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Norma: Wait, where are
you taking him?

Aye, man, let me talk to my mom!

Don't hurt him!

Mama!

Hey, let me talk to my mom,
man, please!

Where are you taking him?!

Please!

Let me talk to my mom.

Mo!

- Aye, let me talk to her!
- Mo!

Aye, Josh.
I ain't do anything, man!

Why y'all gotta chain him
like that for, man?!

- 0kay, man, come on.
- Hold, hold up. Hold, hold up, hold up.

Don't you speak.
Not a word 'til I get there.

I'm right behind you.
Do you hear me?

Don't say a word! Not a word!

- Mama!
- It's okay, mo!

Thank you, Joshua.

I got her. I got her. I got her.

I didn't even do nothing, man!

Aaargh!

Alright, man, you got
this, aight, man?

You gonna get out, aight?

Aye, aye, Joshua!

You gonna get out!

Man, y'all can't keep
doing this!

Y'all can't keep doing
this shit, man!

They can't keep fucking
doing this shit!

You said you're his lawyer.

Yes.

You be that.

You be his lawyer.

Mr. Franklin, please.

Michael: Who made sergeant?

Brannigan:
Don't get bitter, rossi.

You won't get it
next time 'round, either,

if you turn into a bitter cop.

You know, my man in the nation,

he says all his people
are wondering

why all the heat's on them,

while the faction get the
freedom of the south side.

That's just what he tells me.

And?

Look...

I don't care who we take down.

These people are
all the same to me.

But they have got to be
paying for that pass...

The faction.

Paying who?

It's just where the heat is now.

He got a name,

your man in the nation?

Yeah.

Tutu.

But they have got to be
paying for that pass...

The faction.

Paying who?

There's so much to love
about this town.

Great food.

Great teams.

Great people.

But you know what
I love the most?

This damn lake.

Always there

and always different.

Breaks my heart, Michael rossi

will never see it again.

You know how many kids he had?

Five.

That has to be guilt.

You were on the run,
but you had to know.

Am I right?

The thing about guilt...

It comes from the gut.

Like when you ran from us
on the corner.

You weren't thinking.

Your gut took over.

When that happens, you just do

what your gut tells you to do.

My lawyer told me not
to talk to you.

This ain't about lawyers.

Judges, lawyers, they
don't buy the gut thing.

They want reasons why.

The gut's not in play
with those guys

'cause they don't live
like we live.

You and me, it's simple.

You wanted to get away
from the cops, you ran.

You wanted not to get caught
by a cop, you fought.

That's all.

The rest is just words.

Right?

Right.

Okay.

- Let's go!
- Aye.

Unh!

I Chicago I

I where the dollar and blue
collar go hand in hand I

I city of dreams so big I

I nightmares
don't stand a chance I

I a concrete paradise
where roses grow I

I see the smile from a child I

I light up
the magnificent mile I

I and melt the coldest snow I

I this is home I

I find the brightest minds
on these dark streets I

I see the heart and soul
on these old blocks I

I where we grow,
we call it the go I

I 'cause we don't stop I

Shoelaces, belt.

Come on, let's go.

Give me 20 minutes
alone with him.

Make sure it's not less.

You got it.

Voicemail:
Your call has been forwarded.

Get down here, now.

I want to apologize.

It got a little
aggressive back there.

We lost one of our guys.

Emotions run high.

Please.

I just got off the phone
with your coach, Angelo.

Before that, I spoke
to your history teacher.

Both full respect,

for you and who you are.

I-I...

I didn't do anything.
I didn't... I didn't...

I didn't do anything.

I've looked in the eyes
of some very bad people.

And I feel like I can see
a man's soul in his eyes.

I look at you,

I see a good kid
who's been shaken up

and needs a little help
settling down again.

Moses, do you know what

a memorandum of cooperation is?

It's an agreed version
of the truth.

We agree on the truth.

We cooperate with each other.

You get to go home
where you belong.

So I wrote up
what we said in the car.

"I knew they were police
and my gut said run,

so I ran"

that fair?

"The cop chasing me had me
down a dead-end street."

Blackstone or south blackstone?

Blackstone.

Thank you.

"I had to get away."

"I made a move toward the cop"?

- "I ran toward the cop"?
- I didn't... that.

I didn't do that.
I didn't intend for that.

Maybe, maybe we do a little
lawyer language here.

Sometimes easier.

So that would be...

"Pursuant to my attempt
to escape,

there was physical contact...

Between myself
and the police officer,

as a consequence of which...

He hit his head."

That didn't happen. It didn't...

I didn't intend
for that to happen

because he was running
and I was trying

to run at the side

- and I was trying...
- This is just you, me,

and the facts.

So, so, so,

so what if I don't want
to do this memorandum?

What if I don't cooperate?

Then, it'll be other cops.

With all their anger

about what happened
to one of their guys.

If I can't show my people
proof of your cooperation,

they pull me out

and they pull in your mom
and Joshua

and your buddy marquise,

on account of the pressure
they're under.

But none of that happens

if I show them our memorandum.

You sign this...

And everybody stands down.

I'll give you a minute
to think about it.

Think about your
responsibilities.

Aah!

I I

Sir, if you don't
fill out the form...

You know who I am and you
know who I'm here to see.

I'm not filling out any form.

You don't fill out the form,
you don't see your client.

You're stalling me.
Please stop stalling me.

Let me see my client, please.

Mr. Johnson is ready

- to see his lawyer.
- Thank you.

We got him.

What's he saying?

We got that, too.

What was the very last
thing I said?

We just talked about what
happened in the car.

- Moses, Moses!
- He sounded like he

- was trying to help me.
- Help you?!

Yeah, that's what it felt like!

And now?

How does it feel now?

I don't feel guilty.

I don't feel like I'm
a murderer or nothing.

That piece of paper you signed,

in the eyes of the law,

it says you're both.

Law ain't right, Mr. Franklin.

The law ain't right.

What'd you do to him?!

Excuse me?

You heard me.

Officer young.

Can you help my lawyer
friend out here?

Anything happen in the car
on the way to the station?

Anything you didn't like?

Nope.

So maybe it's you.

What?

Playing the race card.

It's up the sleeve of every

liberal lawyer
in america right now.

I see you, brannigan.

I know what you are.

I've been seeing you
for the last 30 years,

doing what I do.

And I see you.

You're at the end of your career

and looking to go out
with a bang.

You know your problem?

Square peg, round hole.

I'm just not
what you want me to be.

I got to admit I was surprised.

Never had you down
as an ambulance chaser.

Oh, yeah?

Well, if it's not that,

then how did you know

where the most wanted
murder suspect

in the history of this city

was hiding out,
and we didn't, hmm?

What were you going
to do, Franklin,

put him in the trunk
and head down to Mexico?

You don't scare me, brannigan.

Then you can leave.

Or you can stay.

But, if you stay,

it's going to be on a charge
of obstructing justice

and aiding and abetting
a fugitive.

Hey, baby.

The doctor called me.
What-what's going on,

- Franklin?
- It-it's... it's nothing.

Why does Dr. Algren need

to speak to you so badly,

- he calls me three times?
- I missed an appointment.

They hate it when that happens.

Is it your knee again?

Oh, you got to be kidding me.

- Franklin.
- You got to be kidding.

- What is it?
- I-I-I got to go.

I-I'll see you tonight.
I love you.

Franklin.

- Jack.
- Are you kidding me?

- Jack.
- A big murder

five minutes before you retire?

- I don't think so.
- Who gets it, Jack?

- Not you.
- Yes, but who?

- Danny pascoe.
- Danny pascoe...

Conveyor belt lawyer.

I want this, Jack.

You can't have it.

Then it's over.

What?

If you won't let me
represent Moses Johnson

as a public defender,
you give me no choice.

What are you talking about?

I'm resigning, Jack,

and I'm going to represent
him privately.

This is crazy.

Sometimes community
is the same as family,

and that's where I am
with Moses.

And, when it's family,
you don't say no.

You step in.

And nobody, not even the man

I trust most
in this whole building,

is going to get in my way.

Well, at least they're
paying attention.

Maybe tone it down a little?

Oh, is that the reporter?

Mm-hmm.

Bet.

Good afternoon!

Good afternoon.

Thank y'all for coming.

So, there's a reporter here,
third row.

We have Mr. Sessions, right?

Peter sessions.

Yeah.

Mr. Sessions is saying that I am

"barefoot and dangerous."

- Mm. - Ha!
- Dead right.

Martha:
No, it's alright. He's right.

I am dangerous.

Women have always been judged
in this way.

Jeannette rankin ran
for congress in 1916

and they said that her gowns
were too "severe."

Hillary Clinton...
They said that she was

"confused about her gender"

because her pantsuits
were too baggy.

After all of this time,

they are still more comfortable

with women carrying babies
than ballots.

- Woman: Come on, now.
- And here I come,

shoeless, barefoot me,

and he is more concerned
about what is not on my feet

than what is coming
out of my mouth.

Woman: Say that.

So we have to ask ourselves,

what is... is hiding
underneath the cheap headline?

I know.

Every woman in this
room knows. Woman: Right.

Man: Right. Martha: It's fear.

It's fear because I am
demanding accountability

from the
Chicago police department.

Woman: Say that! Man: Right!

Fear that I want to end policing

that's just personal security
for rich white folks.

- Man: Tell 'em, tell 'em.
- Fear that I am demanding an end

to the executions of black
and brown children.

Fear I want to build a movement.

I want to build a future
where black and brown children

can be children

and where they are safe
and where they can thrive.

And Mr. Sessions here is afraid
because, in that future,

he has to lose
his first place in line.

It ain't about my shoes!

It ain't about my shoes.

Don't get distracted!

It's about my ideas.

Man: Alright now. Alright now.
Man #2: Tell 'em.

Woman: Tell it. Tell it.
Man: Tell it.

Woman: That's what
I'm talking about.

Wonderful, baby.
That was brilliant.

Franklin,
why aren't you at work?

It's... it's complicated.

Now... now, you know
you're scaring me.

I-I resigned.

- It's... it's not about me.
- Franklin, why don't you just...

- Just tell me what's going on.
- It's not about me.

- Okay, well, who is it about?
- It's about Moses.

Moses Johnson. I'm... -What?!

I'm his lawyer, only they
don't want me to be.

- So, so you resigned, right?
- I wanted...

I wanted to talk
to you about it.

- No.
- No, no, baby.

I-I wanted... -No, no, no.

We agreed.

No, no, no.

We agreed.

I want Moses Johnson

to have the best
representation possible.

I want that.

But you, you... you promised me.

You looked me in my eyes
and you said,

"after 17 years at home,

after 17 years at home, now,

now, it's your chance," right?

You said that to me.

We know Moses!
He's a bright light now.

I'm sorry, you're
representing the cop killer?

His name is Moses Johnson.

That's f-r-a-n-k-i-i-n.

Franklin, like Roosevelt?

Franklin, as in aretha.

So you got
the cop killer's back.

You're calling
for defunding the police.

You two are quite the pair.

To Michael.

To Michael.

- To Michael.
- To Mike.

Salute.

Brannigan: Slainte.

The last thing we talked about,

I invited him here.

Said he wanted to get home
to Jessica and the kids.

Last time I saw him, he was, uh,

really gunning for that
sergeant position,

you know,
making me pop-quiz him.

I'd like to think that
he would've got it.

Where was he on the list?

Third.

Wrote a great exam.

So, he would've got it.

Absolutely.

Uh, Leo-Leonard makes the...

- Makes the call?
- Deputy superintendent, yeah.

He's a good guy.

He would've wanted Michael
for sergeant.

When was the last time
you spoke to him?

Before the bust.

He came to see me.

Do you remember
what you talked about?

Sure.

I asked to see him.

I knew he was trying
to plan a vacation

and five kids makes it hard,

so I just wanted
to offer him my cabin,

you know, free of charge.

Frater: Well, shit,
now that he's dead,

hell, I'll take you up on that.

Come on.

No, kids, but I got a wife
and three girlfriends.

- Ah!
- Where's the cabin at,

in the lake somewhere?

82nd street.

Sit out on the rocker
on the porch.

Sweet sound of gunshots.

Smell the vinegar.

Vinegar?

You never noticed?

Blood smells like vinegar.

How about you?

Last conversation.

Tsk. Pbbt.

Baseball.

He had money on the sox.

Michael was like a brother
to Johnny,

Which made him a son to me.

I want you children
to look around you now,

into all the faces here,

and know,
as you look at each of them,

that you may have lost a father,

but you have gained
a new family for life.

We stand together.

Hey, Johnny.

Be alright, Johnny.

But he turned the car over.

Hey.

Dad,

Can I talk
to you just for a minute?

Yeah.

Man: It was a different
time back then.

I think that...

I think Michael might've been

doing something.

"Doing something"?

He had a wire.

And he didn't tell me.

I don't know what
you're talking about,

but I do know

your partner is lying six feet

on the other side of the dirt.

His reputation
and loyalty to the job

is supporting an entire family

on the other side of that yard.

You understand what that means?

Yeah, I...

It means $50,000 off the top.

Another 100 grand.

College tuition
for all five kids, paid!

Now, you heard enough,
or you want me to go on?

Look, Michael rossi
just died a hero.

You want to turn that
upside-down?

Alright, I got it.

Good!

Because every man has secrets

and, if he's lucky enough
to take them to the grave,

then that's where
they should stay.

Thought I heard a ghost.

Should've figured it was you.

Yeah, well, Michael
always had a bottle

for a special occasion and, uh,

this is as special as any.

Here, he'd want you
to have this.

We fought for this thing.

The arc of the ball,
we... we knew it was...

It was coming
right for us and...

And we fought like...
Like crazy, and...

And he won.

And we carried on.

Like what we had was...

It was too strong.
It was... it was too...

It was too honest

to ever get derailed.
Do you know what I'm saying?

It was... it would've been
the same if I caught the ball.

He was wearing a wire
the day he died, Jessica.

He didn't tell me.

I thought that it...

Well, who was he...

-Hey, mom.

Hi, sweetie.

You okay?

What's a wire?

A wire is

something a...
A police officer wears

when... when he wants to record

someone saying something
without...

Without anyone hearing.

You know, I think your dad,

he would've wanted you
to have this.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah.

What's good witchu, bro?

Man, this shit crazy.

Stay away from them.

Come on.

Hey, Steve.

Come on, Logan,

don't tell me they
got you working today.

Just, uh, want to get
a look, you know?

I take care of you I

I tried so many things

but nothing but god will

I yeah I -j' god will I

J' god will I

I take care I

-j' take care of you I
-j' yeah-eah-eah, yeah-eah-eah I

I god will I

I take I

I care I -

Iofj'

- praise the lord.
- Hallelujah.

-Thank you, Jesus.

Yes.

-Thank you. Praise him.

- Praise him.
- Amen.

Pastor: In the name of
the father and of the son

and of the holy spirit, amen.

All: Amen.

O loving and gracious god,

please, bless this house
on this day of mourning.

- Jes us!
- Yes, lord.

Though anger lives
in the hearts of all mankind...

- Yes.
- Yes, god, yeah.

Let us not act on this anger

with vindictiveness, father...

- But with compassion.
- Yes.

Man: Yes, sir.

Let us not lean
unto our own understanding,

but accept thy will

- as infinite wisdom.
- No disrespect.

I'MMA need you
to get out of here.

Open and free
to the public, my man.

Maybe. Maybe so.

I ain't gonna ask again.

Woman: No, he ain't.

Pastor: This the world
we live in. Right here.

Good. I'm glad we had this talk.

I don't want to get louder

in front of god
and my man's mama,

but you got a lot of nerve,
showing up in here.

I know you.

You with the pig
that pulled the trigger,

sent tutu to an early grave.

- Tutu?
- Only reason we don't smack you up here

is out of respect
for miss Janet.

- But outside...
- Outside?

Okay, okay,
let's keep the peace.

- Okay.
- Mm! Praise the lord.

- Pastor.
- Tough now, boy.

Michael: These
people are all the same to me.

But they have got to be
paying for that pass...

The faction.

Brannigan: Paying who?

It's just where the heat is now.

He got a name,

your man in the nation?

Yeah.

Tutu.

Jesus.

Tutu.

Tutu is Rufus.

Come in, Franklin.

Thank you.

You want to dance a little,
or should I spell it out?

I don't dance.

It's cancer.

I need to see if it spread,

so the next step is a body scan.

So what...?

The gleason score is high.

What does that mean?

It means it's
an aggressive cancer.

What does that mean?

We have a fight on our hands.

So have you ever been
in the paper before,

- like in your school paper?
- Hey!

What are you doing?

My job.

My son?

- My son, now?
- You know, David was telling me

- that this is not the fir...
- Oh, no, no, no.

You don't know him.

Don't call him by his name.

So, freedom
of the press matters,

unless the story's

- about you?
- You get away

from my house.

You get away from my son,

“ow.

Or what, you gonna
call the police?

- Mom, are you okay?
- Get up.

- Huh?
- Is this

- okay?
- Yes, it's fine, baby.

- Go in the house.
- Hey, David?

David, man, can I ask you
one more question?

- - Get!
- Ooh!

Got it? Come on. Stay with me.

Stay with me. Okay.

Okay, go ahead, go ahead.

Watch your fingers.

Mr. Franklin.

It's going to be alright.

Moses Johnson!

Speaker: From over there?

You're here.

Did you think iwouldn't be?

So, what do I do?

I'm going to ask for more time.

What about bail?

Counselor, have you had a chance

to meet with the
state's attorney?

I'm... I'm sorry,
your honor, I did not.

Okay... back in a week,

at which time,
we will enter a plea.

Until then,
given the circumstances

and gravity of the offense,
bail is set at $1 million.

Your... your honor, you...
Your honor,

you know there's no way
this family

can raise that kind
of bail money.

Well, the murder
of a police officer, counselor.

I mean, don't tell me
he's not a flight risk.

None of us were born yesterday.

Next -your... your honor,

- please.
- Next!

$1 million?

Don't worry. Don't worry.

- I got you.
- It's okay, sweetie.

I love you.

$1 million means we have
to post $100,000,

which is obviously
out of the question,

- so we...
- 100 grand, he can come home?

Well, yes, but you still got

- to raise that.
- Then that's what we'll do.

This is my son
we're talking about.

It's his life.

If it's money that we need,
it's money we'll get.

- But how are you going to...
- Aye.

You let me worry about that.

I'll do what I have to do,
and you will, too.

You made a promise.

I trust you, you trust me,
we prevail.

Right.

Hi, Dr. Algren. Martha Roberts.

Hello, Martha.

I'm so sorry about Franklin.

It's... tough, for all of you.

Cancer... is a hard word
to handle,

which makes your role critical.

Martha.

- We got a couple keys.
- How much

Look, look.

Mo's mom.

You drove Joshua there.

That'd be the kindness
of your heart, right,

community work?

Miss Norma,
it ain't even like that.

- We just over there...
- What you not gonna do is

call yourself
a friend of my son.

Not even associates.

You don't talk to him.

And, if I even catch you
looking at him sideways,

I'll put a bullet
in your ass myself.

- Yo, ma Dukes ain't...
- Shut up.

- Back around.
- Aight, man.

Okay.

Come on, man.

Brannigan: Logan.

- What was that?
- Huh?

What do you mean, "huh"?

Gangbanger funeral
that damn near turned

into your funeral.

H was mad and...

You know, I listened to my dad

talk about Michael and...
And it just...

And... and then, it made me

just want to go and take out

every asshole
who had anything to do

with Michael's death,
I want dead.

I know I'm not supposed to.

You know, the wrong
people stay alive and...

And the wrong people die.

So, a bottle of scotch
on your own?

Maybe once.

But what you really need?

Stay close to the people

who know what you're
going through.

Yeah.

And, if you won't do that,

we'll stay close to you.

Poker night is Wednesday.

You the police?

I'm... I'm a lawyer.

What kind of lawyer?

Moses Johnson's lawyer.

I saw what happened.

You want to...

You want to talk to me
about that?

Not right here.

O-Okay, okay.

My way of thinking is

cops see blackness as a weapon.

Being black is like,
I don't know,

I might as well have a gun,
you feel me?

So running and fighting,
like Moses did?

That's self-defense.

But they don't see it like that.

Or they're blind to it.

But the thing to be is
to make the blind see.

You okay?

You sick or something?

Get in here.

Get in here, boy.

"Pursuant
to my attempt to escape,

there was physical contact

between myself
and the police officer,

as a consequence of which
he hit his head."

They think that's
your confession.

It's not.

It's your defense.

Hey, hey, hey.

Here we go!

What's up?

Hey, what you doing?

I know.

I spoke to Dr. Algren.

I know.