[Woman] My daughter, she said to see you.
She said that you're the mayor now.
[Bunny] Sorry about your brother, man.
You gonna take some time?
No. No, no, I'm good.
Couriers, fix-it men.
What you do, your father invented it.
- Where is the money? - The police.
That's going to be a problem for you.
Don't ever threaten me again.
He's different than his brother, send someone else.
Who?
[Milo] Where's Iris?
- [Mike] Who sent you? - [Iris] Milo.
He's my boss.
[Mike] You should go back.
[Iris] I'm stronger than you think.
- That's him? - Yeah.
Better yet, this maggot doesn't make it to court.
[Mike] They're gonna look the other way on this.
How far the other way they gonna look?
Far.
You owe them. You all owe them.
They want their favors.
What kind of favors?
The unreasonable kind.
- Who? - [Mike] All of them.
God...
What the...
Everything you have, I'm taking it all back.
[Mike] Do you wanna start a war?
They broke their word, Mike!
They hungry for this.
[Carlos] This like a revolution.
[P-Dog] It's time somebody sent a message.
The messenger's me.
[gunfire]
[music]
[Mike] Stop.
Big step.
Turn this way.
Quick.
Take my hand. Take a big step.
There you go.
[Iris] Can I take this fucking thing off?
No, you can't. Sit down.
[music]
[seagulls calling]
[music]
You can take it off, now.
[music]
[Mike] Come on. There you go.
How 'bout this, huh?
There's no bears in the middle of the lake, right?
Mm.
So, whose is it?
It's a drug seizure.
Goes to auction next week.
You know how to sail?
I don't have a fuckin' clue.
But it's got a steering wheel and an engine,
and I can drive, so...
There we go.
So, where are we goin'?
I don't know.
Figured we'd just go out in the middle of the lake.
Just anchor there.
You can't sleep, I don't sleep.
Somethin' about the sway of the boat cures both, huh?
[Iris] Maybe we could take it somewhere.
Get dinner.
Nah, I'll make us dinner. In the galley.
[Iris] What's a galley?
Galley is boat for "kitchen".
There's a kitchen?
Yeah, I know.
Here, you wanna see the best part of the boat?
[music]
[Mike] My father used to say, "I can't wait to get old."
For my mind to soften. For my memories to rot away.
The hardest thing to do is forget.
Forget the scars life gives yo,
forget the scars you gave others.
The challenge, though,
"is hiding a few memories worth keeping from your dying mind."
He told me to keep a journal,
and only write down the good things.
Then when the bad things fade away,
you can read about the happy life you had.
[music]
But minds don't forget so easy.
When the horror that we witness and endure takes root,
only madness and dementia can remove it.
[music]
Shit...
[train whistle blowing]
[door creaking]
[train whistle blowing]
No! No!
- Fuck, no! - [Vanessa] Kareem!
[Kareem] No!
[Vanessa] Look at me!
- [Kareem] No! - Kareem!
- No, no! - [Vanessa] Look at me!
- [Kareem] No! - Look at me!
You're okay, baby!
You're okay!
This is home!
You're home!
[sobbing]
Mom?
Now, go back to bed!
[sobbing]
[Vanessa] Look at me, honey.
You're okay.
I'm okay. I'm okay.
[Vanessa] Want the light off?
[Kareem] No, leave it on.
[music]
[inmate crosstalk]
[music]
Bitch-ass nigga, fuck outta here, nigga!
[Inmate] Get up!
[shouting]
[grunting]
Fuck that!
[Inmate] Oh, shit!
[shouting]
[Guard] Beat down on Row 18, tent 154.
Do we give a shit?
Didn't think so.
[Mike] The consequence of a riot
is the dismantling of the illusion that
prison is controlled by the guards.
The consequence of putting down the riot
is the dismantling of the leadership structure
within the inmates.
All that remains is chaos,
until a new leadership structure is created.
And when there are no leaders inside,
there are no leaders outside.
All gangs are from prison,
because that's where all gangsters end up.
[screaming]
[Mike] The result is our new reality.
[screaming]
[Mike] And that reality is chaos.
♪ Niggas be countin' me out
♪ I'm countin' my bullets, I'm loadin' my clips ♪
♪ I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list ♪
♪ I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin' 'em hit ♪
♪ The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit ♪
♪ The game is off-balance, I'm back on my shit ♪
♪ The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty ♪
♪ But that's how I like it, you all on my dick ♪
♪ I'm all in my bag, this hard as it get ♪
♪ I do not snort powder, I might take a sip ♪
♪ I might hit the blunt, but I'm liable to trip ♪
♪ I ain't poppin' no pill, but you do as you wish ♪
♪ I roll with some fiends, I love 'em to death ♪
♪ I got a few mil' but not all of 'em rich ♪
♪ What good is the bread if my niggas is broke? ♪
♪ What good is first class if my niggas can't sit? ♪
♪ That's my next mission, that's why I can't quit ♪
♪ Just like LeBron, get my niggas more chips ♪
♪ Just put the Rolly right back on my wrist ♪
♪ This watch came from Drizzy, he gave me a gift ♪
♪ Back when the rap game was prayin' I'd diss ♪
♪ They act like two legends cannot coexist ♪
♪ But I'd never beef with a nigga for nothin' ♪
♪ If I smoke a rapper, it's gon' be legit ♪
♪ It won't be for clout, it won't be for fame ♪
♪ It won't be 'cause my shit ain't sellin' the same ♪
♪ It won't be to sell you my latest... ♪
♪ I've been wantin' somethin' I can feel ♪
[Officer] Fuck, get down! Get down!
[music] [shouting]
♪ I'ma give 'em somethin' they can feel ♪
♪ If it ain't 'bout the squad, don't give a fuck ♪
[Robert] Clear! Last room.
Drop the weapon!
[music]
I only ask three times.
[seagulls calling]
Iris! You ready?
Hey!
We gotta go.
Go where?
Gotta get you back to the cabin, so I can go to work.
I don't wanna go to the cabin!
I wanna stay here.
It's not my boat.
You said they don't sell it for a week, right?
So, can I keep it for a week?
What are you gonna do, hang out on the boat all day long?
[Iris] It's no smaller than your cabin.
Fuck, all right, well...
Just don't go anywhere, wanderin' around.
You have no idea who's lookin' for you.
All right?
Aye aye, Captain.
Hey, Mike.
Thank you.
All right, all right.
Fuck!
Goddamn.
Don't go anywhere!
[phone ringing]
It's Mike.
Mike.
You gotta get down here. Somethin' you need to see.
Where are you?
[Ian] Grape and 24th.
All right, I'm on my way.
[Ian] Christ.
Should we call Animal Control?
The fuck are they gonna do?
You wanna open the door to this thing?
I say we shoot it.
[Stevie] Lotta cell phones are out.
Soon as that thing climbs through that sunroof,
we're shootin' it anyway.
[Stevie] That guy is dead.
That thing, it's-it's fuckin' eatin' a man is all.
Fuck!
Fuck, fuck!
Fuck.
All right, we're good.
Okay.
He's good, let him through!
What's up?
First thing in the fuckin' morning.
[Mike] Uh-huh.
What have we got?
Ah, fuck, Ian, Jesus! How 'bout a little warning?
Fuckin' pitbull through the sunroof.
I'm just gonna go out on a fuckin' limb here
and say it's gang-related.
Until they sort out who's in charge inside,
this is what it's gonna be.
Fuckin' disgusting.
Robert's team hit a depot at the Towers.
Fuck.
- How much product? - It's gonna sting.
[Mike] Yeah? Jesus.
Some Blood called in dispatch with a tip.
What the fuck are we supposed to do?
Well, Ian...
You make it really fuckin' hard.
To peace when you're raiding
peacekeeper's fuckin' cook houses.
Mike, we gotta get that fuckin' genie back in the bottle.
Yeah, just meet me at Don's in an hour.
- Okay? - Yeah.
And bring Robert with ya.
Yeah.
[phone ringing]
I was just gonna call you.
These turncoat motherfuckers
ask me to stand down and make a truce,
and they toss my fuckin' cook house?!
[Mike] I'm on my fuckin' way. All right?
- Yeah, I'm at the shop. - [Mike] 20 minutes.
Hey! Make it two hours!
Yep!
[music]
[door release buzzing]
[muffled crosstalk]
[music]
[Guard] Open gate nine.
[door release buzzing]
[music]
Well...
I guess, every...
I'm sorry.
Could you, could you step back? I can't see my students.
Thank you very much.
Um...
Every life is a... Is a serious of choices.
Regardless of your environment,
regardless of the struggles that each of you have faced...
You made a choice that put you here.
Your removal from society is your punishment.
You know, but don't think for...
Don't think for a minute that you are out of choices.
You're not.
The fact that you're sitting here in this classroom right now
is proof of that.
You made a choice to be here.
And each day, you will choose whether to study,
or whether to blow this off.
Each day, you will choose whether prison will one day
just be part of your past...
Or be your only future.
Each day...
Sorry.
You know, we, we can't think
with storm troopers pacing the room.
You have to leave, or class is over.
All right. Everybody up!
[Mariam] What?
[Officer] Move!
[footsteps]
[Officer] Pick up the pace, ladies!
[music]
Do you feel the incident has affected your mental well being?
To be honest, Doctor, I'm just...
Grateful to be alive.
And look in the eyes of my wife and children.
You reported no sexual assault.
No.
Two other guards stated that they witnessed your rape
by multiple partners, before they were raped?
They've confused me with someone else.
It's common for victims of sexual assault
to deny the act took place
out of shame that they shouldn't feel.
Doctor, if I had been sexually assaulted,
I would join a class action suit against the Bureau of Prisons
and the state,
and be...
Very happy to retire with their money.
I was beaten and...
Threatened with death,
both of those are known risks of the job.
And now I'm asking that I go back to work
to provide for my family.
Do you feel a desire to seek retribution?
The only desire I feel...
Is to complete a career I've dedicated 25 years to.
And retire. On my terms.
Once I've received my pension.
[music]
♪ I know some niggas that I've never seen ♪
♪ Die, so I could never side note ♪
♪ On a roll, I do the most ♪
♪ Got a flight of cash, fly like a fighter jet ♪
♪ I'm in the zone, I'm with the scene ♪
Bunny in back?
The roof.
How do you get there?
Stairs through here.
[music]
♪ I'm on ten like, ten days of the week, nigga ♪
[music]
[train whistle blowing]
[Mike] Well, well, well, Bunny.
How long do ya think it'll take before PD's got a drone up here?
Filming you sell junk on your rooftop.
I ain't selling shit from here.
You must just like this beautiful view.
[Bunny] I'm here so no mo'fucker hit me in a drive-by.
Anyone drive-by on my ass,
they're gonna need a fuckin' helicopter or some shit.
[Mike] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey.
Didn't know it was your shop.
Some Blood called in a tip.
Man, they rat-ass motherfuckers.
You wait 'til you see the tip I call in on their ass.
I put the whole fuckin' police in they goddamn Alamo,
I swear on God.
Bunny, I'm here to put a lid on this fuckin' thing.
Ain't no leaders on the inside, Mike.
[Mike] Yeah, yeah.
Not one mo'fucker shot calling in the whole goddamn camp.
Why don't you pick new leaders?
There ain't no new leaders to pick, Mike.
Fucking S.W.A.T., soldiers, and the whole goddamn US Army
came in there, damn near killed everybody.
Everybody else that's left is either too green
or a sorry-ass motherfucker aint nobody want running shit.
And you know how leaders rise, right?
Somebody gon' bag a trophy.
They're gonna start badge huntin', Mike.
[Mike] Let me tell you somethin' right now.
One badge hits the fuckin' ground,
there'll be tanks runnin' up and down the street.
You know it. Okay?
And the fuckin' prison guards?
You know the deal. The outside run for the inside.
Now, we can't get no messages in or out.
We can't get the product in, we can't get no money out!
It's them fuckin' guards...
They's chokin' us to death, Mike.
Well, the only way it'll get better, Bunny,
is if the whole world gets fucking quiet.
Real quiet, real fast.
Friend to friend...
I wouldn't be cooking, and I wouldn't be moving.
You know how many of us they shot...
Like dogs...
In that prison?
They killed 33 guards, Bunny.
And then they raped the rest of 'em with
their own fucking Billy clubs.
These guards, they are fuckin' thirsty for round two.
They're just waiting for you to do something.
[Bunny] Well, you was inside. You know how it go.
All you got is your pride, and right now...
They ain't even got that.
They cannot be the ones to blink, Mike.
I think they've already fuckin' blinked.
Bunny. Right?
That's why they're sweating their asses off
in fucking tents.
They got no phones.
They got no drugs, they got no money,
they got no fuckin' yard.
Hell, they won't even get any fuckin' food,
if they're not careful.
Sortin' out your leaders is gonna be one thing.
But using this downtime to steal turf, motherfucker...
It's a good way to get S.W.A.T. in your living room.
Okay? Just lettin' you know.
Don't look at me, bruh.
I'm the one hidin' out on the roof
from all of this shit, aight?
I remember this rooftop bein'
Blood turf just one fuckin' week ago.
And three years ago, this shit was mine!
I ain't take shit, Mike! I just took it back!
Jehovah's Witness lookin' ass mo'fucker.
[music]
You know exactly what I'm fuckin' sayin'.
[crosstalk]
Hey, Sarah, can I get a coffee? Please?
[Carney] There he is. Mikey, how are ya?
- [Mike] Yeah, all right. - [Ian] Mike.
All right, boys.
[Ian] What's goin' on?
Thank you.
Okay. How's the parking lot?
They're walkin' around like fuckin' zombies
'cause it's so fuckin' hot.
Half of 'em can't even get off their cots
'cause they're detoxin' so bad.
We should've put 'em in tents years ago.
Got anybody lined up to run that shit?
Mexicans got it figured, I think.
Whites lost it two ways:
They lost Duke on the outside,
they lost their command on the inside,
they're a fucking mess.
Bloods and Crips have been hammerin' at each other,
but they've got no weapons now, so...
Just a bunch of schoolyard brawls.
Ragin' out here pretty good though, huh?
It's like fuckin' Fallujah out here.
We can't hit their cook houses while this plays out.
Okay?
But hittin' their cook houses is my fuckin' job.
Well, we need Crips in control. Okay?
'Cause Bunny's the only one who has any
fuckin' common sense or vision,
we can't just make him weaker, all right?
I mean, they're talkin' about trophy hunting, for God's sakes.
Do they want another fuckin' war?
They didn't learn a Goddamn thing from the last one?
What we need to do is just lock that Commons down...
- Hundred percent. - And like, sweep them...
[crosstalk]
Will you all just fuckin' listen to me?
Fuck! Okay?
They're talkin' to the fuckin' gangs, here.
We need a pecking order inside, gentlemen.
So we have control on the outside.
I have no one to negotiate with.
There's no fucking order!
When there's no order, they do drive-bys
by the fuckin' schools,
and every cop car that passes by.
We don't need that!
I gotta piss now.
What the fuck you want us to do?
Just double your presence on the street,
and just pull back just a little.
All right? Just...
Give 'em some time to work this shit out.
Can you do that?
- Fuck yeah. - [Mike] Great.
Where's Ad Seg?
There ain't one.
Really?
We threw all the animals in together.
Milo's in general pop?
- Milo Sunter? - [Mike] Yeah.
I don't know, I think that piece of shit's dead.
He's not on our fuckin' DOA list.
Are your sure?
You think I miss that shit?
Look, Mike, they're still tryin' to ID bodies.
There's like, 300 of 'em.
How do you not have ID on all your prisoners?
Because they burned the medical records,
- the dental files. - Ah, Jesus...
They destroyed the computers, the servers.
They're fingerprinting cadavers.
It's a fuckin' disaster.
All right, I gotta go.
- [Ian] All right. - [Mike] See you, boys.
[Ian] See you, Mike.
[music]
[Stevie] Hey, Mike.
[Mike] I gotta go, Stevie.
[Stevie] I gotta talk to you real quick.
Yeah, you had your window.
Guess who the last person was Duke talked to
before he got hit.
I give up.
It was you.
So, is there anything you wanna tell me?
You got his phone in evidence?
No, his phone is fucking gone.
But everything on his phone is in some data room somewhere.
So look, man, if...
If I've gotta sweep up...
I gotta know what fucking got broke.
[music]
Yeah.
Everything's broke.
Sweep everything.
[music]
[inmate crosstalk]
[Carney] We got him behind the port o' johns.
No cameras.
Hey, Kareem...
Don't fuckin' shoot.
[Kareem] Get the fuck up!
[music]
[sobbing]
[groaning]
[shouting]
He's gonna fuckin' kill him.
Who gives a shit?
[shouting]
We'll blame the Mexicans.
[phone ringing]
[Mike] All right, what is it now?
[Rebecca] Are you gonna make it into the office today?
I don't know.
I need to know soon. We have a packed house.
[Mike] Anyone I need to see?
I won't know that until you get here, Mike.
Oh...
You got a call from a Wendy Morris,
from the Warwick Group?
Don't know her.
[Rebecca] I looked them up, they're multinational.
She's their private prison rep.
[Mike] Well, she calls back, tell her to fuck off.
Yeah, I'm not gonna say that, Mike.
[Mike] Fine, say it your way.
Just make sure she hears the "fuck off" part.
[phone ringing]
What's up?
[Mike] Hey, we need to speak.
All right. Speak.
[Mike] Not on the phone. Where are you?
[Evelyn] At the coroner's.
All right, I'll be there in...
15 minutes. Don't leave.
[Evelyn] I'm here 14 hours a day, Mike.
Nothing would please me more than leaving.
Well, don't leave...
I'll be right there.
[music]
[Evelyn] You all right?
Been better.
Sheesh.
You have a final count?
We're still finding bodies in nooks and crannies,
sublevel's a maze.
Fuck.
IA's gonna be up your S.W.A.T. buddy's ass,
by the way.
Yeah, well, they saved my brother, so...
And dumped nearly half the guys in here.
Whole lotta shootin', no one shootin' back.
They left .223 caliber shells like fucking breadcrumbs, Mike.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
How's Kyle?
Took a job upstate.
Look...
Milo isn't listed on the inmate roster.
I know.
Then why didn't you fuckin' tell me?
I thought you knew.
You know fuckin' everything else, Mike.
How many left to DNA?
[Evelyn] It's a cluster of sex offenders,
of inmates tortured, then torched alive.
[Mike] Fuck.
Nobody's torching Milo!
[music]
Mike!
We've got 197 dead, and 724 criminal investigations.
It is a jurisdictional cluster fuck.
He got out.
I don't see how that's possible.
He didn't fall in with the fuckin' child molesters.
Okay, and he used every gang in that prison.
[Evelyn] How, Mike? What did, what did he do?
What, did he just walk out the front gate?
Maybe!
Have you got inventory on guard uniforms?
We do not have inventory on guard uniforms.
It's a disaster.
We are blind.
You're going to have to issue
the escaped inmate alert, you know that?
- Issue an alert. - Yeah!
[Evelyn] For the most notorious criminal...
- Yeah! - [Evelyn] In Michigan?
Has maybe escaped?
You saw all the bodies.
I saw all the bodies?
Mm-hm.
And did you see him?
He is not one of the bodies that we can identify.
You see what the fuck I'm saying?
He got the fuck out, Evelyn.
And the disaster grows...
This is a disaster, Evelyn!
Everything else is fuckin' shrapnel!
[music]
Hey.
[Iris] Hey.
Where'd you get that swimsuit?
I found it on the boat.
We gotta go, okay?
Okay? You gotta leave.
What happened?
Mike!
We gotta leave.
[music]
[foghorn blaring]
Homing pigeon.
Sending a message to my son.
Where's your son?
He lives up in Detroit.
[Mike] That's far.
Nah, far is when he lived in Cleveland.
[Mike] How often do you send him a message?
Every Wednesday I send him one, and he sends me one back.
Same day?
The pigeon takes about four hours, round trip.
[Mike] Why don't you just call him?
How many calls do you miss a day?
How many texts?
I can't count how many I've missed.
But I ain't never missed a pigeon.
[birds chirping]
[Old Man] You take it easy, now.
Have a good day.
You got everything worked out?
We gotta safe house her here for a week
while we line out an ID and a location.
Where's the location?
Scottsdale or Denver.
Can we do Denver? She'll melt in the desert.
Computer picks it, we don't have anything to do with it.
Well, just keep pressin' that fuckin' enter button
until it says Denver.
We'll give it our best shot.
Okay, I'll follow you.
[Agent Song] Mike...
You can't know where we're goin'.
For all we know, you were followed here.
If I was followed, then they can fuckin' follow you.
We can't do it.
Look, I don't think she's gonna go if I don't take her.
Then she doesn't do it.
Fuck. Give me a minute.
[foghorn blaring]
Ready?
I don't wanna go.
Okay.
What are you gonna do, Iris?
They're gonna give you a new identity.
You get a house, you get a car.
They'll help you get a fucking job.
All right?
Go to school.
Start a new life.
But you decide the course of it.
Well, there's schools here.
And there's houses here...
The schools here are to teach you to get the fuck out.
The houses are for people who can't.
But I can't call you, and you can't visit me.
No.
No, no.
You can't, and I can't, either.
That's how it works.
Man.
Why the boat?
Why the boat, Mike?
Why do somethin' so nice?
I'll tell you why.
The boat was...
The boat was for you.
It wasn't for me.
To make you feel better about all this.
- I didn't do it for me... - Mm-hm, okay.
And you know it.
It was to give you a second chance.
And you're fuckin' welcome.
[music]
[engine starting]
[music]
[door sensor beeping]
[Mariam] Hi.
Hello.
A bottle of red label, please?
[bottles clinking]
[Mariam] How much is that?
It's 35.
Okay. Here's 40.
Thank you.
No! Goddamn it!
[Teen] Give it up!
[Mariam] No!
[Teen] Give it fucking up, bitch!
[Mariam] Take it!
Take the cash!
Just take the cash!
[music]
[Morass] Ah, fuck!
[Kyle] What?
[Morass] They spotted us!
[Kyle] How do you know?
[Morass] Because they're turning around!
Air 624, we are in pursuit. Coordinates to follow.
[Air 624] B82, we have visual on them.
[music]
What are you doin'?
What the fuck does it look like I'm doin'?
[Morass] They're Canadians! They don't have any guns!
They're smugglers, all smugglers have fuckin' guns.
[Morass] Whatever you say, John Wayne.
Siren.
[Kyle] Which one's the siren?
[Morass] The crank.
The big fucking crank right next to you!
[Kyle] Sorry, I missed the fucking siren day
at boating school!
[Morass] Michigan State Police.
Halt your vessel, or we will disable it.
Halt your vessel, or we will disable it!
How are you gonna disable it?
[Morass] Ah, it's bullshit.
But they must think we have torpedoes,
'cause it works every time.
[music]
[Kyle] Get down. Get down from there.
Why you fuckers won't just pay the tariff?
Come on, show me how much you got.
Get the fuck down!
Get your fuckin' hands where I can see 'em.
Back the fuck up. Back the fuck up!
- It's maple syrup! - [Morass] Yep.
Yeah, what are you hiding in it?
What do you mean?
What kind of drugs are they hiding?!
Drugs?!
Shut the fuck up!
They're not hiding drugs, they're just jumpin' the tariff!
Come on, you know the drill.
You gotta pay the fine and the tariff right now...
- Or follow us in. - Oh my God.
[Morass] We confiscate it and hand it over to customs,
and you pay the fine to them.
Checkbooks in my quarters.
Great, we take fuckin' checks!
Hey, can I talk to you for a fuckin' second?!
You have the tactical awareness of a fucking eight-year-old!
You didn't tell me we were chasin' maple syrup,
I thought there was fucking drugs on this boat!
The drugs go the other way, dipshit.
And we let 'em, 'cause I got a fuckin' family!
And I don't tell you shit 'cause you're a rookie.
Don't give me that "rookie" shit!
I've been Kingstown PD for 12 years.
Yeah, well, you're a rookie to me.
You know what?
You're lucky there were no drugs on this boat,
you left three guys on deck and you didn't even frisk 'em.
Dumb! Motherfucker!
Christ.
[music]
Can I get one of those?
[music]
Is your tooth all right?
[Stevie] Yo.
Patrol caught him a few blocks up.
They're gonna charge him with assault and armed robbery.
But he wasn't armed, wasn't armed.
Well, the arresting officer, they found a knife on him.
He didn't use a knife, Ian.
No, not this time, Mariam, but next time...
Look. Now look, Mariam.
Are you okay to identify this guy?
Yeah, what's his name?
Marco Diaz.
Okay, I wanna talk to him.
[police radio feedback]
[Mariam] Oh my God, what happened?
He resisted.
- I'm not pressing charges. - [Ian] Mariam...
He's got a juvenile record the size of a phone book.
What he did to you,
he just fast-tracked himself to adulthood.
You're fast-tracking him! You are, Ian!
All right, look, I didn't say anything to Mike.
- I didn't say anything to Kyle. - Don't!
But they will not be okay with this.
Stevie's not okay with this kid runnin' the street,
- I'm not okay with it. - I'm okay with it!
Let him go, Stevie.
[Ian] Mariam, listen to me.
This could a been so much worse.
So much worse, he could a killed ya.
Yeah.
Yes, ma'am.
[music]
He's gonna kill somebody.
No. Your gang'll kill him, first.
[music]
[door release beeping]
[Male Agent] How many hours left to identify him?
Another one.
Great.
They're still finding bodies in the prison,
but there are only 12 without a tag.
We can rule four out by size, five out by ethnicity.
So, there's your odds.
Three that could be a match, or maybe he's still on a roll.
You talkin' about Milo?
I wouldn't get too worked up.
If he's alive, he's probably still hiding beneath the prison.
Is that why I'm here?
Of course that's why you're here.
Mike didn't tell you this?
What a fuckin' guy, huh?
Whoa, whoa. Where you goin'?
For a walk.
I wanna go for a walk.
- Let's have a seat... - Get your fucking hands off me!
You said this was voluntary, right?
This is voluntary, yes.
So, I wanna go for a walk. Alone.
We can't protect you if we're not with you.
There were three of you the last time that he took me.
I don't think you can protect me at all.
[music]
[Mike] Rebecca?
[Rebecca] Yeah?
What the fuck?
Thought we were packed?
We were.
Okay, well...
Why don't you get the fuck outta here?
Go home.
Thank you.
[Mike] Yeah.
All right.
Just lock up when you leave, all right?
[Rebecca] Goodnight.
[Mike] Thank you.
[Rebecca] You're welcome.
[knocking on door]
Rebecca, just lock up and leave...
Is it true?
Milo out?
Is Milo out?
I don't know.
What does your heart tell you?
I try not to listen to my heart, Iris.
What does it tell you, Mike?
It tells me it's true.
[music]
[gunfire]
[Stevie] You ever see anything like this before?
Not like this.
It's a fucking massacre under your flag!
No, not my flag. No, I did not call that.
Let me go. Let me go, Mike!
I can't have her here.
I cannot leave her alone.
Somebody's fucking cooking something up.
[Ian] This town's gonna get locked down.
We need some order on the inside, cuz.
[Mike] This only goes one way until it stops.
[music]