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Yo.
Be good, Clean.
I'm workin' on it.
There were 25 victims...
I'm still lookin' for answers.
I just don't know the questions anymore.
I just know there's too much out there.
Sea of filth.
An endless onslaught of ugliness.
Blight
Plastic.
Cheap shit cloggin' up our minds.
Cloggin' up the drains,
poisoning our water, turning us to shit.
Where does it all go?
I've got blood on my hands.
I'm stained.
I'm dirty.
No matter how hard I try,
I can't wash away the past.
Come here.
Travis.
Addict.
You know, I got hurt serving.
They gave me some pills.
I just kept on taking 'em
'til I couldn't think about nothin' else.
And, uh, one day, they turned off the tap.
Got so sick I...
My legs wouldn't straighten out.
But the physical was nothin'
compared to what was goin' on up here.
A good dose is hard to cop.
Streets were flooded with that good, good dope, so...
The rush of violence is better than dope.
Better than blow. Better than base.
Meth. Crack.
If you're lucky, it'll let you come down this way.
It's about cleaning up my side of the street.
And lettin' it go.
So I can be of maximum usefulness
where my feet are.
Right under me.
Here. Now.
What is it that makes us return to
that empty place we keep going back to?
The beaten dog that needs his owner.
The jilted lover full of hope.
A failed father...
who failed his child.
Many of these animals are almost out of time.
- Hey. - Hey, neighbor.
You're grandma missed the meeting.
Figured you might need lunch.
You know people are gonna start saying
you're my dad.
Let me guess.
It's good for you.
Ever think about eating fish once in a while?
- Nah. - Just mix it up a little.
Fish is dirty.
- You don't like it, I can stop bringing it. - No, no. Hold on.
I got something.
Used to make these for my parents before the accident.
That's for me?
It's a gratitude bracelet.
Go on, now, you're gonna miss the bus.
Bye.
Hold up, please, I'm coming.
- Shit. - Yo.
It's cold out there, motherfucker, huh?
Yeah.
You know, man,
I can set my motherfuckin' clocks on you.
What you got here today?
Oh, shit.
Fuckin' Electrolux 30. Damn.
I ain't seen one of these in years.
Yeah. I rebuilt the cord winder,
I put new hoses, another plug. You can check it out.
No, you say it's proper, it's proper, man.
I'll give you 45 bucks for it.
All right.
- Thanks. - My man.
Yeah.
Shit, you think I don't know that?
Yeah, I know that.
Of course.
Hey, my man, let me see the one with the pistol grip.
Motherfucker, if you can't see what's goin' on,
you must have a stye on your eye, nigga,
I don't know what you got goin' on.
Let me get that one right there.
This one?
Nah, nah, nah, not that one, man,
the one with the pistol grip, the pistol grip.
Nah, nah, nah, wait right there, I'm comin' right now.
- It's 300. - 300?
It says 250 on the sticker.
- Hey, man. - What up? Something's up.
- How's it goin'? - Good.
What do you got for seconds?
Uh...
3 today.
Ugly as shit.
Maybe you can give 'em a second life.
That'll work.
Half off for public service.
Nice of you.
Where's my doughnut?
I just ate it.
I'll get you one next time.
I promise.
Hey.
Let me guess.
Bye.
I'll meet you right here, girl.
Gotta get the bus.
Ora pro nobis
Nobis peccatoribus
Nunc...
Where are your feet?
Under me.
What you say?
Come on, man, I said right here, under me.
It is my job to remind you...
that choosing not to talk...
is still choosing.
That's on you.
We do the work.
And that's it.
Most guys I sponsor,
they got a hard time doin' work.
Don't want to see what they did,
don't want to take care of it.
They just want to leave the mess that they made.
Sweep it up under the carpet...
And hope that it goes away.
But you...
you got a different sort of malady.
Yeah, it ain't the work.
That's the problem.
It's the lettin' go.
Some things you can never clean up
no matter how hard you try.
What happens then?
Well, you find a way...
to make peace with them.
Or they make war with you.
You must trust in the plan.
Be a warrior of the lord.
Can you?
Then join us in this commitment.
Shout it out.
I'm a warrior in service of a powerful god.
Here I am, Jesus...
There's my boy.
Here I am.
And I will stand for the redemption of everything.
Fuckin' embarrassing.
Want me to get him?
Let him get it out of his system.
- Yo! - Yo!
...shot in front of a convenience store
when police responded to reports of a man selling CDs
in front of the store. Now reportedly...
Oh, hang on.
He'd been shot at...
New cuts. Gotta open up your route a bit.
Sorry, boss.
...initial reports from police. They suggested that...
All good.
...he was actually running away...
Hey.
What's up? No school?
- The bus didn't come. - Didn't come?
They said service cuts.
Stopped running it to the neighborhood.
Your grandma can't take you?
Car's broken.
But it's fine. I can walk.
You can walk, huh?
You miss people?
What?
I mean, I always see you alone.
Just wonder if you miss being around people.
I am around people.
Just...
seems like you wouldn't be alone, that's all.
Like you'd have a girl or whatever, all that.
Nah. I ain't really good at all that.
Yeah.
Catch y'all on another level, though,
yo, ya'll stay up, be safe, y'all.
I love y'all niggas, man.
Catch y'all when I get home.
You're late.
Yeah, my fault.
We got work.
You're on the clock.
Maybe I don't feel like smellin' like fuckin' fish tonight.
That's the smell of success.
What do you got, one left?
Yeah.
- I got it. - All right.
12.
We're short 5.
- Fuckin' Chinks. - Yeah, fuckin' Chinese.
5 on 200 ain't shit.
No?
Ain't shit.
Your grandfather, Michael Sr., used to say,
"You let the small things slide,
you'll be failure."
Okay, Dad.
Okay.
Put Mikey to work.
They stopped runnin' her bus.
She's not your daughter.
Don't get it confused.
You know, we don't need anyone to save her.
I'm just tryin' to save myself.
This place.
There used to be families in every house on this street.
You could hear their kids laughin' all the time.
It was like music.
I saw you paintin' those abandoned buildings.
You're a good man.
No, ma'am.
I remember I got a bike like that for my daughter.
She was wild, man, she made me take
the training wheels off after a week.
I was like, "You sure, baby?'
She said, "You only got 2 wheels, Daddy.
You only got 2 wheels." I said...
"Okay."
I'm pullin' out bits of street from her knees.
Puttin' Band-Aids on 'em every night and, like,
cleanin' the blood off her school clothes, just...
She didn't care, she just loved it.
Yeah, I can see her ridin'.
She was ridin' all wild with her hair behind her.
This little toothless smile on her.
She said, "I want to ride like you, Daddy."
You did good.
Jesus said,
"You give them something to eat."
They said to him,
"We have only five loaves here and two fish."
And he said, "Bring them here to me."
Then he ordered the crowds to sit down on the grass.
And taking the five loaves and the two fish...
he looked up to heaven...
and he blessed and broke
and gave the loaves to the disciples.
And they all ate and were satisfied.
And they took up 12 baskets full...
with the broken pieces leftover.
And those who ate...
were about 5,000 men...
besides women and children.
This is the gospel of our lord Jesus Christ.
Thanks be to God.
Get those boxes over here.
Marcus, quit fuckin' around.
See what we got.
Michael.
My father, Michael Sr.,
he used to make me clean these things.
Nastiest job in the shop.
Fuckin' guts rot
as soon as they hit the air.
I used to hate that smell.
I got used to it.
Watch.
Short 5.
Check your scales.
Now clean the fuckin' squid.
Sorry about the smell.
I'm used to it.
They got you out here all alone, huh?
Cuts.
Here.
I quit.
Gotta do everything ourselves these days, huh?
Oh. Hm...
For your trouble.
I'm good.
Be safe.
You too.
Fuck.
Leave me alone, man.
What you lookin' at?
I said you got a motherfuckin' eye problem?
Hi, baby.
...could cause some slight nausea
but you'll get used to it quickly.
Barely any risk of dependence with the time release.
Clinic will refill
as long as pain persists.
I don't want that.
I don't know what kind of shit you put yourself through,
but it's a miracle you can even walk.
And I'm talking about your injuries
before this incident.
Take the meds.
Yeah. I'm good, thanks.
- Boss... - I promise you...
The lawyers. You gotta take a few weeks.
Liabilities, man.
- Call when you can drive. - I can drive, man.
They're not gonna let me work.
Talk about liabilities.
Lawyers.
What do I do?
I don't know.
Maybe just, uh...
walk a while.
Hey.
Hey.
What's goin' on? It's cold.
Grandma's out.
I left my key inside.
You hungry?
Chicken?
Chicken. Yeah.
I thought something bad might have happened.
Huh?
I said, I thought something bad might have happened.
No, I'm good.
Yeah, I'm good.
- You done? - Mm.
I got it.
How's school?
Boring.
Boring?
Know what's boring?
Not knowing how to read. That's what's boring.
I can read.
Don't touch that.
Fentanyl is now the most common drug
involved in drug overdoses in the United States.
- He scores! - Yes.
Hey.
Your team's winning.
Rather be back in the pen...
I'm talkin' to you.
Rather be with my friends on the street...
- Mikey. - Than these old ass parents,
with my boys is the grillest,
the streets is my family, man, I know you can feel it.
You think those niggers are your family?
The only reason your boys keep a punk like you around
is 'cause they know your father is the motherfuckin' king!
Yeah, well, fuck you!
Yeah? You want to stab me?
Go on, little prince.
Go ahead. Make yourself a man.
Man, fuck this shit!
I'm done, this shit is dead!
Oh.
Okay, Kanye.
Look in the fuckin' mirror!
I don't know this little freak.
What you need?
Gettin' late.
You ain't my father.
You're a woman now.
Your grandma's gonna worry.
Hey, yo, you deaf, motherfucker?
Get the fuck outta here.
Trippin', dawg. Seriously, dawg?
She said she was busy. What's up?
Yo, Oz!
There he is, my main motherfucker.
What's up, baby?
On schedule as usual.
- What you got in here now? - Yeah, I got a... an amp.
- Ooh, shit. - Yeah.
It's an Alpine 450.
This shit used to bump back in the day.
Had the 18 inch woofers, like, bump, ba-bump,
ba-bump, ba-bump. You know what I mean?
Yeah, I like shit like this.
Blowin' all the hinges off the motherfuckin' car.
Yo, Clean.
You got some more work to do, man.
Demons.
Demons, man.
I ain't talkin' about the ones with horns and shit
'cause them motherfuckers don't scare me.
Talkin' about the ones that show up at four in the morning.
You know, the ones you can't see.
But they're there.
They sittin' on the edge of your bed.
You know, they sittin' there and they talkin' to you.
Tellin' you you ain't shit.
Tellin' you that you're worse than shit.
Tellin' you that you can't be nothin', man,
that you can't do nothin'.
Can't be of no type of service to anybody you care about.
Except bring everybody the same pain
you brought anybody that gave a fuck about you.
Yeah, those the demons I'm talkin' about.
Them motherfuckers.
Yo, I know you.
- I don't think so. - Nah, I never forget a face.
You look real familiar.
No.
You the guy with the rich.
Father, I'm trying to show him principles.
Hard work, discipline.
Family.
All I ever wanted was to teach my son to be a man.
But I'm failing him, Father.
I'm failing.
It is the lot of every father
to worry about his children.
If God can redeem the worst among us,
surely he will show you and your boy the right path.
Persevere.
What's up? We closed.
Motherfucker, I said we closed.
I'm gonna have to open you up.
What?
He'll make a full recovery.
But if he doesn't get to a surgeon now,
the cosmetic complications could be substantial.
He may never speak properly again.
He needs a real doctor.
Leave it.
Let him remember.
The guy with the wrench lives up the street from that place.
Been a resident eight years. Nothin' on him before that.
He's a trash man.
Trash man.
Looks like they left in a hurry.
My people are already looking for make and plate.
It's our show.
Kill the girl and the old lady first.
So he can see.
Make it messy.
It's not your fault.
Fuck.
Turn around. Eyes ahead.
Shit.
He's not calling it in.
Shit.
What are you... What are you doing?
He's with them.
We're gonna need a new car.
Boss.
We almost had him.
At least we know he's up north.
We got eyes everywhere now.
7 Hector's crew.
They'll call when it's done.
I need the bathroom.
- You're gonna have to wait. - No, I need to go.
I'll take her.
I'll be out front in 3 minutes. Okay?
- Watch it. - Sorry.
Shit.
All right, you see that?
Try that, motherfucker!
Shit.
Dianda. Door.
I'm sorry.
Angel?
Fuck.
Baby.
Why?
Hey.
Oh, no, no, no, baby. Wake up.
Baby, wake up.
Oh, God.
I'm sorry.
It's not your fault.
Please, God, no.
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
God!
We can never go home.
You did this.
I'm gonna make it right.
Will you come back?
Yeah.
Thank you.
You can go to the cops.
They're with him.
Then drive.
Start again. All of you.
They'll find us.
They'll find them.
This is for the girl.
You can give it to her yourself.
It won't stop.
How do you know?
Because I wouldn't.
You said find a way to make peace.
I did.
There he is. One-man Amazon.
What you got in the bag for me?
I'm buying today.
Okay.
What you need?
- Home protection? - Hunting.
Hunting season over, man.
Not yet.
I need a carry out.
You want a carry out?
Yeah.
Look, there's no waiting period for the shotguns...
Yeah, shotgun. Let me see the one with the pistol grip.
That's on layaway.
But I got somethin' for you.
This just came in today.
No numbers.
And it's cheap.
That'll kill a motherfuckin' bear.
How much for the flare gun?
That's on me, man.
My man.
You're wearing a hole in my rug.
Yeah.
They're gone.
You know who's card you pulled?
It's Carlo's guy from Chi Town.
What the fuck you talkin' about?
The one who disappeared.
You sent me to kill the grim fuckin' reaper.
What?
The trash man...
wasn't always a trash man.
Yeah?
Who is this?
How'd you get this number?
Same way I got your address.
Boom.
Come here. Come here.
My man.
God has a plan.
We got cars blockin' the driveway.
We got everything inside and outside covered.
No one's gettin' through this shit.
Hey, boss.
Yeah, Vic?
You know, not for nothin'.
What kind of guy calls ahead before doin' a hit?
A dead one.
Hey, Clean.
Some dudes came by lookin' for you.
Yeah, I know.
Ugly motherfuckers.
You back?
Yeah.
I never really knew my father.
Or what he did.
But, uh, I knew he was tough.
When I was really young, I saw him die.
He looked at me.
He was more surprised than anything.
Didn't say goodbye.
I'll always remember that look.
Like he was trying to teach me a lesson.
He used to say, uh...
I'm allergic to death.
Huh.
My own, at least.
Ain't we all.
To fatherhood.
Fatherhood.
Forgive me.
Take him out!
Hold!
Reload.
He's in the room!
He's in the fuckin' room!
Fuck!
Get him!
- Come on, get out! - Kill this motherfucker!
Just go. Go!
Boom.
Stay down.
He's there.
All the way down.
You smash my kid's face to shit.
And then you drive a fuckin' garbage truck
into my goddamn house!
There's my boy.
Time is an eraser.
It takes away the burn.
Allows you to heal.
Forget some of the things that you're better off forgetting.
But some things, some people,
always stay with you.
I believe in angels.
Not the ones with wings and a halo.
The ones that don't look like them.
Hey, Dianda.
They're in disguise.
Sometimes...
it's hard to tell who's the saved...
and who's the savior.
And the NYPD is investigating...
...deadly shooting in Queens.
Police say a 27 year old man...
...was shot in the neck.
...pronounced dead at Jamaica Hospital.
2 other men...
...were also shot.
Hello?
Hey, yo, it's Clean.
You let 'em know...
it's done.
Hey, Papa, it's done.
All right.
I will relay the message.
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