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-Where the hell have you two been?

-We had to make some moves.

Pay for the new lawyer. -Your move's what got me here.

-You were right, some of the decisions

I've made could have been better.

-Let's talk about my mother.

-I want you to make a list of everything that you can remember

that felt like a betrayal.

-People like that shouldn't have kids.

Who are the Berserkers

and why is someone texting you about their girls?

-You're reading my texts? -You said your tattoo

had something to do with station pride.

It's a gang symbol, isn't it?

-You have to trust me. -Get out.

-You feel bad about lying to the Vipers about us?

-No, why should I? Not hurting anybody.

-How do I know you're not gonna run your mouth about this to your boys?

-You know that armory heist up north?

-What about it? -We have 'em.

Winters would kill me if she knew I told you.

So there's your insurance policy I'll keep my mouth shut.

-I want to know what you're putting my daughter in the middle of.

-Stay out of my business, Victor.

-The safety of my daughter and grandchild is my business.

There's nothing I won't do to keep them safe.

-Give me the fucking phone now.

The others are on the way.

Go. -What'd he look like?

Fat, skinny? Race?

-I had to lie for you, asshole. -I'm sorry.

-You say one word about that phone to anyone

and I will kill you myself.

-Find my brother, or at least what happened to him.

-What are you gonna do with him?

-Make him disappear.

-Pete, Karen, I need you to take a drive,

make sure Sleep's body is still where we left him.

-We got bigger problems than that.

What's going on?

-How long have you two been working together?

How long?

♪ ♪

-♪ You can run on for a long time ♪

♪ Run on for a long time ♪

♪ Run on for a long time ♪

♪ Sooner or later gotta cut you down ♪

♪ Sooner or later gotta cut you down ♪

♪ Gonna tell that long tongue liar ♪

♪ Gonna tell that midnight rider ♪

♪ Tell the rambler, the gambler ♪

♪ The back biter ♪

♪ Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down ♪

♪ Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down ♪

♪ Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down ♪

-Take your hand off the gun or he will drop you.

-It's not what you think.

-Then explain yourself.

-She's screwing this piece of shit!

I knew it!

-I was, until I realized he was screwing us!

-And even after you saw he was,

you chose him over us.

-It is not like that. -It's exactly like that.

-This is on me, not her.

-Shut up!

Shut up!

-You better leave and forget you saw any of this.

-What the hell is going on?

-It's none of your damn business.

It's something we're handling in-house.

-We need to talk in private.

-Go.

Go!

-You better have a good goddamn explanation for this.

-You want what happened to Sleep to stay in the past?

Let me do what needs to be done.

-I know you now, Hammond.

You're not the type to kill someone.

Not in cold blood.

We've got other options.

-Who'd you tell about Sleep's phone?

-Nobody.

-I need him to give me something on the Vipers.

-Why? -So we can leverage him

into keeping quiet. -We can't trust him or her.

-I'm in charge here, not you.

-You think you can play with our lives?

-Let him go! -Huh?

Come on! -Hey, hey, hey!

He's not gonna say shit!

The Vipers are sitting on guns that were stolen from

an armory up north.

-And last one.

-When does this take effect? -Could be tomorrow.

Depends on how fast they process the legal order.

-That soon, huh?

-You're welcome.

-Just give me a minute. -Sure.

We're wrapped up here, anyway. -All right.

Oh, you got that look.

Something happen I should know about?

-It's nothing.

-Don't lie to me, son.

Come on, what is it? Something about the club?

-It's nothing. Steve's got it handled.

-Steve's job as leader is to prevent problems,

not to run around fixing them after the fact.

-So what was your lawyer doing here?

Any new developments or anything?

-No.

Nah, same shit, different day. Heh.

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-Hammond: It's like watching paint dry.

This guy selling a kilo or a time share?

-Look, I know you're irritated, but Byrd made the right call.

-It doesn't matter now, does it?

-Beach made a mistake.

She let the wrong person get close.

-No, she made a choice.

The second she got her tattoo,

nobody was more important to her than us.

-No doubt.

But keeping secrets from people you love,

that shit ain't easy.

-You trying to tell me something?

Is that why she kicked you out?

-I don't wanna talk about it, all right?

-Are you serious?

-She figured it out.

-Your wife figured it out?

Has everybody lost their goddamn mind?

Shit!

-She read texts on my phone, all right?

About the Berserkers.

I was afraid that if I wasn't honest with her, she'd leave.

-You're a selfish asshole.

-Look, she doesn't know we've been indicted.

She thinks we're assisting the feds.

She's not gonna tell anyone, Steve.

-You better hope she doesn't.

What? -It's done.

-Piss off!

-Here we go.

-You think you could find the light.

-Doesn't look like armory boxes.

-No.

-Holy shit.

Ooh!

Damn, that's a lot of dope.

-Yeah.

-So how's this work?

-You say anything about Sleep,

we let Winters know you gave up the stash.

-You happy now? We even?

-You did this to yourself.

You should have left the goddamn phone where it was.

-If Winters finds out, I'm dead.

-Welcome to the club.

We're dead if Neckbone finds out.

-We're thinking this is the dope that was in the medical lab

before you guys hit it.

-So the Vipers were working both sides,

Neckbone and the WMD.

-Nah, not the Vipers. Just Winters.

-We came here expecting to find guns, remember?

And if Foster doesn't know about these drugs,

it's pretty safe to say that

neither does the rest of the gang.

-This is good.

Now we can tie Winters into the WMD.

You made the right call on this.

-It solves the problem temporarily.

'Cause if Foster runs his mouth, we're all screwed.

-So are we straight?

-You ever lay your hands on me again,

one of us won't be walking away.

-Three items?

-I've been busy.

It's a start.

-Not very specific.

I asked you to write down the ways you feel

your mother betrayed you.

-You said we were gonna talk about it.

I didn't know you wanted an essay.

-Okay.

Let's talk about food.

-My mother knew that broccoli made me gag.

And yet, there it was, three, four times a week,

and I wasn't allowed to leave the table until I ate it.

What?

Not dramatic enough for you?

-I was hoping we could go deeper than,

"My mother made me eat broccoli."

-She didn't want me.

She told me as much.

Liked to pretend that I wasn't there and bring men home.

Once, when I was eight or nine,

I heard these screams coming from her room.

So I picked up a bat, went in there.

Saw this guy on top of her, I thought he was hurting her.

So I started whaling on this guy with the bat.

Got a couple good shots in there, too.

He went running.

My mother didn't feed me for the next two days.

Traumatic enough?

-Getting there.

So how does this end?

You want me to go talk to her all Zen-like

and say that it's okay that she treated me like shit

because she has issues?

-Well, not quite that.

-We can tie Winters into the WMD investigation.

The guy that gave us the information

is her top lieutenant.

-Why is her lieutenant helping us?

-He was in a relationship with Beach.

She got it out of him during bedroom talk.

-Is she willing to testify about that in front of a jury so we can get a warrant?

-No. Put surveillance in the place.

When Winters goes there and takes possession, take her down.

-What if it's a dry run like the last one?

-It won't be.

This is exactly what the SAC has been looking for.

Once you seize the stash, we can bring in Winters.

She's an opportunist.

To save her own ass, she'll give us everything we need

on the WMD people as well as Neckbone.

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-Oh, give it a rest for God's sake, I'm coming.

If I've told you one thing, I...

Well, well, well.

Look who's here.

-What's this one's name?

Stanley.

-Tuesday.

2:30 p.m.

I'm guessing Stanley doesn't have a job, does he?

-Who's she?

-My ungrateful daughter.

What do you want?

-You wanna know why I'm ungrateful, Stanley?

Because my mother spent her entire life taking care of

worthless shitheads like you

instead of me.

-Is there a reason you're here?

-My therapist thought it was gonna be a good idea.

Mm-hmm.

And it wasn't.

-Get out.

-Ow. -Oh! Sorry.

-It's okay. -Sorry.

-Look, I know now is not a good time,

but I really appreciate you giving me a ride home.

-Not a good time?

I've got cancer, not a cold.

Look, neither one of us likes to be pitied,

so let's not do it to each other.

-All right.

We were good together.

-No, we weren't.

-I'll get you a cup of tea before I go.

-Okay.

-You gonna call the boys now?

-No.

-Why not?

-I told you, I wanted to make it a surprise.

-What's going on?

-I need to think about stuff.

You know, just because I'm out

doesn't mean I get my-- my badge back.

-Well, they dropped the case against you.

-Yeah, well...

The department will need to do an internal investigation, so.

-How long will that take?

-Two years, maybe more.

-I'm sure it'll work out.

-It will work out.

'Cause I'll make sure it'll work out.

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-You think Foster told her? -Let's find out.

-What is it, Winters?

-Neckbone needs to talk to you.

-All right, what's the problem now?

-They found Sleep's body.

-♪ Run for a long time ♪

♪ Run for a long time ♪

♪ Run for a long time ♪

♪ Let me tell you that God's gonna cut you down... ♪

-I'm gonna make this quick,

'cause I got a little brother to bury.

Just the boss man.

Follow me.

I'm starting to ask myself why I pay you.

-You don't.

Berserkers have never taken a dime from you.

-Well, that's about to change,

'cause I'm putting a bounty on them WMD cocksuckers

that offed my brother.

-Neck, I told you,

we got it handled, we're on it.

-You've been telling me a lot of things, Hammond,

but all I'm seeing is my brother dead and my profit shrinking.

-We're sorry for your loss, but...

-But what?

-You're bringing a lot of heat on us.

-That's what I've been trying to tell him.

-Don't look now, Byrd, but I think someone likes you.

I said don't look.

-You heard about Kilvinsky?

-I heard he had a traffic accident.

-It wasn't an accident.

-Well, what was it then?

Cry for help?

-Listen, Neck, we're all feeling the loss of Sleep.

-I'm looking for revenge, not sympathy, Hammond.

-If these pussies don't want any part of it, we'll handle it.

-Look, I need a commitment from all of them, not just you.

So how about it?

You motherfuckers on the team?

I need to know you all got my back.

'Cause if not,

I'm assuming you all gonna have to get dealt with.

-Careful.

We're still cops.

-Keep telling yourself that, Hammond.

♪ ♪

-What's going on?

-This asshole thinks we had something to do with

Kilvinsky's car accident.

-I already told you it wasn't an accident, asshole.

He got pushed into traffic.

-You need to check your boy, Sanders.

-Why would I do that?

-You think we had something to do with it?

-Yeah. I do. -Back off.

-♪ Let me tell you that God is gonna cut you down ♪

-That look on your face is bad for business.

Whatever the issue is...

talk it out.

-Not now.

-Hear me out. -Beach,

there's nothing you can say

that's gonna make this right.

-You, Ramos and Cole...

...you're the only real family I've ever had.

-Then why'd you do it?

-I thought I loved him.

And I haven't felt like that before.

-Love's a choke chain.

-You got a minute?

-I didn't expect to see you back here so soon.

-Yeah. Me either.

-Thanks.

I need your help.

-I'm listening.

-Veronica and Lourdes may be in more danger than I thought.

-What did you do?

-Look, I can't go into detail about it.

-I need you to be completely honest with me, Pete.

What kind of danger are we talking about?

-Look, I'm taking care of it.

You made it a point to say you could protect them

better than me.

Well...

here's your chance to prove it.

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-That was really funny.

-Hey, your kid's here.

-Hey.

Surprise. Ha, ha.

-When did you get out?

-Yesterday.

-Yesterday? -Yeah.

-Why you didn't tell me?

-I don't know, I just needed a bit of time to adjust.

And I didn't want your brother to know about it.

Not yet.

-Why?

-Let's go outside, come on.

Talk about it.

IA's probably gonna take their sweet time on this.

So, uh, when it's finished,

some favors are gonna have to be cashed in

for me to get my badge back.

-There's plenty of people that owe you.

-Oh, yeah. -We'll get it back.

-Yeah, I know, I know.

So, until then,

I want to focus on straightening things out here at the club.

-What do you mean?

-I've been talking to some of the guys.

The pension's the lowest it's been since before I took over.

No real cash coming in.

They're starting to think Steve doesn't have their backs.

-Everyone bitches.

They were doing the same when you were running it.

-Yeah, but he's--

He's running his own program.

Keeping them in the dark about shit, you know?

Look how long it took him to come and see me.

-Yeah, you just need to lay low.

Look, running the club would just complicate things

with the IA. -The club comes first.

And your brother's in over his head.

Now do I have your support or not?

-♪ Sun up to sun down my people get it ♪

♪ Distressed jeans Tim boots and a Yankee fitted ♪

♪ The way the chain hang they say I overdid it ♪

♪ Needed to erase the doubt that I'm so committed ♪

♪ I don't study the game boy ♪

♪ I wrote the book... ♪

-What do you want?

-I need a face to face,

just the two of us.

-About what? -My storage locker?

The one you paid a visit to.

-I don't know what you're talking about.

-Yeah, you do.

So I've got two questions for you.

The first is, why didn't you take it?

And the second is, why haven't you told Neckbone?

-Is that what you want me to do?

-It's not about what I want. It's about what you want.

-From you? Nothing.

-Bullshit.

You didn't tell Neckbone what you found.

It tells me you're looking for a deal.

-So what are you offering?

-Not over the phone.

-Not interested. -You sure?

I got your new guy, Byrd.

So if you want him back alive,

you're gonna have to convince me you can keep a secret.

-Why'd you give him a heads-up?

These guys, they're a liability.

I can't afford to have a liability right now.

Do you understand that? The FDA is on--

-If word gets out you've been selling this shit on the street

to stay afloat, the FDA is the least of your worries.

If he was gonna tell someone, he would have done it already.

He's just looking for a payday.

That's why cop gangs exist.

To make money.

-I make the decisions about this stuff,

not you.

-Not anymore you don't.

-What?

-We've got Byrd.

-Got him how? What are you talking about?

-We grabbed him. Winters' orders.

I didn't have a choice.

-You've had nothing but choices,

you just keep making the wrong ones!

-All right, well my choice here

is not being involved in killing your guy.

You want to know where he is or not?

-Of course I do.

Why is Winters starting a war?

-She wants leverage, payback, whatever, I don't know.

Bitch is on a warpath.

-He hurt?

-He's breathing.

But that could change if you don't come and get him.

-They're keeping him at a boatyard off the East Highway.

-Who's sitting on him? -He didn't say.

He only had a short window to call me before they came back.

-All right, you three go get him back,

I'll take the meet with Winters.

-What if they don't want to give him back?

-Do whatever you need to.

-We ain't killing another cop over that piece of shit, man.

-That piece of shit goes down, so do we.

Federal supermax. Life sentence.

If we're lucky.

And just keep in mind,

you could be walking into a setup.

-So could you.

All right, let's go.

-Where's Byrd?

-Not here.

-Is he alive?

-For now.

-Where do you think they're hiding them?

-How should I know?

-Shut up and stay focused.

It's clear. Go that way.

-I'ma take around back.

-I wanna see him!

-First we need to come to an agreement.

-What kind of agreement?

-You're walking around with some dangerous information, Hammond.

-Clear!

-Nothing back here.

-Same here.

-Shit.

Foster lied, man.

-If that's the case, we're being set up.

-I get it.

You don't want me telling Neckbone

that your people killed his brother.

-They didn't kill Sleep.

-Then who did? -Don't play stupid, Hammond.

I know it was you and your guys.

-That's bullshit.

-It's not what your boy says.

He took a lot of pain before it came out,

so don't judge him too hard.

-Wait a minute.

You hear that?

-How do we fix this?

-Easy.

You stay quiet about what you found,

and in return, I keep quiet about what happened to Sleep.

-Go.

-What about my guy?

-I think I'll keep him for a little while.

Just until I see that you're playing ball.

-Ready? -Yeah.

-Shit!

You okay?

We'll get you out of here, relax.

Come on.

-I can walk. -You sure?

-I can walk. -Come on. Show me.

Go to your right.

-Who told you about the stash, Hammond?

It won't take me long to get it out of Byrd.

-You really get off on this shit, don't you?

-It was Foster, wasn't it?

-How bad do you want to know?

-I can't have a snitch working for me,

so pretty bad.

-Show me who's behind the WMD, I'll come clean.

-There it is. You want a piece of it, right?

-I want to deal directly with the man in charge.

-You want to meet my supplier?

-Yeah. -Hell no.

You want in, you gotta deal with me.

-What the hell did you do?

-You thought I was just gonna let her get away with

trying to kill me?

Huh?

-How are you here?

-Had a good lawyer.

♪ ♪

-Oh, come on, baby.

Oh...

I love you so much.

Hey, don't be worried, okay?

I'm gonna come get you soon, all right? I love you.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

I'm gonna fix this, okay?

I'm gonna fix it.

I'm gonna fix it!

Bye, baby. I love you!

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