[chattering on TV]
[sighs]
- [Shermie whines] - [shushes] Shush up.
[lottery presenter] ...but first, today's Wild Phone Number.
Six followed by pick two.
- Seven, two. - Shit.
- Pick three... - [whining continues]
- Get ahold of yourself. - Four. One, two.
And finally, Treasure Hunt.
Thirteen, 28, 24, 21, 16.
- [Shermie barking] - I heard ya.
You're hanging on for dear life over there, aren't you?
Thanks for playing the Pennsylvania Lottery...
- [whining continues] - ...benefitting Pennsylvanian
- seniors every day. - I know, old man.
Congratulations to our winners.
The day's getting away from us.
Whoever would have thunk it, Sherm?
[chuckles] We're the last two standing.
How you doin' today, Ma?
Don't even have a smile for me, huh? [chuckles]
- [tires squealing] - [officer 1] DEA, hold it right there!
- [biker] Shit. - DEA!
- Down! Down! Get on the ground! Now! - [clamoring]
- [officer 2] Drop your weapons! Down! - [officer 3] Get on the ground!
[officer 4] Get on the ground!
[clamoring continues]
- [officer 5] Get on the ground! - [officer 6] Hands in the air!
- You're under arrest. - [Shermie barking]
Watch his hands!
Don't move.
- [officer 8] You got him? - Yeah.
- [handcuffs click] - You okay over there, Ms. Bowers?
[scoffs]
Jesus Christ. I'm fine.
[barking continues]
But you scared the living shit out of my dog.
["Point And Kill" playing]
[music ends]
[intercom chatter]
It's almost impossible to talk with all these creeps listening.
[monitors beeping]
But you gotta still believe in your family, Ray.
Family. What family? [scoffs]
- Are you serious, you little shit? - Okay. I know, I kn...
[chuckles] You didn't give me life, but...
you saved my life.
And you saved mine.
My father's girlfriend.
God rest his soul, but you never looked up at the big picture, did you?
I needed you too.
You've never read your father's rap sheet?
No, no. Don't give me more than I can carry right now, Ma.
I wasn't his...
girlfriend.
I was his girl.
- His favorite girl. - I don't need to know all this right now.
- Grow up. Yes, you do. - [sighs]
I was a kid. I needed money. I was fucking around anyway.
- Who cares? - Who cares?
Love isn't always in royal courts, Raymond.
Sometimes it grows in the mud.
No shit.
You needed me. I needed you.
I got out of the life, and we took care of each other.
If that isn't family, then what the hell is?
Okay.
You love somebody, you don't ask anything back.
This is just...
- [shuffling, on radio] - [Theresa] ...there.
But you gotta still believe in your family, Ray.
It's how we grow roots back in this earth.
[whispering] Wire?
[shuffling, on radio]
Let's get this all on the record, for freakin' posterity.
[sighs]
Because you taught me this feeling.
And it's all we get.
When we're dead and gone from killing each other in these stupid wars,
we gotta pray there's a record of it.
I don't care where.
Hallmark cards or freakin' Shakespeare, or your courtroom documents.
The only good in us is this feeling.
Everywhere else, we are fucking monsters.
Thirty seconds more, cop-killer.
Oh, get over yourself, will ya?
- [inhales deeply] - [Ray clicks tongue]
So you stay strong. Understand?
I'm trying, Ma.
[Theresa] I know.
[whispering] I saw your note.
- [shuffling, on radio] - [muffled dialogue]
I saw those lucky numbers you wanted me to play.
[muffled dialogue]
No more secrets, okay?
- Nothing left to hide, Ma. - [kisses]
[monitor beeps]
If the plan was to rob a meth lab, you picked a very opportune moment.
You're staring down a double-homicide. You don't have the luxury of silence.
We're trying to help you.
You call the lawyer, we can't talk freely like this anymore.
When you're in front of that judge,
anything you give us now is gonna help your situation.
Now's the time to decide.
You know, I'm r-really, really gonna miss this whole,
um, help-the-police routine, but it's almost dinner time,
- so we need to wrap this up. - Driscoll won't give us anything.
Pull up Carvalho.
It's meat loaf tonight, um...
- [coughs, groans] - [Nader] Put 'em side by side.
[coughs, pants]
[Crawford] Where do you know Ray Driscoll from?
[Manny] I don't remember.
- [Crawford] The Youth Authority? - [pants]
If you know already, why ask me?
We're just trying to have a conversation.
- Can't tell us anything about Ray? - A conversation.
[panting]
When I met Ray, he had a cast, and I used to draw pictures on it.
We would play tic-tac-toe on his broken arm.
Skip ahead to the last part.
- [tape fast-forwarding] - Here. Here, stop.
[Crawford] I'd like to know a little bit more
about the night of February 7th.
W-What was February 7th?
[DEA agent] Was Ray with you that night?
Where was I on February 7th?
- You tell us. - [Manny] I don't know.
I don't remember every day of my life.
- Do you remember every day of your life? - Are you familiar with a Rick Staley?
Yes, I-I know the name.
You're saying you did not see Rick Staley in February of this year?
February was a long time ago.
You can remember playing tic-tac-toe 15 years ago.
You can't remember February?
I want to talk to my lawyer.
- [stammers] - [DEA agent] Whose plan was all this?
That's all we want.
Manuel, who won that game of tic-tac-toe?
Did you win?
No one ever wins that game.
So you better get your lawyer.
[Son] Everything is fine. Except, look...
...they stole my finger.
No, Dad. That's so stupid.
Now, now, that's what happens, huh?
They take a finger for every bad thing you do, okay?
That's why you gotta be good. You hear me?
No, Dad. You're doing it.
Do you have your own room?
[Son] Yeah, I get my own room. Just like you.
Uh, now put Mom on, okay? Go get Mom.
- Mommy said-- - She doesn't want to talk.
- Mom can't talk. She said-- - [shushes]
- Shut up, shut up! Shut up. - She said she can't talk right now.
Okay then put Grandma on.
- All right, go get her. Go get Grandma. - [Son] Go get her. Yeah, hurry up.
- She there? - [child] Yeah.
[in Vietnamese] Go in the other room with your sister.
[in English] Okay.
[Son, in Vietnamese] Where's Duy?
No one has seen him.
[door closes]
Could the lawyer get my bail down?
No.
Congratulations.
Ten million dollars.
You're worth a fortune.
Tina is leaving with the kids.
[sighing]
[in English] Okay.
[Xuan, in Vietnamese] She's a weak woman.
She knew a day like this might come.
You live this life...
you have to accept the consequences.
[Son] She has to take care of the kids.
Don't judge her for it.
Family means nothing to your generation.
I only have a minute left, Mom. Skip the shame.
Everyone is happy for the clothes and the cars
and the beautiful kitchen.
No one is willing to pay.
I'm paying.
I know.
I played both sides for a long time.
All I had to do was turn someone in once in a while.
If you have enough enemies,
it's easy.
You never need to hurt a friend.
Now you need real friends.
I'm almost out of time.
There is still such a thing as real loyalty, son.
Loyalty is just love, Mom.
No, my boy. No.
Love is a weed.
It grows anywhere and has no roots.
Loyalty is different.
Loyalty is in your blood--
[machine beeps]
[breathes heavily]
[in English] Must be hard to stay on the sidelines.
But you're not isolating anymore.
You're keeping up relationships.
[birds chirping]
[patrons chattering]
- [officer 1] Hey. Hey, Mina. - [officer 2] Hey!
- [officer 3] Oh, Mina! - [officers] Hey!
[officer 1] Hey, pull up... pull up a chair.
- Come on. - I can't stay.
I can't hear her. I can't ever hear her anymore.
Mina. Mina, Mina, Mina, Mina, hey.
Stalin, Hitler, Mussolini?
- [all laughing] - What the fuck?
Stalin, Hitler, Mussolini? Fuck, marry, kill.
- What do you think? - I need to talk.
- [officers groaning] - [officer 1] Come on!
[officer 2] Don't be such a buzzkill about it.
Hey.
- Somebody's fucking birthday? - [coughs, clears throat] Yeah.
Decresente. Homicide can drink.
I need you to do something for me.
Nader won't listen if it comes from me.
- Carvalho will flip. - No, he won't.
I swear to God, these guys are loyal to each other.
Just make sure they ride together
- on the way to their hearings. - Is this just a vendetta now?
Trust me. He'll flip.
And when he does, go all in on the drug charges.
It wasn't just dress-up, dude. They moved what they took.
The murder case is gonna take up all that oxygen.
Don't let it.
Driscoll had how many people helping with this?
I don't know, just Carvalho.
- And Staley, Manny's girl... - [scoffs]
...his father, Pham and his crew.
You aced your tests at Quantico.
[coughs] How many people does it take
to define a class one drug trafficking organization?
Three.
Doesn't matter where you get the drugs. Stealing counts.
[scoffs] Come on. So we tack that on?
So what? You get to fry your con man twice.
- I mean, he means nothing, Mina. - [coughs]
Cartels don't hit people who mean nothing.
Put it in Nader's head.
Charge Driscoll
- as a class one trafficker. - [sighs]
Do you think Nader listens to me?
If you have a good idea, trust me, he'll claim it as his own.
If this is just
- so you can keep Jack's case alive-- - No.
Then what?
Kill Hitler. Fuck Stalin. Marry Mussolini.
Well, I gotta push back now. Mussolini was pretty ugly.
But you get to live in Italy.
[gate buzzes]
[intercom chatter]
[Manny] Okay, that's-that's exactly what they do.
They-They-They throw things at you just to scare you.
[stammers] Please, Sherry. Look at me. Don't, okay?
You-You... There's a deal out there, Manny.
You-You need to listen to the lawyer.
Fuck the lawyer.
Baby, I-I-I have only half an hour with you.
I wanna memorize you.
[breathes heavily]
What's going on with you?
- If you're taking the fall for Ray-- - Stop.
Don't say that, okay? Just don't. Don't do that.
- Okay? Please. - Mm-hmm.
[sniffles]
Let me... What... Let me see your hand.
[sighs]
[sighing] Where's the ring?
I pawned the ring.
And... And why would you do that?
To get you this lawyer.
And he's a good fucking lawyer.
[breathes shakily] You just have to listen to him.
Okay? Like a few years.
Right? You can be out again.
Please.
[breathing shakily]
So listen to me. [sniffles]
Ray is my family. Okay?
I'm your fucking family.
No, we are your family.
Look at all these badasses over here who never snitched.
Hmm?
Look at them.
Look at them. You see 'em?
They get to watch their kids grow up behind this dirty fucking window.
Am I going to be a father?
You're going to be a father.
[inhales deeply]
If they offer you a deal, you're gonna take it.
- [sobs] - Manny.
[sighs]
[exhales shakily] Sherry.
[sniffles] I can't be a bad person...
[breathes shakily]
...and feel the way I feel about you right now.
Every decision you make now, you make it for the family.
I will.
I'm going to be a father.
This isn't my cell.
[door opens]
[grunts]
[both grunting, groaning]
[blade clatters]
[grunting, groaning continues]
[bone crunches]
[groans] Fuck.
[groaning]
Oh, you wanna play? What else you got? Come on.
- Come on! - [grunting, groaning]
[grunting] Get off of me!
- Get off of me! - [groaning]
[groans, screaming]
[grunting]
[groaning]
[panting]
[spits]
[pants]
[door opens]
[marshal] Let's get this cop-killer walking
so he can walk to the gas chamber.
- [Ray grunts] - Can't walk light now, can you, G?
- Enjoy every step. - [Ray grunts]
Ah. I'm supporting him, Miss, with taxpayer money.
- Good morning. - [Ray grunts] Good morning.
- [grunting] - Can we get some space? Thank you.
- As long as you don't let him get away. - Hi.
I'll try.
[Ray sighs]
Don't.
Okay.
Do you understand?
Is this for good?
Yeah, it's for good.
[scoffs] Yeah, that's what pro bono mean.
I used to think that it meant "for free" but it mean "for good."
[scoffs]
[sighs, grunts]
Uh, look, I need you to be clear-headed for a minute.
I'm trying.
There is a chance that Manny is going to plead guilty to lesser charges.
If he does, he'll become a cooperating witness.
Um.
Against me?
Uh, look, I said there's a chance.
- We don't know for sure. - [sighs] Holy f...
Prosecution's always trying to make you feel like the world's turning on you.
...fuck, man. And who-who's saying this?
- Manny's lawyer. - [clicks tongue, mutters]
Look, the tone changed yesterday.
The DA is now building this case that this was all you.
- What? - Your business, your plan.
They're... That's crazy. That's crazy.
You know what a DTO is?
Yeah, a drug trafficking organization.
Do you know how many people it takes to qualify as one?
Three.
They want to try you...
- [scoffs] - ...as the head of an organization.
Okay, so I'm a fucking cartel boss now?
Look, they're trying to paint a picture.
And Manny's helping 'em fucking paint it.
[sighs] If the plan was yours.
But if Manny was the one
- that brought Rick to you... - Stop.
- ...if the plan wasn't yours... - Stop.
- ...if Manny was driving the car-- - Stop!
This is your come-to-Jesus moment.
You could help yourself, Ray.
Did you know more about the house?
Is there something the DEA is trying to cover up?
Look, I had a few pieces. Yeah. I mean, if I had a minute. All right?
You know, if-if I was to ever walk free again.
[scoffs]
- That's no longer on the table. - It's not. Okay.
- [scoffs] Hey... [stammers] - And you don't trust me either.
You promised me Theresa and her little pissbag dog would be safe
- and that's all I care about. - [sighs]
After that, they can make up whatever fucking story they want to.
[grunts]
[gate buzzes]
[inmate] Motherfuckers just rep chasing.
And that's only 'cause them guards got their back.
Some of these motherfuckers belong to the same club.
In here, out there, it don't fucking matter.
[chuckles]
- [in Spanish] Respect. - Respect.
[inmate 1, in English] I know you're not still on the phone.
[in Spanish] Who are you?
Why are they so pissed off?
I'm nobody, sir.
You think I'm stupid?
[stammers] Of course not, sir. Look, I...
[sighs]
[in English] I'm just trying to keep my head down here.
[in Spanish] Hey, that's impossible.
This is a war.
And if you wanna live, you gotta choose a side.
Us or them.
Look, I can get you anything you want in here.
Anything I want?
Anything.
Because I have money on the outside.
Ah, it's all good. We'll figure it out later, man.
If he proposes something, accept it.
To make it through one more night.
[in English] You got it.
[in Spanish] What are you looking at?
[intercom beeps]
[announcer, in English] Mr. Driscoll, it's time for your hearing.
The bus is waiting outside to take you to the courthouse.
[sighs, grunts]
[sighs, exclaims] Sh...
[sighs]
Hey, ju... Hey, just-just... Hey, just...
just one second.
- Please? Just one second. - Okay.
[birds chirping]
Thank you.
Hey.
Whatever you need to do, do it. All right?
How can you say that to me?
[Ray] Say what?
What you mean? I said...
I just said do whatever the fuck you gotta do.
What-What... What else you want from me, huh?
You think so little of me.
[scoffs, chuckles]
You know what, for you to be offended by what the fuck I just said, that...
[stammers] ...that's fucking crazy. You know that, right?
You never thought I could stand on my own.
Never. You never...
You never believed in me.
[scoffs] Get the fuck out of here, man. You... You talking to yourself now.
You'd rather go down for everything than show respect for me.
Respect? How do I not respect you, Manny? Huh?
How do I not respect you, huh?
It's always easier for you to get mad, Ray.
I'm not mad, motherfucker. I'm fucking broken, okay?
Look at me in this shit. Look at me. Look at you.
You should have just let me die. Honestly, that's what you should've done.
Why risk your life saving mine? For what? For us to be in this shit?
'Cause I had to take care of you.
Are you fucking kidding me?
I took care of you, bro.
The fuck you been looking at?
All these years, I had to take care of your ass, all right?
- Why are you shouting at me? - Because you are fucking delusional, man.
So why don't you go make up more shit for the Feds?
- You seem to be really good at that. - You made it up!
Who's shouting now, huh?
- You make everything up. - You shouting at me?
- You made it up. - What the fuck? Who's shouting now?
You made everything up.
- You're guilty. - I hear you, Counselor.
- Fuck! - I hear you, Counselor.
Closing argument though.
I ain't make this shit up.
We're going to the murder block, Manny.
We are going to the worst fucking block in Philly!
All right? Just you and me, dawg.
Just you and fucking me.
And they knew, man.
They knew exactly how to break us.
Yeah.
They went straight at you.
- You don't know what I said. - I don't care, Manny.
- I really don't give a fuck. - You didn't even ask me.
I don't care. Cut a deal, right?
Marry Sherry and fuck me.
You got a life on the other side, I don't. So go do your shit.
Go do it, man. You want my blessing, huh?
I give you my blessing. There you go. I give you my blessing.
I don't want your blessing, Ray.
I wanted your respect.
- [muffled dialogue] - [phone ringing]
Oh.
[ringing continues]
[grunts]
[automated voice] You have a call from an inmate.
- To accept, press one. - [gasps, grunts]
[breathing shakily]
You have five minutes remaining.
[breathes shakily] Raymond? Where are you?
What happened at your hearing?
[Ray] Ma, I want you to be ready.
For what?
I want you to be ready to play them numbers.
Are you aiming for a mistrial?
- You know we can't be talking. - [sighs]
It's a chance encounter.
Really?
It's a big city. Strangers cross paths.
Can you hear me?
- Not really. - [coughs] My vocal cords didn't heal.
I tried to rush my recovery. So now I can really only whisper.
[coughs] It's okay for close friends, but I don't have any of those.
It makes it hard to land a joke.
What are you doing here, Agent Campbell? You have a lot more to lose than I do.
I don't have anything to lose.
More than my client.
You people are now pushing this lunacy
that Driscoll is a class one drug trafficker.
That must be a joke.
He's no more a drug trafficker than he was DEA.
Who's trying to push through these trumped-up charges?
Me.
Is it revenge? A career move?
Neither.
Hmm. Well, feels personal.
The people I work for, they got no use for Ray Driscoll.
They want him to go away as fast as possible.
But if he knows what I think he knows--
[scoffs]
- Even just a piece of this. - What are you doing?
He can bring some very bad people out of the dark.
I-I'm not prepared to discuss this with you here.
You understand, an informant's deal isn't impossible.
Yes, it is.
Did you have a brain injury?
Ray Driscoll is the primary defendant of a capital murder case.
He's just a thief.
The DEA would never allow a deal with a murderer.
The rules say that but we work with killers every day.
When someone's a big enough mover, those rules are gone.
[scoffs]
You're trying to exaggerate his drug charges to give him value.
If you think...
If you think I'm gonna allow my client to be put out as bait--
Let him decide that.
He's not talking to anyone right now, including me.
I'm putting an idea out there.
Maybe it gets to him.
Do not fuck with me, lady.
It is your partner who's dead.
That murder case takes precedent over everything else.
It'll be a miracle if my client sees the light of day again.
Then let's talk about miracles.
[marshal] Okay. So, aces are one, face cards are ten,
every other card is just whatever number it says on the card.
So threes are three, fours are four.
[Ray sniffs]
So you wanna get melds, which are three of the same card
or three cards of the same suit in order, right?
Cards that don't go with anything are deadwood.
We want as little deadwood as possible.
[sighs] Sorry, man, it's, um...
the meds they gave me, it's just like...
[sighs] ...just like I'm not really here.
[clears throat]
[automated voice] You have a call from an inmate.
To accept, press one.
[line beeps]
You have two minutes remaining.
- [Manny] Sherry? - [Sherry] You okay?
Baby, I just want you to know that I love you.
I really need you to know that. [sighs]
Listen...
[breathes heavily]
...they're gonna come for me again, okay?
They want to make a point out of me.
Baby, you-you're scaring me.
Okay? Why won't you just let me pull the trigger?
Let me get the money and get you out.
Just don't-don't-don't say that on the phone, okay?
Manny, don't tell me you're dying and then tell me not to fucking answer you.
I don't care what they hear on the phone.
Okay, baby.
This is what I want you to do.
Go to the storage locker, get it all and buy yourself a dress.
A very beautiful dress.
Manny, stop talking crazy, please.
And keep everything else for our baby.
'Cause it's going to be a beautiful baby.
And it's gonna look just like you.
I'm sorry.
[Sherry] Manny, you stand up to everything.
You hear me?
You stand up and I will get you out and we'll run.
You understand what I'm saying?
We'll run forever if we have to.
I love you, Sherry.
[line beeps]
- [gate buzzes] - [lock clicks]
[inmate, in Spanish] A gift.
Be strong.
[gasps, clears throat]
- [machine whirring] - [monitors beeping]
[alarm blaring]
[sniffs]
- [sighs] - [phone ringing]
[grunts]
- [alarm continues] - [ringing continues]
Hello?
[inmates clamoring]
[gate buzzes]
[guard] Lockdown on block three.
[alarm continues]
- [intercom beeps] - [voice] Raymond.
[voice] We are watching, Raymond,
- and we're gonna play a game tonight. - [grunting]
[panting]
[voice] My organization can get to anybody.
So tonight, I got eyes on every piece of shit you know.
Hello? I need some... [sniffs] ...assistance in room 309.
Hey, my marshal's missing! Anybody seen my marshal?
I need a marshal up here!
[voice] Your whore mother, your amigo, his girl, your gook handler.
And even that pretty little lawyer of yours.
[car alarm beeping]
We're watching everybody tonight, Raymond.
[Ray] Is anybody up-up here?
I... Room 309.
[stammers] I need a nurse. I need a fucking doctor... anybody. Hey!
Fuck this shit.
[grunting] Fuck. Shit.
[grunts]
[voice] Time to choose who dies.
Come on, you coward motherfucker.
I'm right here. Come for me!
[voice] Oh, we're everywhere tonight...
In that hospital, in the street, in the prison...
and we're leaving a trail of innocent people.
[gasps] Oh, shit. Oh, shit! Oh, shit. Oh, shit.
[breathes shakily] Help!
Help me!
[groans] Somebody help!
Somebody help! [grunts]
[panting]
[panting] Come on.
Fuck. Come for me, man.
Come for me. Come for me, man.
I'm right here. I'm right here.
Take me.
[screams]
Holy Christ, I thought you were a murderer!
Mami!
[crying]
[breathes shakily]
[all grunting, groaning]
[groaning]
[grunts, gurgles]
[grunting]
[inmate] Please, no. No, please.
[groaning]
[voice] There's not many choices left, are there?
Who dies, Raymond?
Just fucking take me.
Fucking take me!
Take me. Take me.
[inhales sharply] Take me!
- [inhales sharply] Fucking take me! - [elevator dings]
- Take-- - Jesus, Ray.
[inhales shakily] No! No, no, no.
- Stay. No, no, no. Stay here. Stay here. - What?
- [panting] No, no, no, no. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey.
[panting] He's in the fucking building.
Who is in the building?
- He may be right... Fucking... - Ray, what are you talking about?
[panting] He might be right under us somewhere.
- This fucking-- - Ray!
I came here to talk to you about something.
Ray, I-I talked to Manny's lawyers.
I don't give a fuck about that shit. Michelle, I don't give a fuck about that.
Ray.
- It's okay. - I just...
Just don't say nothing, okay?
J-Just nothing, okay?
Nothing. Yeah? Nothing.
- Okay. - Okay.
[breathes shakily]
- I just need some silence, okay? - Okay.
[exhales shakily]
[elevator clanking]
Are we falling?
We're falling, right? [panting]
No, we're not falling.
We're falling. We're... [stammers] ...definitely falling.
[inhales shakily]
No. [breathing shakily]
We're still falling. All right?
When do we hit the fucking ground, Michelle?
[sobs, groaning]
[panting] Where's the fucking ground?
[panting, sobbing] Where's the fucking ground?
[breathing shakily]