you going? Where you going? - Fuck.

Stay there or I'II kick you in your fucking head.

ChiII. Yeah yeah.

What are you doing with these guys? EspeciaIIy this asshoIe right here?

- Yo, keep fucking with me, oId man. - You wanna try me?

I can make you vanish. Poof! You'II be gone.

Just say one more fucking thing, aII right?

Yo, my deaI, my crew. Fuck that.

This isn't good, kid. This isn't good.

You wanna test Joe? l can't save you.

- Get your ass up. - A'ight, man.

- What the fuck, MaIo? - I knew it was just a matter of time

- before I see you again, Angie. - Wait, you know this guy?

- Yeah, l know him. - Why you didn't teII me you know

- this guy? What the heII's going on? - My high schooI sweetheart--

this is her brother right here-- Angelo. Angie the Greek.

He's the one got us started in the game, hustling a corner, slinging.

- Right, Angie? - This is the thanks I get

- for starting you out? - Found out his sister feII for me,

beat her within inches of her Iife. Remember that, Angie?

- A reaI cIass act. - Go to heII, MaIo.

You think I forgot about that autograph

you signed on my forehead with that basebaII bat? Huh?

You know who this pIace beIongs to?

GabrieI Baez.

You ever hear of him?

This is GabrieI Baez's pIace?

You know who GabrieI Baez is?

We work with this guy, for God's sake.

A'ight, a'ight, Iook,

Iet's-- Iet's just get outta here.

- Don't touch a fucking thing. - Easy easy.

- Whoa whoa whoa. - You gonna Iet 'em put guns in my face?

You gonna put a gun in my fucking face?

You better Iisten to him, MaIo,

'cause when Baez finds you, he's gonna watch me

fist you with this hand right before he kiIIs you.

Are you high?

Are you high? You wanna make a move on Joe?

After Joe's finished with you,

there ain't gonna be nothing Ieft for Baez to hurt.

- Do you hear me, kid? - You're a cop?

That's funny.

Come on, MaIo. There's enough money to go around for aII of us, man.

- You ain't gotta do this. - Shut the fuck up.

- You stiII mad? That was years ago. - Now look at you.

- For Christ's sake, do something! - Don't do it.

- Shoot that pig! - We ain't here for that, man!

Do it!

- Shit! - It's a big mistake, kid.

What the fuck is wrong with you? What are you thinking about?

Yeah!

What the fuck, man?

Get some rope or something. Tie him up.

- Take aII that shit. - Oh shit, man.

Adios, oId friend.

I don't know, man.

- You sure about this, MaIo? - Of course l'm sure.

- You got something you wanna say? - Yo, l don't give a fuck.

Come on, Iet's go.

We are exactIy where we're supposed to be, my friends.

The sky's the Iimit, right?

I don't think so anymore.

Hey, remember when we were kids

and we used to pIay cops and robbers in the rain?

Yeah, you never wanted to be the cop.

I do now.

For aII the wrong reasons.

Yo, what the fuck is that supposed to mean?

I don't wanna do this anymore.

What, you ain't down for us no more?

No, I'm not down for this shit anymore.

- Oh yeah? Yeah? - Yeah, you heard me.

- You got a probIem with that? - Shut up, man.

Both of you just shut the heII up, aII right?

ChiII the heII out, man.

Look, if you want out, A.D., you can go.

It ain't gonna change nothing.

Badges ain't change us. We're still us.

You know, badge or no badge, this is buIIshit.

Just as bad as Sarcone is, MaIo.

And the crazy thing is you Iike it.

And this asshoIe over here wants to grow up to be just Iike you

if you don't get us aII kiIIed first.

That's how you feeI?

I'm done, man.

- l'm out. - Was it reaIIy that bad?

You think I'd Ieave if it wasn't?

Don't Iisten to that pussy.

You got it all under control Iike you aIways do. Right, my dude?

Shut up, Lucas.

You've been teIIing me what to do since we was little kids.

I'm tired of it.

What do you think she'd do if she knows you kiIIed Angie?

You think Cyn wouId forgive you for killing her brother?

And what about Sarcone?

What do you think he'd do he knows you're stabbing him in the back?

Don't you pIay aII high and mighty with me, bitch.

'Cause you can't fuck with me,

but I can fuck with you though.

You remember that.

GabrieI.

How does this happen? CompIeteIy unacceptabIe.

Yeah yeah, I know, l know, l know.

- You need to fix this now. - Yeah, don't worry. I got it.

How couId the racetrack get hit?

- What am I paying you for? - Yeah, l got it.

- You need to make this right. - I got it.

- You have two days to find my money. - Okay okay.

It's Lureu. At the beep, say it.

- I'm out. - Oh yeah.

- Hey. - Where the fuck are you?

Something very messy just went down.

You sound worried, Joe.

- Have you seen your partner IateIy? - No, why?

I'm in a spot where I can get touched reaI bad.

An associate just got jacked for nine digits

and that just don't happen without me knowing about it.

I don't know what the fuck is going on.

Lureu's not picking up his phone

and l can't find him and I don't know what to think now.

Sounds Iike you know who the rat is, Joe.

- How much did he steaI? - I can't cover it.

- And I didn't say it was Lureu. - But you think it is.

- Want me go find him? - Nah.

lf he don't wanna be found, he's got a miIIion pIaces to Iay up and stay high.

- That's what I'm worried about. - Want me hit the streets,

- make some things happen? - No, what l want you to do

is l want you to meet my friend GabrieI Baez,

and I want you to caIm him down.

Okay, whatever you want, Joe.

Fuck Lureu. I got you, right?

That's right. You can aIways trust me.

Okay.

My name's Jonas MaIdonado, MaIo.

Are you wearing a wire, Mr. Maldonado?

- No sir. - Joe speaks very highIy of you.

Thank you, sir.

It is disrespectfuI of him to send a messenger in his pIace.

Don't you agree, Mr. MaIdonado?

Speak, messenger.

You think Joe sent me here to pacify you,

but he sent me here to Iie to you.

Where is Joe, Mr. MaIdonado?

Somewhere counting your money.

Please do choose your next words very carefuIIy.

ExpIain.

None of what went down was my idea.

Are you about to admit to steaIing from me?

I was there, yes,

but it's Sarcone that's screwing you.

He's trying to use me to do it

and I don't wanna be in the middIe when you screw him back.

But you're stiII in the bed,

aren't you, Mr. MaIdonado?

Now where is my property?

Sarcone has it, but I can get it back.

- All of it. - Why do you betray your patrón?

These are the transcripts from the DEA's wiretaps

inside Sarcone's bar.

He's over a barreI.

He'II give everyone up to save his own ass.

AII they reaIIy want is you.

Robbing you is just his way

of fucking you a IittIe deeper before he hands you over.

So are we in business?

What do you want, Mr. MaIdonado?

I want Sarcone's seat at your tabIe.

First my property.

Half the money and the product is with Lureu.

Here's an address, key to a car--

haIf your stuff is in it.

Sarcone has the other haIf.

I'II bring him out in the open so you can deaI with him how you see fit.

I'm reaIIy resourcefuI, Mr. Baez.

You're dismissed.

Stay cIose, man.

- Motherfuckers! - You stay down!

You drive.

- Joe. - Did you find him?

No, I ain't find him, but I found haIf the money at his pIace.

- It Iook Iike he did it. - Ahh.

- Baez is gonna be pissed. - I know, I know,

but reIax, man. Baez don't know who jacked him.

He should be happy you found haIf his stuff.

Maybe ask for a finder's fee.

- Remember who's doing who a favor. - A'ight.

- HeIIo, this is Jude. - Hello.

Agent Jude, I think aII the pieces are falling in place.

I just need a few more things.

You know, I understand you wanting to avenge your father's death and aII,

but what happens after that, huh?

I mean, you ever actuaIIy thought about respecting the badge?

Perhaps aiming some of that angst in the right direction?

No, I ain't thought about that IateIy.

So what do you need?

Kill me? You wanna kiII me?

You ain't got the baIIs to face me

man to man! Huh?

Oh, so you're gonna take me out?

It's Iike that?

WeII, come on then! Come on!

Piece of shit.

- Is that the rest of my property? - It's right there, sir.

Like you predicted, Joe did caII--

add insuIt to injury.

You're cIever, Mr. MaIdonado.

You satisfied?

Remind me-- what is my incentive

for not shooting you or kiIIing you right now?

l'm clever. You just said it.

Joe underestimated you. I wiII not.

I've proven my IoyaIty to you.

Not yet,

but soon you wiII.

Oh shit. What the fuck is going on here?

Hup! Take it easy.

What is this?

It's a test.

- Who's the girl? - I know that your friend is a IiabiIity

that Joe tolerates just to keep you cIose to him.

I reaIIy don't know why.

I don't deaI with IiabiIities.

UnfortunateIy,

the girI was with your friend when we picked him up.

She's an innocent bystander.

Now you're deaIing with me, Mr. MaIdonado.

You're gonna shoot one of them

or I'II kiII them both.

You choose, Mr. MaIdonado.

- Hey. - AII right, Iet's start it. Let's go.

- Everybody in Iine. - Nice.

Here we go.

Come on, you IittIe sissies. Let's go. Move it!

What-- what's up, man?

Guys, come on! Let's move move!

It's good what you're doing, man.

Hut hut! Hey hey, hoId on.

You know, my TO was right.

I've Iearned a Iot about myseIf.

You couId too.

32, grip the baII. Set. Hut hut!

There you go. There you go.

I gotta go back to the kids, man.

You be good.

You Iook Iike shit.

Sarcone is in the car.

Look sharp. This is it, foIks.

StiII no word from Lureu?

Yeah. You know why I trust you, kid?

- 'Cause you know I won't fuck you over? - Yeah.

When's the Iast time you seen Baez?

Not Iong enough.

I gotta see that prick tonight.

As Iong as that money come through nice

- twice a month, right? - It takes a certain type of individuaI

to do what we do, to have the baIIs to be the type of men we are.

You gotta want it-- aII of it.

Good guys, bad guys-- that's all bullshit

when it comes down to it. It's about money, fear and respect.

Like you, I aIways wanted aII three.

Iike your father did when-- when we started out.

Do not Iet them out of your sight.

Copy that.

TeII me the story about that pIane heist.

- l love that story. - What, how me and your dad started?

- Attaboy. - Me and your father used to pick up

Baez's muIes at JFK cargo and escort 'em through the city.

We'd babysit through distribution, coIIection

around the city, then we'd escort 'em back to JFK.

Easy-peasy, 10 Gs easy.

- Nice. - Yeah, 10 Gs

before skimming off the top of cargo.

That's how I buiIt my empire, steaIing dope from that--

you know, dope.

- So when did it go bad? - Between me and Baez?

No, between you and my father.

I toId you everything you need to know, kid.

TeII me what you think I don't know.

You know...

when it came down to it,

your father was afraid to make the tough decisions,

so he made the wrong ones.

Shake the tree, MaIo. Come on.

I've aIways done right by you, kid.

- Like a father to me. - Like a father.

And I wouIdn't offer you my hand

if I thought you were gonna bite it.

I just wanna know the truth.

Attaboy.

I never ever,

not for one instant, thought your father would or could rat us out,

but the facts are what they are. He made a deaI with an ADA.

We're taIking serious jaiI time for everybody, including me.

Everybody was gonna be shamed and disgraced in the papers,

the whoIe nine yards.

And the word came down on Monday morning. It had to get done.

Why you?

Because I-- I was his partner.

It was a test of my IoyaIty.

Was it them or was it him?

What wouId you do?

It was a Wednesday.

We followed him to RooseveIt IsIand and--

AII units, stand ready.

And he was puIIed over by a patroI car, of aII things.

We waited for them to Ieave and then we went over.

I made him get out. I...

Your father was a--

your father was a...

he was a rat.

Take him when he exits the car.

WouId you do it again?

Your father was afraid to make the tough decisions.

Men Iike us are buiIt to make those kinds of decisions.

That's who we are. Can you do that?

Can you make those tough decisions?

I aIready have.

Take him. Go. Go go!

I'm gonna go. Get your fucking hands off me.

Man down. Where'd that shot come from?

Check the rooftops now!

Where'd that shot come from?

It's gotta be Baez! God damn it!

Everybody out there right now!

Get up on those rooftops, aII units!

Shut down everything! l don't want anybody

getting out of this area, not in a five-bIock radius!

- I want everybody to move now! - Fall back. l'm going in.

What the heII happened?

I need a car on that end. I need a car on this end.

Thanks for not giving up on me, Cyn.

- You aIways get what you want? - l did my part.

Oh, I know what you did and I know what you're pIanning.

With my heIp, you got Baez

to cIear Sarcone out of the picture

and now you get to take Sarcone's pIace at Baez's tabIe.

That's very cIever.

Why don't you try

working for the good guys for a change?

I know you got it in you.

You think you know me.

I'm not a good guy.

AII right, part-time then.

Part-time good guy, Iike a--

a freeIancer.

FreeIancer, huh?

If you're gonna wear the badge,

take the responsibility that goes with it, huh?

Who knows? You might even find a IittIe seIf-respect too.

Agent Jude, this is an oId friend of mine.

- HeIIo. - Hi.

Agent Jude works for the DEA.

He's my new boss.

- Nice to have met you. - Likewise.

I'II be going undercover.

What does that mean for us?

Look...

this is our time, Cyn.

Trust me.

Jonas.

I Iove you, Cyn.

Yeah!

- Decoy. - Unh, shotgun fIow

Hit 'em with the sawed-off, killing all these haters

Make 'em aII get hauIed off

Bitch, look at me, act Iike you don't see a king

Make you kneeI down and kiss the motherfucking ring

I ain't gonna hide, you ain't gotta Iook for me

Taking back every singIe thing that was took from me

So fIy, burn into the sky

Screaming "Fuck the whoIe fIow scene"

E, teII 'em why

I got the money and the power

I'm ready for the rain, it's a shower

I'm running this city

I'm running this town, yeah

I'm Mr. Bad Guy, but it's aII good

Yes, you tough, but it's all good

This city, I'm running this town, hey

Whoa, now I'm on top

l'm on-- whoa, now I'm on top

Whoa whoa, whoa whoa

Whoa, now I'm on top, I'm on

Baby, I'm a bass, ain't nobody fucking with me

- Come on - Why can't you see

It's you and the worId against me?

Baby, I'm a rapper

I don't even care, so don't teII me what you think and feeI

- Hold on - Remember, I won't stop

Surprised when you see me on top

I got the money and the power

I'm ready for the rain, it's a shower

I'm running this city

I'm running this town, yeah

I'm Mr. Bad Guy, but it's aII good

Yes, you tough, but it's all good

This city, I'm running this town, hey

- Ho ho, ho ho - Yeah, yeah

- Ho ho - Yeah

- Ho ho, ho ho - Yeah, yeah

- Ho ho - Yeah

- Ho ho, ho ho - Yeah, yeah

Yeah

Ho ho

Ho ho, ho ho

Ho ho

- Ho ho - Whoa, now I'm on top, I'm on

Whoa, now I'm on top, I'm on

Whoa whoa

Whoa, now I'm on top, I'm on

Whoa, now I'm on top, I'm on

Whoa, now I'm on top

Whoa whoa

Whoa, now I'm on top, I'm on

Yeah

Yeah...

Decoy.

Ho ho

Ho ho, ho ho

Ho ho

Ho ho, ho ho

Ho ho.