How can I help you, Frank?
Why were you at that club?
Yoga, exercises, aerobics. What do you think? I was dancin'.
Dancin'?
Yeah. It's a dance club, Frank.
I'm fuckin' James Brown. Watch me.
- Ow! - Yeah, I feel good.
- I got soul. - Neck bones, candy ass.
- Right, Right, right. Right. - Oh.
- After You clocked out... - Hm?
- Tilman got a call. - Right.
That Herald reporter was makin' noise at the Hall.
Nothin' hardcore but he had to come to Jesus.
The girl need one, too?
I didn't know she had bad blood.
- I figured She was a bonus. - Right.
Gave him a sermon, he's pissed chapter and verse the girlfriend.
- He won't be gettin' dumb now. - Yeah.
This is from Tilman.
- You gotta worry. - Right.
Pollack. The kid's got nothin'.
His source.
Who?
Your Jesus buddy got shanked at Longworth.
Drive safe.
Fuck.
Who the hell told you?
Lazerov said it came from you. I went to the hospital, went in there.
And I saw a some guy, I don't know who it was.
And I was Deed. Deed was talking to him I left.
Lazerov said? When did that start?
Please, give me a break.
- Give You a break? - You know What Lazerov said
Can you over the hospital he's taking you and Wu to the hospital,
nobody's calling me, nobody's saying anything.
I thought you knew. It's not up to me.
How do I know?
Oh, shit.
Well thank you.
Thanks for dropping by and laying this shit on me.
Hospital security.
- Lazerov? - You got that For me?
Yeah, Pollack was released to Wallace and Ashford.
What'd you get?
Nothin' that can't be mitigated.
Except maybe the photos, taken before help arrived.
And there's a bad news.
- Charles Is dead. - What?
Knifed at Longworth.
Great. If Charles is dead, we got nothin'.
We got a bigger problem.
FRAT collars dealers with drugs, guns, flesh.
Guilty verdicts.
Whatever FRAT confiscates, FRAT keeps.
$12 million cash in the past 5 years.
Six million dollars for ordnance. Four million for surveillance.
Tilman overpays by two, three, 400 percent.
But take a look at who he's buying from.
Surveillance from midland.
PC's from high tower. Arms from Phoenix.
Oh, Digi-Vector they built FRAT's website.
They own sports teams.
Car dealerships. Retail chains.
City's leadership.
And the founders of the Better Edison Foundation.
When did this pop up?
It hasn't yet. Official opening's next week.
Reigert.
It's a political action committee.
The overpayments end up right here.
Money laundering.
Yeah well, we're not gonna find any memos on that.
You showed me the bones of a covert fascist state.
Methodist Hospital.
Hi, I'm checking on a patient, Willow Summerfield.
Are you a relative?
I'm a friend. I was in the hospital with her.
Oh. One moment.
Shit.
Just spread it out here.
FRAT's basic profile.
Six-two, 200 plus pounds. Perfect rifle, pistol scores...
each one of 'em prior to joining FRAT had three physical...
fights in their jackets.
None are married, no kids.
The night Pollack was attacked, he was there.
- Why Is that a surprise. - He was with a girl.
She kept lookin' at an engagement ring like she just got it.
So two things.
You don't take your honey to a tune-up and FRAT don't marry.
Come on.
I really like living alone but, I'm beginning to think...
What?
I think I need a woman in my life.
Well, shit, don't look at me.
He's not answerin'.
You dialed the wrong number.
I know my number, I dialed it twice.
He's gone.
Motherfucker!
Damn it. Why don't I call the County Sheriff?
The County Sheriff is Tilman's duck hunting partner.
There. There.
Josh!
What the fuck are you doing?
Lazerov was at the farm! I blew up that bastard's car.
You blew up his car.
He was gonna kill me.
Jesus Christ.
Well Tilman'll rein Lazerov in for goin' to my house
but it doesn't mean you're safe. He's homicidal.
He's killed 6 in the line of duty.
Six? And he's still wearing a badge?
That was 15 years ago when Edison was the murder capital of America.
When our biggest industry was the production of crystal meth
and when drive-bys were a sport. That was before you came back.
Did you see Deed give a girl an engagement ring?
Yeah. Why is that important?
No member of FRAT's ever been married.
So?
It may be the only hook we have to hang our hat on.
- Isiaha Charles can - Charles's dead.
- What? - He was knifed in prison.
Jesus Christ.
Your work ever ruin a life?
Did it?
You do this job right you'll ruin lives, celebrate murderers.
They'll give you a Pulitzer Prize for it.
I need you to reach out to Deed.
Look, you don't have to do this with your life.
But if you're going to, now is when you decide.
- Who Is this? - It's Pollak.
What the fuck do you want it?
Meet me at Blunts.
Damn, Francis, you are outta control.
You are outta control, Francis.
I thought you said you wanted fear of God put in this guy.
So you thought that extended to his girlfriend?
I just thought.
No, you didn't think. You acted on impulse.
I've had to preach to a spouse, but only after due consideration.
Do consideration.
You enlisted Marilyn, Wu and you went to that hospital on impulse!
And now this!
The fuckin' punk was writin' a story about me.
There is no story, Francis!
It's a bunch of allegations made by a convicted felon who is dead.
And that's where it woulda stayed had you
not dragged it to the front door of Lee Wallace's family farm.
Instead of a kid makin' his first foray into the world of journalism.
I got a seasoned investigator up my ass probing FRAT business.
This is gonna require all my attention.
Until it's resolved, you're desk-bound.
You're takin' Wallace's side?
No.
He's a fuckin' poser.
Rodeo clown with Santa Fe string tie bullshit.
Gimme a break. I've done everything you asked me to do.
Yes.
He pissed on the idea of FRAT since the beginning.
That's politics.
15 fuckin' years I'm on the streets.
Gettin' rid of the cancer that was killin' this town!
Fifteen years ago, Edison needed brute force to survive.
Now, it needs finesse, hardly your strong suit!
I've done everything.
Every fuckin' thing that you asked me to do.
Yes.
And now what?
You're gonna throw me in the fuckin' garbage?
I'm on your side. Let's just go get in the car.
It's not fuckin' right you takin' his side.
I'm on your side.
It's not right you takin' his side.
I'm not...
It's not fuckin' right you takin' his side!
It's not fuckin' right!
Francis.
You're my guy, you're number one with me.
Since day one. What are you doin'?
You're my guy okay?
Let's get in the car and get the fuck outta here.
Straight up?
That's no bullshit.
Let's just go get in the car, all right?
And cut the shit.
- Let's get in the car. - I'm sorry. I just need to sleep.
Yeah.
Smooth operator.
I'm in the book.
Your line may be tapped.
Are you?
No.
I'm not wired.
You're shakin'.
Well I'm scared shitless.
I didn't do that to you.
Now where are they?
Down the street.
And who are they?
You should teach.
What?
You said you needed a woman
The only guys your age I know...
havin' sex regularly are college professors.
This is who I am.
When's it hit the paper?
An officer of the court wants to believe this story.
An aberration in a life that has a chance of having value.
Man, my life is over.
- Come on. - What?
Let's go on back.
Sit down. Have a seat.
Let's go.
What do you mean your life is over?
You have a beautiful fianc�.
Yeah.
So you'd walk from that for prison?
I'm not seein' a lotta options.
The guys out there...
they think you got caught up in this before you knew what it was.
I knew.
They think you can get immunity.
They want you to tell your story to a superior court judge.
Force Reigert and Tilman to resign.
Edison'll clean up its own mess.
You think the court's not involved?
Un-fucking-believable.
Is anybody not corrupt in this town?
I don't know... you?
If it goes to justice...
- be the guy to take it. - Why?
Well I thought you were in love.
She can do better.
Can you?
I was studyin' plumbin' when you called.
- I mean... - Nice.
You know, I like to think about that
comin' home to Maria huggin' my children.
Just livin' a normal life.
Wha's up?
What happened to her.
- She didn't deserve this. - You're right.
It was a righteous offer.
This is gonna get ugly.
No, no. Let him go.
Just got a call from Hanson at FBI.
Justice is setting up a task force.
Sturm und drang.
If they had anything, they'd be arresting, not searching.
And will they find anything?
- This isn't connected to you. - You're connected to me.
And you're under a microscope.
Because of your... your reckless behavior.
The girl's picture will be everywhere tomorrow.
Wallace and Ashford already know somethin's up.
If that kid's article links me and Better Edison to
I am the reason that this city is what it is.
This? This doesn't get near to you.
Yeah well... I wish I had your certainty.
FBI. This is a Federal warrant.
We're taking all FRAT evidence files.
In my office.
They have impounded your car. Or what's left of it.
Anything that you need to tell me right now, Laz?
No, Captain.
Sit on it then, till O-one hundred.
Go.
Goddamn phones everywhere.
Fuckin' yid from the Herald.
- You don't know that. - Bullshit. He was makin' noise.
And you
with your Jesus, Jesus, Jesus beggin' to be looked at.
You say anything to Maria?
You flap your lips and she could come to Jesus, too.
Get his keys.
And call nine-one-one.
Tilman shot Lazerov.
Lazerov's dead.
Apparently Lazerov attempted to shoot Deed. Tilman intervened.
Well Tilman just served up.
Dammit.
Come on. No, wait, Lee.
- What's the point, Moe? - Wait a minute.
Forget it, Moe! Forget the whole thing.
This isn't going anywhere.
Bullshit.
- Pollack! - This shit isn't over.
What are you doing?
Isiaha's dead. Willow's in a fucking coma?
I'll publish myself
if I have to copy it at Kinko's and pass it out on the street corner.
It's a fucking disaster. A fucking disaster!!
We were on the short list for the Republican Convention.
The summer fucking Olympics!!
And now we're look at a Federal consent decree?
There's a dead body outside my fucking office!!
The fuck are we gonna do?
It kinda puts a little crimp in your Better Edison thing, doesn't it?
We gotta do something about him, Lee.
Who, Tilman?
Well... there it is. You know. Yeah.
What about you, Jack?
Huh? Me?
Yeah you.
What are we gonna do about you?
Well... I'll be fine. Thanks for asking.
All units... All units please respond.
We have a five-twelve at 6th and Main.
All units. All units please respond.
We have a five-twelve at 6th and Main.
Copy that dispatch. This is two-six responding.
Hello?
It's me. Meet me at the courthouse tomorrow morning at nine.
Rafe please talk
Hello? Rafe?
Josh?
- Maria? - Yeah. Green. Hi.
Thank you for helping Raphael get over his fear of doing this.
I'm Hector, Maria's father.
- Hi. - Yeah.
Where's Rafe?
He's changing in the men's room. Yeah.
- Okay. - Okay.
Rafe?
Yeah, I'm out here!
What's goin' on, man?
What are ya doin'?
It's crazy, man.
Tilman shot.
Yeah, I know.
And your first reaction is 'let's get married'?
It's what she wants.
That's her.
Hey, why are you doin' it?
Death benefits.
What' this?
It's the rest of your story.
Are you sure?
Am I sure of what?
Are you sure you want this, and I want you to think about it.
Something goes wrong your whole world comes crashin' down.
And mine, too.
What do you think?
I say write your fuckin' story.
Thank you.
Just remember.
These guys don't fuck around.
They're relentless.
Keep your head down.
And your door locked.
Thank you.
Come on, I gotta get married, come on. Let's get out.
Rafe. Come in.
- Hey, Rafe. - Wha's up, man?
Rafe. Sit down.
This is a police file photo Pollack's girlfriend
at the Lazerov's come to Jesus talk.
And there it is. The enemy you can't beat a photograph.
Ashford's printing this as a tease to polics story on FRAT.
So we say Charles is a liar.
He'd say anything to go home and visit his dying mother, right?
Whatever discrepancies there are between
his testimony and what's actually in the police locker
will be offset when the Feds find the drugs we planted in 's house.
You rammed the door to compromise its security.
Keep the junkies from using the place as a shooting gallery.
Lazerov was unstable.
So the Feds' will buy that.
All that's left is Pollack.
Pollack?
He's a kid.
Justice needs the case closed.
So we give 'em.
Herald needs its advertisers, I can handle that.
But this kid Pollack?
This kid polic is like a pup with a bone.
He doesn't wanna hear there's no meat on it,
he just keeps gnawin' and gnawin' and gnawin'.
So...
Polic has to see the man.
It's a partner's duty.
To Laz?
To Laz.
What?!
What? What?
You know what.
You know exactly what.
You're the only one that can put an end to this now.
I go to Justice, what I'm dealing with threatens the people I love.
What's the matter with you?
You're havin' an argument with yourself.
- Don't talk to me like I was - I said It was a righteous offer...
but I'm not takin' it.
You're not listening.
I'm not talkin' about my offer.
I didn't say go to Justice.
I said you're the only one who can put an end to this. Didn't I?
Yes you did
Yes you did.
Hello, you've reached the answering machine for...
Moses Ashford.
Please leave a message at the tone.
Hey, it's Josh. You're not gonna believe this.
I just got a hold of the evidence we need on FRAT.
Listen, I don't wanna talk over the phone, but
Moses, you're gonna wanna see this.
I'm layin' out the story now and then I'll email it to you.
Oh, and I'm also Fed-Ex'ing hardcopies to all the big papers.
I'll talk to you later.
You've got email.
Right.
Yes, I know.
Yeah, I emailed it last night but I'll mail a hardcopy to be safe...
so let me get your address right now.
Okay, right, perfect
Okay, it's on its way. Thank you. Bye-bye.
Fuck.
What're you doing?
In the car!
Move! Get in!
Oh my god.
Shit!
Fuck!
Fuck.
We're gonna fuckin' die.
Move it!
Go!
Open fire!
- Go! Go! Go! - What?
Go! Go!
Go to the warehouse!
Look out!
Fuck! Fuck!
Jeez
Hold your fire!
You hear me Deed?
Let's stop all this alright? We don't have to do this.
All I want is the kid.
You hear me? All I want is that kid.
Tell him whatever it is, you won
and we can come to an extremely agreeable solution here.
Same deal you gave Lazerov?
Motherfucker.
The fuck is wrong with you!
Let's finish this thing.
You go. I'll light this up!
Move! Move!
Drop 'em.
Get up. Get up.
He's down!
Hey Rafe! Come on out now.
It's over! I got your boy here.
Come on, Rafe. Get out where I can see you, Rafe.
I'll kill him now I don't see you!
Get out a here!
We're finished. It's over we're done.
You're goddamn right it's over.
- Put It down. - FRAT's over.
Everybody's dead.
Everybody's dead because of you!
Because you couldn't do what you were supposed to do.
Put a bullet in this fucker and his story.
Well you do it now, Rafe.
Put a bullet in his fuckin' head. Do what I tell you.
We walk away, forget about this shit.
You kill him.
Right now you do as you're told.
Do it! You do it!
Because if you don't, I will.
- Duck. - What?
Keep your door locked, kid
Now not for another 15 minutes.
Don't say anything. I'll be there in a minute.
Where have you been?
Laying out Polllack's story.
Yeah, well, the story changed.
And Deed wasn't here.
Detective Wallace. D.A. Reigert's here.
Tilman?
Why are they here?
They're reporters.
The press is on the other side.
And material witnesses to the dissension in FRAT.
Right.
Not much for the FBI to work with, is there?
No they'll probably close up shop.
This kind of story...
not really in the Herald's wheelhouse, is it Moses?
No it's not.
No.
Tilman have any last words?
Well, there it is. Good day, gentlemen.
He said there was agreement between the D.A. 's office...
and judges regarding FRAT related prosecutions.
That the cash evidence from criminal trials wound up in the
Better Edison Foundation for your political campaign.
That laundering this money was systematic.
That principals from Midland, Hightower
and other companies were involved.
He said all that?
And that was unmitigated slander.
I'm gonna go with it
if you run for any elected or appointed office in this state.
Broke as you are, you think that's a smart thing to do?
Now, Jack, did I get broke doin' the smart thing?
In the night, when no reporters were around to cover it
Wallace removed all evidence of Better Edison.
Will are recovered.
Indeed, he got into another line of work.
It would have violated a sacred trust to turn him in to the law.
And the law already knew.
Justice is a lot like journalism.
Sometimes the most important questions
are the ones you decide not to ask.