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Okay.

people movin out, people movin in

why? Because of the color of the skin

run, run, run

but you sure cant hide

an eye for an eye,
a tooth for a tooth

vote for me and Ill set you free

the only person talkin
bout love is the preacher

and it seems nobodys
interested in learnin

but the teacher

segregation, determination,
demonstration, integration

aggravation, humiliation,
obligation to our nation...

the girl can sing. Ill give her that.

Why dont you play hard to get, Romeo?

Huh?

Im off duty.

Not anymore.

Driscoll wants to meet.

- Tonight?
- Now.

ohh, sweet hallelujah

cant you hear me talkin to ya
just a ball of confusion

thats what the world is today

its just a ball of confusion

let me hear you, let me hear you say

let me hear you, let me hear you,
let me hear you say

ball of confusion

This is detective Daniel Gallagher

with detective Charles horvath

of the vice and narcotics unit,
case number 10-0—0-5—4-5-9,

meeting Langford "Lanny" Driscoll
for a first time felony weight buy.

Time is 21:13. Date: August 7.

Multiple small buys of oxycontin, heroin,
cocaine have previously been purchased

from Michael "studs" Driscoll,
brother of Lanny Driscoll.

Shakespeare.

Hey, Casey, whats up?

I was thinking about tonights game.

Give me some numbers. Make em good.

What are you talking about,
she got blown up?

Okay, Casey, listen, just...

Just settle down.

Im really sorry this happened. I am.

I dont know if Pierce was involved!

I didnt know she got blown up
till you told me.

Casey, just calm down.

Im gonna get into it for you
right away, okay?

You all right?

Ill take the over a hundred times,
same thing on the parlay.

Well talk tomorrow.

The fuck was that about?

That was my grandmother.

She misses you. She says, "hi."

Somebody got blown up?

Just something Im working on
to pay the bills.

- How much you down?
- How much am I down?

Ask me after tonights game, okay?

- You ready for this?
- Lets do it.

I was gonna get laid tonight, asshole.

You can still get laid.

Okay.

So, were two guys
with something they want.

They dont like what we got...

We walk away.

A hundred says that fat fuck
tosses that cigarette

- before we get to the boat.
- Before we step on the boat?

Before we reach the boat.

- You want the bet or not?
- Fuck it. Ill take it.

Come on, you fat bastard,
toss the cigarette.

Whats up, big fella?

How you guys doin?

Studs, how ya doin?

That must be Charlie and Danny.

Thank you for coming.

Studs tells me great things
about you guys.

- I appreciate that.
- Nice to meet you.

- Danny boy.
- Thanks for taking the time.

My brother likes you, I like you.

Danny, stay with studs for a minute.
I need to talk to Charlie.

Charlie, take a look at this boat.

Great boat. Its like a fuckin hotel.

Picked it up
from a retired dentist in Florida.

Those fuckin guys are loaded.

Youre lookin good, studs.

You, uh, lose a few?

What are you down to now, whale weight?

Go fuck your hand.

I got a thyroid problem.

- Come on. Im kidding.
- Dont kid.

Who you lookin at, you fat fuck?

Who you starin at?

I need a light.

Thanks.

Sure.

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Police! Dont you move!

You fuckin prick!

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Whoa! Whoa! Danny! Its me!

Its me!

What the fuck happened?

Driscoll! He made us!

- Are you good?
- Find Driscoll!

Oh, Jesus...

Charlie!

Hes wired, Charlie!

Hes a cop!

- What?
- Hes a cop!

Are you fucking kidding me?

Charlie!

Drop your weapon!

_ _

Believe it or not, there used to be
an amusement park here.

Your grandfather used to have

a cigar, cigarette, and tackle shack
over there by the pier.

Where I met your old man.

I would say we were about... 13 years old.

I used to have a little business
selling bait.

One day, two hoods came by,
they wanted to take my stand.

They kicked the shit out of me.
They took everything.

And I wanted those guys dead.

I wanted that more than anything in life.

I wanted to take my bait knife,
this one right here,

and I wanted to fillet
those sons of bitches.

But your father...

He saw what I was thinking,
and he made me think it through.

He asked me,
"what do you want most in life?"

I said I wanted them dead.
He says no. He fought me on that.

He said, "what you really want
is your stand back."

So I took his advice
and moved my stand downriver.

I made more money with that stand
than the first one.

You see what Im saying?
If it wasnt for your old man,

god knows where I end up.

Maybe dead.

Or maybe worse.

Maybe painted as a bent cop.

Hey, I gotta tell ya, Danny,

I dont think Charlie was painted bent.

I think he was bent.

I think what Charlie loved
most in life was gambling.

And it put him in Driscolls pocket.

Fuck it. Doesnt matter what I think.

Cause Driscoll sat in a courtroom

and told the jury he had his hooks
into you and Charlie.

You got greedy
and pressed him for more money.

The next thing you know, Charlie was dead,
theres a dead narc nobody knew about,

and youre in a fuckin cell.

- You really believe that, Jimmy?
- I believe what I see and what I hear.

Driscoll had payments and dates
in his books from both you and Charlie.

- I never took a nickel.
- Charlie did and he kept your end.

- The fuck he did!
- You stuck your head in the sand.

If theres a crime in that,
youve done it, Ive done the same.

Whens Driscoll up for parole?

Thats not the move.

That is not the move.
The move is go find Kate.

You know they took her joint away?

They trumped up some bullshit,
took her license away,

and closed her down.

- I didnt know that.
- —of course you didnt know that!

Because youre thinking
about something else!

Let me explain something.

Every cop in this city hates you,

and theyre gonna come after
the thing that you love.

What you need to do is go find her.

Shes working as a waitress.

As a fucking waitress,
in some joint out in the sticks.

Go find her.

And make a life for yourselves.

Shes the best thing
that ever happened to you.

Jimmy, I killed Driscolls brother.
Hes not the kind of guy to forget that.

- What do you need from me?
- Whens he out?

- Sixth of April.
- Sixth of April?

-He gonna make it? —of course.

He turned in two dirty cops,
the judge thanked him for it.

Sixth of April, hes out,
just like you are.

Now listen to me.

I know youre not bent
like Driscoll said you are,

but if you go kill this guy,
thats exactly what youre gonna be.

Charlie was good, he fooled us both.

But, fuck, its time to move on.
Thats the call here.

Let it go.

Jimmy, if I dont believe in Charlie,
I dont believe in anything.

Welcome home, Danny.

Sorry about the stink.

Been hotter than a dog in heat,
and it aint even summer.

Anything else you need, Danny,
whatever, you let me know.

I owe ya.

Wheels?

Cleaned her up, put a new battery in.

Thanks, Jake.

Hello?

Sorry. One second. Hello?

Its me.

Danny?

Igotout

yeah, I know.

Ive been thinking about you.

Yesterday was your birthday.

Christ, you didnt remember your birthday?

Im sorry they took your place, Kate.

They shouldnt have taken it out on you.

I moved on, Danny.

Im doing all right.

I have to go.

- Wait, Kate.
- You know what hurts the most?

You cut me off.

Like I was the enemy.

Like I was one of them.

And I wasnt.

I just wanna know why.

I wouldve waited forever.

Dont call again, Danny.

I dont know what you need.

I dont know how to fix it.

But I hope you do.

Where you at, Danny boy?

Good till about a minute ago, milty.

Its Milton.

Assume the position, shithead.

Spread em, motherfucker.

I do something wrong?

Jaywalking.

Jaywalking?

You lock jaywalkers up these days?

Only the cop killers.

Ill let you go with a warning.

You ever call me "milty" again,

Ill put a bullet in your fucking head.

What the fuck happened?

Driscoll! He made us!

Charlie!

Hey, Casey, whats up?

I was thinking about tonights game.

Gimme some numbers, make em good.

Casey, this is Gallagher.

Charlie was into me for a lot of money,
so he helped me with my sister.

She was having a problem with her husband.
He was hiding money.

What kind of money?

The kind of money you steal from somebody.

She thought if she could find out
who he was stealing it from,

she could use it against him,
try to save their marriage.

Its nuts.

But thats what she wanted, so...

I made a deal with Charlie
to square up the books,

if she could find what Pierce was up to.

Thats her husband, bill.

Bill Pierce.

So Charlie was tracking Pierce.

Yeah, cause I was worried
about my sister, all right?

Whatd he find out?

Nothing, as far as I know.

Thats why I called Charlie that night.
It was Pierces car that blew up.

Not Jens.

Jennifer, that was her name.

Whatd the cops say?

They bullshitted around,
made a lot of promises,

they were gonna get who did it,
then nothin.

- You told them about Pierce?
- —a thousand times.

They thought since it was Pierces car,
he mightve been the intended target.

Its fuckin horseshit.

Its an ongoing investigation.

Just wanna make sure
you have my pay ready tomorrow.

Yeah.

You ever work with Lanny Driscoll?

Lanny Driscoll?

You know Im a bookie.
Of course I worked with him.

What about your sister or Pierce?

Do they know Lanny Driscoll?

Not that Im aware of.

You think Pierce had something to do
with what happened to you that night?

Him or you.

Listen, man, I dont know you well.

But I knew Charlie.
We were friends, all right?

I dont beat people up unless I have to.

And I dont kill people.

Not friends like Charlie

and not scumbags like my sisters husband.

What did your sister do?

For work? Nothing.

She painted in college.

She actually started taking art classes
again over at the academy

when she found out about Pierce.

- What about Pierce?
- Hes an accountant.

For the government.

He never said much about it.

Treasury department, I think.

Thats Jen.

You know, my sister,
she wasnt an important person,

but she was a good person.

And she deserved more than what she got.

So if you find anything out,

Id appreciate it
if you let me know about it.

Were at the home
of government official bill Pierce.

This is where this morning his wife,
Jennifer Pierce, got into a car.

There was an explosion,
and she was killed.

Police are now investigating
the unknown cause of this explosion.

A shock for everyone here
in the neighborhood.

Needless to say, bill Pierce distraught
by this turn of events.

As you can see, there are
emergency workers, and investigators,

explosives experts...

Hey, buddy?

What can I do for you?

Jack bagby, from up on nine.

Listen, Im a little bit embarrassed.
Im new here.

Ive forgotten the name
of the guy whos, uh,

talking to bill Pierce over there.

Oh, thats Mr. Loach.

Hes a big shot.
You dont wanna forget his name.

Loach, huh? Right! Treasury department.

Nah, treasurys across the street.

You are new here, arent you?

Yeah. Thanks, pal.

Sure thing.

Ah, damn it! Ive done it again.

- I forgot my card.
- I got it.

Oh, thanks, pal. Uh, ten, please.

Can I help you?

Oh, hey, hi! Uh...

Jack bagby,
I got an appointment with Kim masters.

Theres no Kim here.

No Kim? 1114? Department of interior?

No, this is 1014.

Oh, god, no...

Oh, great! Now Im late. Terribly sorry.

Youre gonna have to go back down
and see the guard.

You wont be able to get to 11
without an elevator pass.

Elevator pass. Got it. Thank you.

There is no sin that cannot be forgiven.

Even when the weight of his sins

has sunk the lost
deep into the lake of fire.

He may be born again.

So today...

I ask you this question:

Where will you go from here?

Will you Wade further
into the lake of fire,

thrash among the flames
waiting to be saved?

Or will you save yourself,

depart from evil, and do good?

For the wages of sin...

Is death.

- —Here you go.
- Thank you.

I guess Ill be going.

Last night was it for me at fattys.

Im going home.

Homes good.

You know whats strange?

Two years Ive been here.

And youre the only person
Im saying goodbye to.

I bet you got people.

Somebody to say goodbye to.

Youd lose.

Dont call again, Danny.

Thank you.

I dont know what you need.

And I dont know how to fix it.

Yeah?

Im investigating the death
of Jennifer Pierce.

Im glad someones finally looking into
what happened to Jennifer.

You mind telling me about her?

She was good.

Little formal training,
but she had talent.

Did she have any friends here,

anyone she mightve had
a personal connection with?

Marcy Williams.

Marcy Williams, whos that?

Ill show you.

This was Jennifers portrait of Marcy.

Beautiful.

Jennifer was good, but lets face it,
she had a great subject.

Would you mind showing me Marcys records?

Cant. Dont have any.

What do you mean?

When Jen died, I wanted to contact Marcy.

I checked the registrar.

She was never enrolled.

Theres something that I considered
showing the police,

but they never came by to ask.

I dont even know if its important,

but for some reason I kept it.

Thats Jennifer with Marcy.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Stop.

Back it up.

There. Stop.

Okay, Marcy Williams,
Mercedes four-door, right?

Yeah, thats right.

Okay.

Here we go... got it!

Not on file.

Thats a red flag.
Usually means government issue.

What agency?

Your guess is as good as mine.

Anything else?

There are 14 licenses issued
under the name "Marcy Williams."

Forty-two under "marshell Williams."

If you give me an age, I can crosscheck.

Tell you what: Ill let you know.

Hey, g.

Yeah?

Im glad youre out.

Yeah, me too.

Hello, Marcy.

Actually, its Rebecca.

- Gallagher.
- I know.

I know everything about you.

What do you know about me?

Well, I know you work
for some government agency:

CIA, fsb, fu2, one of them.

I know you had the police investigation

into the death
of Jennifer Pierce shut down.

I know you were sleeping with Jennifer.

I bet there was no love lost there
when she was murdered.

Anything else?

I liked you better as a blonde.

Give it time.

I dont think so.

Why are you tracking bill Pierce?

Thats my business.

This is who I work for.

That should scare you.

It scares the hell out of me.

Whats it got to do with Pierce?

Youre interfering
with a major investigation

having to do with national security.

You need to back off.

If you dont back off,
I will force you to back off.

You understand that, right?

Seems pretty clear enough.

My cell is on the card
if you have any questions.

I do have a question.

How much money do you think
a guy like Pierce makes a year?

- Why?
- Hes got a young mistress.

He buys her gifts, expensive jewelry,
got a nice place

down on the waterfront
with her shacked up.

Be nice to know where hes getting
all that money from.

You sticking your nose into this
is only going to make things worse.

Well, it couldnt get much worse
for Jennifer Pierce, could it?

By the way, you sleeping with her,

was that for god and country and all that
or was that for real?

- Eddie!
- Ugh.

You want it done right
or you want it done?

And put that cigarette out.

On second thought...

Give it here.

What do we got?

Professional.

- Only one?
- That I could find.

You piss somebody off again?

Its a problem of mine.

Put your hands where I can see em.

Problem, officer?

License and registration.

Okay if I reach into myjacket?

Shut the fuck up and get out the car!

Come on. Lets go.

You know, you two dick twins
are the second team

to stop me like this.

"Dick twins?"

Is that what you said, "dick twins?"

Do you fuckin think
I look like this fuckin uncle Tom?

You think I look like this trailer trash,
inbred motherfucker?

I didnt say that.

You going to jail, scumbag.

Ive been to jail. Didnt like it.

You like your teeth?

Cause youre about to lose molars.

Tell me what I did wrong.

Well, for starters,
driving with a broken taillight.

Nope. No. He just broke it.

Tonight, youve done nothin.

But what you have done,

and what you are...

Is scumbag motherfuckin cop killer.

You think just because
they let you out that

that somehow gets you a free pass.

If thats what you think...

You very wrong.

Thats a cute mustache.

Before you do anything stupid,

have a look inside the car.

You see that?

Thats a dashcam
uploading everything we say and do

directly to my attorneys server.

Thats right, you dumb motherfuckers,

I own you.

So this is whats gonna happen.

Youre gonna go back to the precinct,

and youre gonna tell
your fuckhead buddies

to back off.

And you owe me for a taillight.

Back off!

All right.

Were just about done here.

Anything else you could think of?

Like what?

Like maybe why someone
would wanna kill you.

Aside from half the cops in this city?

Aside from them.

Cause any of them
woulda done a better job

than what happened here tonight.

Nobody I can think of.

All right. Thanks, doc.

Keep in mind what I got from you
is only one side of the story.

The true side, frank.

The side that used to count
for something in this city.

After we get the ballistics in on the gun

and find out something
about this guy you say ran off,

we gonna be talkin again.

Hey frank, you get a hit on that gun,

Id appreciate knowin where it came from.

What are you, a cop or something?

Let me tell you something, tough guy.

If I find even a smidge of something
I can arrest you for,

I will Bury you.

I will fuckin Bury you
and enjoy doing it.

You think I say that
cause you a bent cop?

Because your partner killed a cop,
a good cop?

Thought crossed my mind.

Youd be wrong.

Ill say that cause you a scumbag.

Ask me why you a scumbag.

Why am I a scumbag?

Because Ive been on the job
18 years, nine months, and 22 days,

and I dont have a gold shield.

Ask me why I dont have a gold shield.

Why dont you have a gold shield?

Cause the day
you and your partner got caught,

the bosses stopped all promotions

until they completed
an investigation into police corruption.

I still dont have my gold shield.

And that, my friend,
is why you are a scumbag.

We good?

Good as gold.

Have a nice evening.

Hey, frank!

You, uh, got a card?

Just in case I have any questions

or in the unlikely event
that youre not as lousy

at your job as I think you are?

All out.

Hello?

You put a tracking device
underneath my car.

And you took it out, which means
Im gonna have to put it back.

Someone just tried to kill me.

I dont know anything about that.

Im sure you dont,
but if it happens again,

Ill be sending your little package
to the media

with everything I know
about the Jennifer Pierce case.

Who the fuck...

Whos on the phone?

Who is this, and why you callin
in the middle of the night?

Jimmy?

Who is it, Jimmy?

Yeah, hold on a second.

Jimmy, who is it?

Its okay. I got this. Go to bed.

Hey, you better be callin me
cause you hit the lotto

because anything else...

Is gonna be a real problem.

I need a favor.

Whats up?

I may have a lead on what happened
that night with Driscoll.

I need files, though.

Unsolved homicide, three years ago,
woman named Jennifer Pierce.

Uh, Ill see what I can do.

Meet me at the anaconda,
one oclock, youre buying.

Shame on you, Jimmy.

What am I supposed to do?

Turn my back on him?

Yes.

Thats exactly what youre supposed to do.

Just walk away from it.

Please.

Jimmy.

- What about us?
- What ab...

What about all the conversations?

Please.

Im all hes got.

Eh, this place is all fished out.

So I know I havent lost my touch.

What you wanted on the car bombing.

Its an ongoing investigation so, uh...

The materials highly sensitive,
which means dont ask any questions,

which also means
get the fuck out of my face.

The materials on the forensics
that was, uh...

That was more difficult.

Luckily I had a buddy in forensics.

Somebody shut down access.

- Any idea who?
- Somebody high up.

Whats it all about?

Charlie was working something
on a guy named Pierce.

Husband of the woman who got blown up.

I think thats why Driscoll killed him.

Charlie found out what they were into.

Whatever youre chasing is a dead end.

You have any idea what kind of money

Charlie was into the shylocks
in this town for?

Forty-two five.

Forty-two five to three
different shys in this town,

and thats the kinda money
that gets you bent.

April 6th.

- Still on?
- Still on.

You go after Driscoll,
I cant help you, Danny.

You understand that?

I dont want your help.

I dont give a fuck if you want it or not,
I still cant do it.

But I can go back to my original advice,
which is go find Kate,

go to, uh, Paraguay

or some godforsaken country
nobody can pronounce,

and make a life for yourself.

Phyllis, its Gallagher.

Yes?

I need to get a court transcript quickly.

- We know anybody?
- We do.

Whose transcript?

Mine.

Casey.

I was just checking in.

Wondering how its goin.

Howd you know where I live?

Alexis.

She mentioned it
when I dropped her off at the airport.

She went home, you know?

Yeah.

Well, Pierce doesnt work
for the treasury.

I dont know what the hell he does,
he aint no accountant.

I dont understand.

- Wheres your sisters car?
- What?

The bomb blew up Pierces car.

Why wasnt your sister driving her own?

It was in the shop.

- You know where it is now?
- No. I dont know.

Do you have any idea

why Pierce goes to a church
all the way over in seidel?

Bill Pierce?
He never went to church in his life.

Hes an atheist.

Pray my brothers and sisters,

that our sacrifice may be
acceptable to god,

the almighty father.

May the lord accept
this sacrifice at your hands,

for the praise and glory of his name,

for our good,

and for the good of all his church.

Amen.

Hey, buddy!

You got a minute?

Im busy at the moment.

Great mass.

Eh, I remember you.

I remember everyone
who gives a nice donation.

Gotta tell ya, buddy,

I really enjoyed listening to that priest
who was here the other day.

He was amazing!

Oh, father Baileys the best.

Hes a monsignor.

- Is he around?
- Nope. Hes traveling again.

If it wasnt for father Bailey,

people of this parish
would have nowhere to pray,

nowhere to eat.

Oh, hes turnin it around.

- Where is he traveling?
- Middle east.

Father Bailey is a missionary

for the United Nations
world food program.

The mans a Saint.

I dont know how he does it.

Yeah, me neither.

Stay down!

Get down!

Get down!

Thanks.

Hello?

People keep trying to kill me.
Its getting annoying.

Now my car is gone.

It was ten years old,
had a busted taillight.

It was a piece of shit,
but it was mine, I liked it.

I cant help you.

Actually, you can.

Ask me why.

I learned this trick
from a piece-of-shit cop.

Go ahead, ask me why.

Why?

Because I followed bill Pierce to a church
so far outside his parish

it might as well have been in China.

Hes delivering envelopes to a priest

who travels to the middle east
every couple of weeks.

Not on the phone. Ill meet you.

Great idea.

Gas station. Exit 37.

Get out.

Its raining.

Get out.

Arms.

In the passenger seat.

What does Pierce do
for the department of fiscal oversight,

which by the way doesnt actually exist.

Hes an analyst.

Hes decoding transmissions
between certain countries

that might pose a threat to us.

Hes selling those transmissions
to the Iranians.

The monsignor is passing them along.

But were not after Pierce.

Were after who hes working with,

someone higher up.

Who killed Jennifer Pierce?

The Iranians.

How do you know that?

The bomb was made in Iran...

With materials
from the Ukraine and Russia.

If Pierce was working with them,
why would they kill him?

A very important Iranian agent
was recently lost.

"Lost?"

Eliminated.

The bombing was payback.

Pierces wife had the misfortune
of driving his car

the morning she was killed.

Her name was Jennifer.

You slept with her.
Why cant you say her name?

It was her idea.

Who tried to kill me today?

The agency.

You?

No.

I have been reassigned.

Because I wouldnt do it.

Lose me?

- Yes.
- Why?

Because I think its wrong.

To lose you.

Whyd you agree to meet today?

To convince you to back off.

Was it the agency in my loft
the other night?

I told you.

It wasnt us.

Youre gonna have to start trusting me.

Because if you dont...

Youre a dead man.

Arent you a little bit sorry
for what happened to her?

Yes.

Tell her brother that his sister
died in an accident.

Make up a story that he will believe.

Here you go, man.

Eddie, it could get dirty.

This car?

Never seen it before.

Looks stolen to me.

- Lets go.
- All right, man.

Hey, you.

Here you go.

Thanks.

Are you staying out of trouble?

Absolutely.

Do you wanna get in some?

Im free tonight.

Now why would you wanna go
and do that to yourself?

Well, what can I say?
Im a glutton for empty sex.

Its probably my catholic upbringing.

Whats goin on?

Oh, there was a fire at a church.

Monsignor Bailey,
a beloved figure in the parish,

was the only person to die in the fire,

apparently overtaken by smoke inhalation.

That window there
was the monsignors residence.

The struggling parish was facing
financial troubles of late.

A new monsignor was leading the church
back from the brink of...

Its Mr. Loach.

We can go.

I tried calling you. You didnt answer.

I dont trust you.

- Priest is gone.
- I know.

What happened?

I found out who Pierce
was working with at the agency.

Tom loach.

His supervisor.

I turned in a report to my superior.

Ten hours later, the priest is dead.

What the hell did you do that for?

I am not out here
running around unaccountable.

Im supposed to be tracking down
terrorists and their money sources.

If I cant trust my superiors,
then who can I trust?

Obviously it was a mistake.

This goes higher than I thought.

You think?

Theyre cleaning house.

Pierce is next, then you.

Me after.

Where is Pierce?

I dont know.

Gone? Lost?

More likely hiding,
but theyre gonna find him.

I thought you should know.

Thanks.

- Whats up, g?
- Hey, Dougie, how you doin?

I was doin better a minute ago.

Youre back on the job?

I got a private thing.

Heres a list of materials
that was used in the car bombing.

I need to know where they came from,
whether theyre foreign or domestic.

I dont do that kinda thing no more.

Im out. Been out.

And Id like to stay out.

Im giving myself a chance here.

I gave you a chance.

Dougie!

Everything all right?

Yeah.

Gs an old friend.

What I got here aint much.

But that kid? Hes mine.

I get it, Dougie. I really do.

This is a one-time deal, okay?

The battery, the wires,
the timer, even the c-4,

you get that stuff anywhere.

You wanna know what?

Whether its foreign or domestic.

Theres a guy,

Chuck cumming,

mad genius with explosives.

Back in the day, he was
the go-to guy for anything and anybody.

Will he talk to me?

Probably not.
Hes gonna think youre a cop.

Tell him youre my friend,

and, "I remember Bernadette."

"Bernadette?"

No cop will know anything about that.

And if hes not around, dont blame me.

Stranger!

Wait a goddamn minute!

Dougie, Im a friend of Bernadette!

Bernadette!

What?

Bernadette!

Bernadette!

That anfo couldve been made anywhere.

An fo?

Ammonium nitrate, fertilizer, and oil,

common bullshit.

Device explodes, there are gonna be
elements that are released.

Theyre called taggants.

Same principle for tracing ballistics
on a bullet.

But it takes time.

I dont have time.

Hmm.

You can try tracing the pipe
back to the plumbing supply source.

Same as the timer and the wire,
but that takes time too.

Ah, wait a minute. Heres something.

Im so fucking good at what I do.

Passion.

All about passion.

Check out the initiator.

The blasting caps.

What about em?

Theyre color-coated
to the manufacturer, right?

And these colors here,
what were looking at,

come from one place and one place only.

Well, wheres that?

Atglen.

Atglen?

Atglen, Greece?

No, atglen, about 100 miles away.

Atglen.

You sure?

What?

Is there any way this bomb
couldve been foreign-made?

You asking me if I know my shit?

No.

Can I ask you another question?

Why not?

Whos Bernadette?

You ever have something,
meant everything to you?

Yeah, I can see it in your eyes.

Destroys you.

Its like taking your gut and just...

Spilling it all over the floor.

Dont let it get away.

Aint nothin worth shit without it.

I need something else from you.

Whats that?

A throwaway.

Something that cant be traced.

And a silencer.

Give me a day.

Tell me about this.

Im sure you know all about it.

I want to hear it from you.

My partner and I were trying to take down

a drug dealer named Driscoll.

It went sour.

There was an undercover narc

from another operation on the boat
that we didnt know about.

Charlie killed him.

Driscoll got caught.

Painted us as bent.

Were you bent?

No.

But Im not so sure about Charlie.

What they did to you,

they did to my last partner in the field.

A good man who gave them everything.

He hung himself before
they could beat him to the punch.

You lied about the bomb.

It wasnt foreign made.

I needed you to walk away.

You knew Pierce killed his wife.

It wasnt important to us.

So you buried the report.

We have secrets, they have secrets.

In the end makes no difference whatsoever.

Everyone is corrupt.

Youre a cop.

You dont know that,
you dont know anything.

I am not a monster.

I liked Jennifer.

Whyd he kill her?

She was taping his phone conversations.

She knew that whatever he was doing,
it was wrong.

"Something terrible," is what she said.

Wheres his money?

I mean, hes obviously
got it stashed somewhere.

I doubt hed trust the bank,
too easy to trace.

He didnt. I checked.

Okay, so, if Im him,

Im hiding,
just waiting for the right time,

grab the money, and Im running.

We find Pierce, make this thing public.

Its our best shot.

Hey, buddy, you got a light?

Thanks.

Say, do we know each other?

Jack bagby, up on nine.

Tom loach.

- I dont think so.
- Huh.

Mustve been just out here
stealing a smoke.

Its a great leveler.

Yeah.

Thanks, pal

Yeah?

I found something.

I found a ticket for long-term parking.

It was taped to the underside
of Pierces desk.

Jennifer Pierces car.

Has to be where the money is.

Where is it?

The terminal by the old pier.

Ill meet you there.

Hello?

Casey, Gallagher.

Need you to call a cop named schumann.

- Where is she?
- I dont know!

- Where is she?
- I... okay! Okay!

Shes here somewhere!
I dont know where! I swear I dont!

Your supervisor, Tom loach,
isnt feeding you any secrets, is he?

What?

Youre stealing them on your own
and Rebeccas protecting you, right?

I dont know what youre talking about!

{gunshofl -

I said hello to Tom loach.

He had no idea what I looked like.

If he was trying to kill me,
hed know what I look like.

Hes investigating you and probably her.

He found out about the monsignor.

Thats why you killed him, right?

- Right?
- Yes! Yes!

She made me do it. Shes crazy!

The plan is to kill me then take the car?

- Right!
- And then the car blows up.

- What? No! No!
- Yes! The car blows up!

Leaving everybody dead but her.

Thats her plan.

-Who killed your wife? —she did.

All I wanted was the money!

I swear to Christ!
I didnt wanna hurt anyone!

Rebecca!

Its over, Rebecca.

Loach knows. I know.

This was never about your partner, was it?

Probably never had a partner.

Its only about the money.

Its always about the money, isnt it?

And theres a lot of it

inside the trunk of Jennifers car.

We can take it.

You and me.

- You fucking bitch.
- Shut the fuck up!

What do we do with him?

He doesnt count.

You fucking...

Drop it.

- I dont want to die.
- I dont wanna die either.

But if Im gonna die, Im gonna die last.

Neither one of us has to die.

Hes gone. Its only us.

Put the gun down.

You dont understand.

Nobody cares.

I tried giving them everything I had.

And they spit it right back in my face.

Dont you wanna...

Make them pay for what they did to you?

To your partner?

This is your chance.

All I want is to walk away
with all the money

that is inside that car.

And I want you to walk away with me.

Tell me that I can do this.

Tell me that we can do this.

Walk over to the trunk and get the money.

If we dont get blown to hell,

then we can go before they get here.

Before who gets here?

Thats them now.

Youre a fucking fool!

Its a problem of mine.

What makes you think
theyre gonna believe you and not me?

Well, the bullet that killed him
came from the gun youre holding.

That oughta do it.

Go on.

Go get the money. Theres still time.

Hello?

Is he out?

He is.

Turns out Driscoll had nothing to do
with that woman getting blown up.

Meet me at the anaconda.

Give me half an hour.

Its a shame a man
cant make a living selling bait.

Forty-two five, Jimmy.

Yeah, I know.

Yeah, I gave that up.

Must be getting old.

Wasnt quite sure
that you, uh, picked up on that.

Charlie never told anybody

how much hed lost, not even me.

I checked the court transcripts,

that figure never came up.

The only way you knew...

Is cause Driscoll told you.

You remember those two hoods
I told you about?

One day I ran into one of em
in the alley.

I made that prick pay.

I gave him a beating he wouldnt forget.

But I went too far.

I cracked his head open on the concrete,
and he was dead.

I looked at the end of the alley,

and I saw Driscoll, he was watching me.

From that day on...

Driscoll owned me.

It dont matter what made you bent, Jimmy.

Youre either one of them,

or youre one of us.

You told him.

You told him we were cops.

He made us!

Find Driscoll!

I just told him to turn down the buy.

But instead he tried to turn Charlie.

He bought the 42.5 from the local shys,

and he threatened to call it in
if Charlie didnt work for him.

Charlie turned him down.

He wasnt bent.

I need the address, Jimmy.

What are you gonna do?

Im gonna give you the address...

And then what,
youre gonna go kill Driscoll?

You think thats gonna make it better?

Nothing gets better.
Youre just gonna get another day.

Just the next day. Thats it.

You understand what Im saying?

If I give you the address,

then I gotta go to Driscoll

and gotta tell him youre coming.

I loved you, Jimmy.

Youre the closest thing
I had to a father.

Ah, fuck.

You gotta give up
what you most love in the world.

What you most want.

Cause thats the thing
thats gonna kill ya.

Heres your goddamn address.

Jimmy, Jimmy murtha.

Welcome.

Yeah.

Youre looking well.

Likewise.

- Is he coming?
- Hes on his way.

Oh, we barely got time to eat.

Look at that!

Beautiful!

- Nice fish.
- Yeah.

You like fish, Jimmy?

Not so much.

This is wild salmon, though.

You have never had it the way I cook it.

I promise you,
youre not gonna leave here hungry.

Filet mignon of the ocean.

You know, salmon...

Swim upriver every year
against the current.

Look at that.

You got a beer?

In the fridge.

You know, up in Alaska,

they smoke this fish on the beach.

You know that the inuits...

Make candy out of this.

They feed it to the kids.

I was up in Alaska years ago.

I watched them.

They have a place called
the salmons leap.

You know, Jimmy,
you gotta admire an animal,

a wild animal that fights its way

against the current
back to where it came from.

Fuck you!

Who the fuck is this?

You gave me the wrong address.

I gave you another day!

Another day!

Where are you, Jimmy?

Jimmy?

Jimmy?

theres gonna be days

when you hate me

theres gonna be days

when I make you mad

theres gonna be days

when you dont know what to do

maybe some days youll wish

you could take it all back

theres gonna be days

when the love is so thin

the days are a game

that we just cant win

theres gonna be days

you might wanna be free

theres gonna be days

when you hate me

but hold on strong

and dont let go

well carry on, I know

we can find a way

cause youre still my girl

in the bad days

johj

ooh

theres gonna be days

I havent seen you for months

nights when my lover

is a basement club

theres gonna be weeks

when youre all alone

because of the days

Im chained to that open road

and I hope the years

that we come up short

are swallowed by the years

that we make it work

and [pray the times

that our love is sweet

outweigh the days

that you hated me

but hold on strong

and dont let go

well carry on

I know we can find a way

cause youre still my girl

in the bad days

ooh

the bad days

days

the bad days

ooh

and hold on strong

and dont let go

we il carry on

I know we can find a way

cause youre still my girl

in the bad

days

we were, oh

so desperate

that was all

we had at first

so we started

huddlin together

and everyone

played its part

so much was forced

and the plan

was loud and clear

we were all

we ever had

to the last one standin here

woo, woo-oo

we were young

we thought we were in love

so it was

but thats not all

cause we were brought up

thinkin life was endless

and everyone

made its choice

so much was forced

and the plan

was loud and clear

yeah

we were all

we ever had

to the last one standin here

but we were stuck

in this dance of power

we were all

we ever had

to the last one standin here