suspenseful music
tense music
[crying]
[Eloise] Forget every nice thing
I said about Grace Campbell.
You bury that whole fucking family.
[grunting]
I want justice.
I want justice for Decourcy Ward.
I want justice for his wife.
Is my ma still out there?
[Chris] She's with us, Anton!
[Jackie] How else would we know where to find you?
[gunshot]
[Grace] No! No!
-[grunts] Fuck! -What the fuck happened?
He fucking wheeled on me, Chris.
He wheeled on me!
Don't fucking touch me!
[Jackie] No. Holly! Hey! Hey!
[tires squealing]
[Jenny] You know what?
Fuck you.
Yeah. I'm gonna find him myself.
[Rosa laughs] Oh, and if you do,
don't expect a touching reunion.
[Maeve] Now, I made this choice.
It's a permanent reminder of who I am, what I stand for.
Go on.
I did a good deed, and I feel good about that!
So shut up and let me have this.
[indistinct chatter]
[Keenan] Rohr.
Thought you were off to Lakeville.
Who'd you have to screw to stay?
No one...yet.
Now tell me what the fuck's going on,
or I'm gonna start a little rumor
that you and your partner are playing dick hockey
in the back of your Toyota.
[Keenan] Arms deal went belly up last night--
three bog-trotters and a Greek.
Used the casket to smuggle weapons.
Got five rifles, two semi-automatics,
couple of handguns.
[Jackie] To what exotic location
were they attempting to transport the weapons?
Ireland.
To the IRA, I'm guessing.
[Jackie] "Killing is forbidden
unless you kill in large numbers
and to the sound of trumpets."
[Keenan] You know this one?
Never seen her before in my life.
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[Dan] Hey, Decourcy. Good to see you.
I'm glad you came out to play.
That's what we're doing? Playing?
[Dan chuckles]
I'm not sure. I'm still sober.
Weller, double, but in two glasses.
-[waitress] Very good. -Hennessy, rocks, please.
You believe this clusterfuck in Los Angeles--
Rodney King?
Two cops were found guilty.
Yeah, and two more, guilty as Pontius Pilate,
were deemed innocent.
[waitress] Here you go.
-Thank you. -[waitress] You're welcome.
All right, now, look, you didn't call me here to talk
about shitstorms in Los Angeles, huh?
I want you at the table with me for Kelvin Campbell's trial.
No.
What we have in Braxton Summit is a hornet's nest
stinging this city a thousand times a day
with drugs and killings.
Kelvin's brother shot my wife.
Sitting at his trial would look like
I'm after schoolyard revenge.
Revenge to some, justice to most.
[Decourcy] You don't need me.
The case is all there.
Just use the-the rule of felony murder.
A Copeland gang member was killed by a Braxton boy.
Doesn't matter if Kelvin Campbell
pulled the trigger-- he was present.
End of story. Guilty as charged.
Jesus.
You are so goddamn full of self-righteous piety,
-you don't see what I'm asking. -[Decourcy] Mm.
The jury is five whites, seven Blacks.
Doesn't matter how guilty Kelvin is.
I'll look like a towering, vindictive Caucasian bully
trying to convict a baby-faced kid.
Ah, you need me to be your token Black boy.
I want you to do your fucking job.
I'm asking to be polite.
[Decourcy] Suferin.
The Youth Strike Task Force Officer Tony Suferin--
I want his fucking badge,
I want him in Walpole for executing Anton Campbell,
and I want all your attention paid to the cause.
After we convict Kelvin, yes.
-[note plays] -[Jenny humming]
[door opens, closes]
[Jenny continues humming]
Hey.
Annie Lennox, what are you writing?
-Don't touch that! -[Jackie] Oh.
You still pissed off about me missing that church solo?
[chuckles]
Was your little friend Maeve there?
No.
But I didn't expect her to.
Right now Maeve's probably sitting on a beach
somewhere in California, sipping a mai tai.
I'm happy for her, starting a new life somewhere,
and I'm happy I helped her get there.
Yeah, well, sometimes we do things that we think are good,
but they don't necessarily turn out that way, you know?
That sounds like something you tell somebody
before you give them bad news.
No, no, no, no. No.
You-you--what you did was good...
for Maeve.
And-and, listen, you know, about the church solo,
I'm gonna be there next time,
-I swear to God. -Yeah.
I'm guessing God's pretty tired
of hearing you swear to Him all the time.
-Come here. Come here. -Oh, God, what are you doing?
[Jackie humming]
[Jenny] Is this your way of saying "I'm sorry"?
Yep.
Okay. Okay.
Miss, I'm gonna need some more sugar.
You're not worried about diabetes?
I'm distracting my heart from the impending angina.
-[Decourcy] Mm. -But...
I'm guessing that you're not here
out of concern for my continued good health.
I have a project for you.
I know there's thin ice under your feet
'cause of Holly Gunner.
This could help you skate across that ice.
Holly Gunner's got nothing to do with me,
but if you're interested in my assistance,
I'm happy to listen.
Cop who shot Campbell-- Tony Suferin.
I want to put him away.
He murdered Anton Campbell.
That could be the big, splashy front-page comeback, huh?
I mean, it'll keep you
from getting transferred to nowhere.
-Me? -[Decourcy] Mm-hmm.
You want me to help you bust a white cop?
No, thanks.
[Grace] Siobhan.
I was hoping we could talk.
All right, come up to the office.
It's personal, not a legal matter.
-You here about Kelvin? -Yes.
Seems to me that's personal and legal.
Uh, Siobhan, I truly believe
that there's still hope for Kelvin.
I want him to have a chance
to finish school, find a job, have a family.
I've always admired you...
maybe more than my own mother.
Your impact on the community
is what inspired me to go to law school...
where I studied the definition of crime,
the reality of evidence and facts.
Maybe deep down Kelvin is a good kid,
but the bottom line--
he broke the law.
I see.
This is nothing more than payback for Anton.
[Siobhan] Don't you go there, Grace.
Anton took Raina from Gloria and Darron.
When he shot me, he took away my future.
I grieve for your pain. I do.
And I pray that God fills your heart once more.
But the system killed both our babies.
Anton is a grown man who knew what he was doing.
Siobhan, I watched my son die.
Mine died inside of me!
Yes.
I'm sorry.
You are?
Then why wasn't that the first thing you said?
[Mick] Uh, Mrs. Ryan?
[children chattering happily]
What are you doing here?
[Mick] I read a book by a guy, um,
Dale Carnegie,
and he says a good businessman
should get close to his subcontractors.
Look, my kids are two seconds behind me.
Can we please just meet at the Ebb Tide
on Thursday like we agreed?
[Mick] You missed our last appointment.
You need to pay me what you owe.
I need a couple more days.
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[Mick] Cute kids.
[Cathy] Hey, guys. Come on.
Bus is here. Let's go.
I'll see you at the Ebb Tide.
And, Mrs. Ryan?
Don't be late.
Ma, who was that?
Don't worry about it. Just let's go.
Come on. Come on.
[door closes, keys jingle]
[Decourcy] Hey.
Where's your sling?
[Siobhan] Well, I went to the doctor today,
and he said I was fine.
I just need to keep doing the exercises.
[Decourcy] That's wonderful.
And then Grace paid me
a lovely visit at the office.
About Kelvin's trial, huh?
That, and she attempted to apologize for Anton,
but I didn't let her.
[Decourcy] Just 'cause she asked for forgiveness
doesn't mean you have to be ready for that.
-[Siobhan] Yeah. -You don't ever have to be.
Not ever.
[Siobhan clicks tongue]
So, instead, I lied and said I wouldn't help Kelvin,
when the truth is, I can't do a damn thing about it.
Hey.
[sighs] He's so young.
In Roxbury, in those projects.
Oh, no, Siobhan, look...
the majority of young people in Braxton Summit
haven't made the choices that he and his brother made.
Yeah, and Grace worked really hard
to give them better options.
Letting Kelvin walk away from what he's done
is not the right answer.
I'm not saying that he's innocent.
I'm just saying that, you know, he...
he shouldn't be crushed
for a past that he didn't deserve.
I don't know. Let's just change the subject.
[both sigh]
How was work?
Well, the lawsuit I've been working on for months
was handed over to Myers.
Partners are coddling me like I'm a porcelain doll,
fragile.
They just want what's best for you.
[Siobhan] Yeah.
Yeah, well, I'm the only person who knows what's best for me,
and if I say I'm ready to work, I'm ready to work.
Did you get my messages?
I've been trying to reach you for an hour.
I got a meeting. Is this important?
For me, no. For you, very.
The Office of Professional Responsibility
is calling you in for a review.
The board doesn't conduct these interviews
unless they're sure they have cause.
So you can forget about a transfer to Lakeville.
This could mean a boot to your backside.
Do you know Buddy Cianci? Mayor of Providence?
Convicted of assaulting the guy
who was sleeping with his ex-wife.
He's my hero.
Comes from nothing, amazing career.
Even after they forced him to resign,
he still came back and got reelected as mayor.
Nothing's stopping the guy.
They're gonna pick through every case you've ever had,
and you've done a lot worse things
than beat up some idiot.
You know the raid that I was on?
The raid that killed Anton Campbell?
I can deliver the white cop that murdered that kid.
According to the BPD, that shooting was justifiable.
The bullet in the back of Anton's head
tells a different story, and bullets don't lie.
You want to be having dinner at the White House
with Bill and Hillary?
You can bury this rogue, racist cop
with an airtight civil rights case.
You are such a fucking toothache.
-[Jackie sighs] -I don't give a shit
about dinner at the White House.
But you do care about people in authority
hurting people that aren't.
In return for the white cop--
Make this OPR bullshit go away.
Only if what you purport to be true is actually true.
I want a reliable witness willing to testify.
Hand on the Bible. Done.
Done.
[engine rumbling]
[engine revving]
[engine stops]
Hey, Officer Wallace.
You look like the cat that swallowed the canary, but...
I'm not Tweety Bird, Agent Rohr.
[chuckles]
[Wallace scoffs]
Fuck you.
You were with Suferin right before he fired that shot,
so you know whether he was defending himself
or he executed Anton Campbell.
I didn't see shit.
Officer Wallace.
I looked you up. Your jacket's pretty clean.
BC criminal justice, applied to the Staties,
decided to go with the BPD.
Wife, Carol, kid on the way.
Leave my family out of this.
Hey, I know you didn't murder that fucking kid.
I need to hear you say that he did.
He didn't.
[sighs]
Don't be a dope.
You are gonna be asked under oath about what happened.
If you lie, you're gonna be shit-canned
by the estimable Boston police force.
A promising career,
squashed like a fucking cockroach.
I rat on a fellow cop, my career's in the toilet.
Yeah, but you're not gonna be doing 20 years for perjury.
Plus, you get to keep that nifty new car.
Okay, I'm-I'm gonna give you some time
to ponder your two alternate realities.
Beep.
Time's up.
Not here.
Okay.
I'll drive.
Come on.
[court clerk] All rise for the honorable
Judge Aloysius Farisi.
[Farisi] All right, let's, uh--
let's get this cha-cha started.
Superior Court is now in session.
Case number 93-CR-3-11-10,
Commonwealth of Massachusetts
versus Kelvin Demetrius Campbell.
[mouthing] I love you.
[Farisi] District Attorney Guy Dan,
the floor is all yours.
[Dan clears throat]
[Dan] Ladies and gentlemen...
this is a case about violence...
savage violence.
Your Honor, I am, regrettably, forced to object.
The word "savage" is biased and offensive.
Overruled.
[Dan] Kelvin Campbell has time and time again
shown himself to be a dangerous,
-hard-hearted menace. -Objection!
Your Honor, this repeated interrupting
is clearly a tactic by the defense
to derail my opening statement.
Objection overruled.
You will have your chance to speak, Mr., uh, Kalil.
Let the man finish.
Uh, could you dance a little faster, Guy?
The State will prove that the defendant
is a drug dealer, a gang member,
and a participant in a triple homicide.
You're going to hear from his mother--
"My son is a saint."
Well, we're going to show you that his halo is fake.
The defense will say Kelvin Campbell is innocent
because he didn't pull the trigger.
But is the man who loads the gun innocent?
Is the man who cheers the killer on--
"Shoot! Shoot!"--
free of guilt?
During this trial, we will examine the attitudes,
the actions of Kelvin Campbell,
a man...
whose life is teeming with dark thoughts...
and, yes, savage violence.
Hmm.
Christmas came early.
I'll compare notes with the Suffolk County DA.
But it's what I promised you, right?
Tony Suferin whacked Anton Campbell.
White cop, Black victim, bingo.
Amazing you're so full of joy.
Russ Wallace will most likely end up shot in the back.
Friendly fire.
Who gives a shit? But did you do your part?
Did you clear me out of that OPR hearing?
I tried.
[Jackie] You tried?
That doesn't mean it won't go your way.
All you have to do is not be Jackie Rohr.
You understand the charges
for which your son is being tried?
I do, and the DA is wrong.
[Dan] Objection.
Your Honor, the witness isn't a legal expert.
She is an expert on her son. Overruled.
Why is the district attorney wrong?
His whole life, Kelvin has been a blessing.
He's grown into a young man of strong moral character.
He would rather take on the suffering of others
than see them in pain.
Can you be more specific?
He gave away his winter coat to a neighbor boy
who wouldn't walk to school 'cause he was too cold.
That same winter, without his coat,
he saw an older woman slip on the ice, hit her head.
As cold as he was,
he helped her to a bench and prayed with her
until the ambulance arrived.
That's the kind of compassionate young man he is.
[Kalil] Indeed.
Your witness, Guy.
Does your son sell drugs out of compassion?
Objection!
[Dan] Withdrawn.
You and Kelvin are close?
Yes, very.
I have here your sworn statement
claiming that you were unaware of his drug dealing
and other criminal activities.
If you and your son are so very close,
how could you not know?
I like to see the good in people.
Don't you?
I do.
Sadly, there is none in this case.
Do you know Assistant District Attorney Ward,
-working with me today? -Yes.
[Dan] And you know his wife, Siobhan.
[Grace] Yes.
You know she was shot,
and as a result, she miscarried?
[Kalil] Objection. Relevance.
[Farisi] Yeah, help us out, Guy.
Where are you headed with this line of questioning?
[Dan] Mr. Kalil has touted the witness
as a champion in her community and a beacon of honesty.
But you're willing to lie, aren't you,
when your family is involved.
Give false statements to the police.
[Farisi] All right, that's enough.
That's enough.
You don't have to answer.
As for people getting shot,
most gunshot victims in this city are Black
and from neighborhoods like mine.
But no one's seeking justice for them.
But now assistant district attorney's
wife gets wounded,
Black couple living downtown,
and suddenly Boston cares?
[scoffs]
Is she any better than me?
solemn music
[door opens]
[door closes]
[Dan] No further questions.
-[Siobhan] Oh. -[door closes]
[Siobhan sighs, chuckles]
Why am I here? [laughs]
I don't even know what I'm doing here.
Perhaps I came here to see Grace suffer.
Suffer like I did, like we did.
I should've known.
Only brought that suffering back on myself.
These cycles of loss and grief,
of punishment and revenge.
Of course Grace would attack me.
She was being attacked!
I couldn't sit there and watch Guy Dan use us
and what we lost as a tactic to hurt another family.
[sobbing]
[Decourcy] Baby, I got you. I got you.
[sobs]
I got you, baby.
Have you lost your motherfuckin' mind?
Hey, do you mind? I'm having a private moment.
You never said you were gonna bring up my wife!
Maybe, but I never said I wouldn't.
When I saw her coming into the courtroom,
looking all angelic...
I figured, "Why the fuck not?" [clears throat]
You crossed a line bringing my family into this,
you rat bastard.
Rat bastard?
On a good day, yeah.
-[door opens] -You call out Grace
for the damage done to Siobhan.
Look in the mirror, Counselor.
[door closes]
I filed a complaint against the DA.
What Guy Dan did to your mother
was the worst form of witness badgering.
Yeah, that was foul.
[Kalil] I will also try and suppress
the ballistics from the Copeland shooting.
[Kelvin] You seem nervous.
No, no. That's adrenaline.
We're gonna lose, aren't we?
[Kalil] Hard to say.
Look, I want to take the stand.
Kelvin, no. No way.
Desperate times, desperate measures.
[Kalil] Guy Dan will slice and dice him.
After what that DA did to Grace?
Attacking Kelvin may be the only thing
that gets that jury's sympathy.
Mr. Campbell, are you gonna answer the question
while I'm still in my 60s?
[door closes]
My mother,
she got the mayor to send plows
when the Sanitation Department forgot about us
after last winter's blizzard.
[Farisi] How is that an answer to my question?
Mama read the Bible to us.
"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."
But, um...
my brother and me...
we did the opposite.
I-I deserve to be here today.
I-I deserve to be locked up.
[Kalil] Kelvin, stop.
I'm changing my plea.
[Kalil] Your Honor, I request a recess
to talk with my client.
[Farisi] Granted.
-I'm guilty. -[audience murmuring]
-[gavel slams] -[Farisi] Order!
Kelvin, why?
[Farisi] Officer, please take the defendant
in the back so that he may meet with his attorney in private.
tense music
This court is adjourned.
[gavel slams]
[audience murmuring]
Dirty win.
I'll take what I can get.
[knock at door]
Hey, I'm going to Regina's. You want a slice?
Ooh, what's that?
Your letter of acceptance.
Or rejection.
[Jackie chuckles]
You scared or what?
[scoffs] Yeah.
Actually, beyond scared.
Of what?
I don't know. If I don't get in, if I do get in.
[Jackie scoffs] Let me see that thing.
It's so official, isn't it?
Ah, these things get fancier and fancier.
You know, when I got into college,
it was a single piece of paper.
"Congrats. You're accepted. Enjoy debt."
Yeah, none of this even feels real to me.
[Jackie] You know, college didn't feel real to me either.
Not until I flunked my first course.
Or maybe it was my first blackout.
Your boyfriend get in?
Yeah, he got a scholarship.
You know,
you've faced a lot, Bendrops.
You can face this.
I faced my past because I know my past.
But this...
-You got to open it. -No, not me.
It's too much pressure. No. Mm-mm.
I can't.
Oh.
Oh, yeah.
-Mm-hmm. -Well?
-[inhales deeply] -For God sakes, Dad.
Congratulations, Benny.
You're gonna wake up in the City That Never Sleeps.
God help me.
I'll go tell your ma.
[Benedetta] No, I want to.
Mom! Mom!
[knock at door]
You busy?
Working on chapter seven, "From Selma to Montgomery,"
but I need a break.
I heard about the trial.
All over.
[Eloise] Are you relieved?
Mm, one thing gets solved, another doesn't.
It's been quite a while since you've been here at my office.
[Siobhan] Well, I thought I'd save you
a trip to the apartment.
You must be sick of our place by now.
And I'm sick of your cooking.
-[laughs] -[Siobhan] Hmm.
Ah, so tiny.
[Eloise] When you're a little girl,
everything seems larger than life.
I feel like I'm going backwards, Mom.
Like I've lost my way...
in my career,
in my marriage.
This is a conversation we've had before.
You work hard. You care about your work.
What's different?
I want to make a dent in our community like you do.
Like Dad did.
Then recharge your run for City Council.
I'm not ready for that.
Okay.
What do you have in mind?
What if I told you that I'm gonna quit my job
at Rawls & Goodwin?
And do what?
I want to work for the ACLU.
That--
that's a sharp turn.
Oh, for God's sake, Mom, I need to know
if I'm making the right choice.
[Eloise] I can't tell you what to do.
[scoffs]
You've been to hell and back.
You know your own mind better than anyone else.
I will say this.
Siobhan Quays will do what's best...
Like the daughter I raised.
Like the woman you are.
[breathes deeply]
Oh, you look like Atlas about to shrug.
[Jackie] Uh, I'm just going through the pregame checklist
of the shitty fucking day that lies before me.
I'd be happy to console you over whatever the bumps are,
but you never tell me what's what.
You should be grateful you don't share
that part of my life, Jen.
[Benedetta] Mom, Dad, I'm headed to school.
-I'll see you later. -Ah, bye, Benny.
-[door closes] -I'm gonna miss that.
Yeah.
Carl Sagan says that someday
we're all gonna be able to travel back in time.
I wouldn't mind going back
and reliving the day she was born.
Life was simpler then.
Pfft. Not even close to simple.
I can't let you loose on the world
with a screwed-up Windsor.
Get over here.
Come here.
-Jeez. -[sighs]
Kind of ironic that...
I wear a knot named after the man
that abdicated the throne of England.
Well, guess it's fitting.
Thanks.
[Corchoran] Agent Rohr, you don't get to decide
whether or not this point is covered or laid to rest.
[Jackie] You're right, Mr. Corchoran.
My mistake.
[Folsom] One of many, Mr. Rohr.
Yes, ma'am.
[Shattuck] Are you actually contrite?
Are you admitting mistakes were made?
I'm admitting that working for 25 years
as a decorated and successful field agent
in a tumultuous arena has its challenges.
[Folsom] Two of your informants--
Clay Roach and James Ryan-- were murdered.
They didn't live casual lives.
[Corchoran] Did you investigate those murders?
-I did not. -And why not?
The answer's right in front of you.
My purview is not limited to the deceased.
I carry a dozen cases, a dozen informants.
I don't have time for whodunnits.
Roach and Ryan helped you close investigations,
yet your response to their murders was what?
A shrug?
No, my response was to do my job,
to honor my oath to defend the Constitution
and the city of Boston.
[Shattuck] Agent Rohr...
the litany of alleged crimes committed by you
in the course of your career is disturbing.
It's mind-boggling.
But the reason you are here today
is your involvement in the drug overdose
of Assistant U.S. Attorney Holly Gunner.
[Corchoran] She was left outside the ER of St. Eligius,
where, not coincidentally,
your former partner, Salvatore Clasby,
is head of security.
Who, I'm assuming, you've spoken to.
[Corchoran] We have.
And what did he say?
[Corchoran] His testimony is sealed,
but I think you know what he said.
Mr. Rohr, please, no smoking.
You'll be fine. [scoffs]
[lighter clicks closed]
Well, obviously, all decorum and impartiality
have gone out the fucking window.
You dragged me up here to the sixth floor
predisposed to hang me.
Well, let me save you some trouble.
Holly Gunner snorted way too much cocaine and OD'd.
I didn't want her to die, so I took her to the hospital
where my friend Salvy Clasby worked
because I thought that he could help me
keep her fuck-up a secret!
She had a family, and she had a career,
and I didn't want her losing everything
over one mistake.
[door opens, closes]
[pounds on door]
Salvy, open up!
[pounds on door]
[neighbor] Hey, you looking for Salvy and Tracy?
Yeah, dropping off some money I owe 'em.
Yeah, they're gone.
Went on vacation.
When are they coming back?
[neighbor] No idea.
Lot of suitcases, though.
They even took the birdcage.
Ah, great.
Oh, and this one means you'll graduate
summa cum laude from NYU.
Liar.
Either way, going to college in September should be fun.
Fun?
Our lives will be entirely different.
We'll have to force ourselves to go to class,
get weekend jobs, make our beds,
do our own laundry, eat cafeteria food--
or find really good pizza.
We'll be on our own.
Okay, you're right. We're doomed.
-Yeah. -[both laugh]
[Jenny] Hey, why are you getting up?
Oh, my dad says when a woman enters a room,
a gentleman stands.
Wow, your dad sounds like a real Prince Charming.
Unlike my dad.
Do you want a soda or anything?
[Faust] No thanks, ma'am.
Hey, Ma, Non called.
She asked me to take her to physical therapy.
I hope you told her to take a taxi.
Yeah, I was gonna, but someone convinced me otherwise.
Oh, is that your father's influence again?
[chuckles]
My dad always says family first.
-Oh. -[Benedetta] Non also
was having trouble at the pharmacy
with refilling her prescription.
She wanted to know if you could go down there
and straighten things out.
-Yeah, but why can't she? -She tried.
Got kicked out of Hailer's for using foul language.
Yeah, well, serves her right.
[Benedetta] Ma, she needs the drugs.
She's carrying a lot of pain right now.
Family first, Ma.
Hey, Faust,
tell your father he can go fuck himself.
[Benedetta] Oh.
I'm not gonna work for Rawls & Goodwin anymore.
After all that's gone on, I need a change.
Hey, maybe now's not the time to be making any big decisions.
Okay?
I was shot.
Anton's dead. Kelvin's in prison.
There's been a lifetime of pain in the last two months,
and I know you feel it, same as me.
[sighs]
[stammers] For over a year now,
you've been killing yourself to get made partner.
That was all ego. I know that now.
Everything is ego, baby.
It just depends on what you do with it.
I want to work for the ACLU.
I called them this morning. The interview's tomorrow.
You know those cases will put you
right in the middle of social and civil injustices,
like, right back to where you started--
between Anton and me.
-[door closes] -[Jenny] Ma?
Hey, I got your meds,
but you got to take 'em with food,
so I got you some sandwiches from Bubba's.
[Lena] She's in physical therapy.
That's not till four.
[Lena] Uh, well, an earlier slot opened up,
and she convinced Benny to drive her.
[chuckles, gasps]
Say, your daughter's boyfriend, oh!
He's a handsome little fuck.
She better be careful with that one.
God, you sound just like Jackie.
He hates the idea of Benny dating.
Ah, I guess I do, too. [chuckles]
But she's amazing, you know, rebuilding her life.
She's gonna be okay.
Yeah? What about you?
You asked Rosa about your father.
Yeah, and I got nothing out of her.
[Lena] Big surprise.
Well, what do you want to know?
Maybe I can enlighten you.
All these years he's dead, and then out of the blue,
Ma says he's alive, and he's a mooch.
I mean, what else do I need to know?
Maybe knowing more isn't important.
Maybe telling him a few things is.
[drawer opens]
That's where you'll find the shitbag.
[keys jingling]
[footsteps clatter]
You missed our date at the Ebb Tide...
again.
Y-yeah, I know. I know.
I-I, uh, I was trying to call you,
but my phone got disconnected, so...
so, y-you know.
The fucking NYNEX, man, you--
you miss one payment, right, and--
Just--you may have medical bills, whatever else,
and they disconnect yous.
[body thuds]
dramatic music
Double chilled PatrÃ³n.
-You remembered. -On my tab.
We're indicting Suferin.
Marshals are arresting him right now.
Well, that'll fuck up his day.
You made a solid case.
Thank you.
Stopped by your office. They said you might be here.
The OPR is recommending termination
to the Inspector General.
He almost always goes along with their recommendation.
I'm out.
[Karen] Won't be official for a couple weeks.
There's no appeal process, right?
[Karen] No.
You have to go to court to be reinstated.
Or you can fly down to D.C.
and rim-job the Director of the FBI.
Well, Freeh's a good-looking guy.
If you close your eyes, lips are lips.
Ahh. Fucking Barabbas got a better deal.
[sighs] You're happy.
Right?
You got to bury me.
You didn't even need a shovel to do it, just Clasby's tapes.
They're firing your ass because you deserve to go.
On second thought, she's paying.
"From the Bible, man has learned cruelty,
rape, and murder.
Belief in a cruel God makes for a cruel man."
I need you to bless me, Father,
for I have sinned again.
You should keep an ashtray in here.
Genesis 3:19--
we all become ashes in the end, Mr. Rohr.
Including your friend Maeve.
May her soul rest in our Savior's peace.
Been meaning to call Jenny, see how she's holding up.
They became quite close.
Jenny is under the impression that she saved Maeve's mick ass
when she gave her that money.
She has no idea that she actually
blew a fucking hole in the wee lass' head,
and I would like to keep my wife
in the proverbial dark about that.
Understood. You have my word.
Is that what you came to see me about?
[Jackie] Yes and no.
I said I have something to confess.
[Diarmuid] Yeah, and what would that be?
Breaking and entering.
You see, I don't trust you, Father Twat.
I never have.
So I figured that I would check out
your personal space, you know?
See if there's any child pornography,
leather whips, cock rings,
something I could hold over you.
This burglary, are you asking God
or me for forgiveness?
I also looked at the parish financial records.
Remember that money that I gave you last year?
That donation, $5,000?
It never made it into the church's bank accounts.
[paper rustling]
You're stealing from the parish.
And you're giving the money to the IRA
to buy fucking guns,
just like poor dead Maeve.
Now, I don't always see eye to eye with God,
but I'm pretty sure
that the Almighty would not approve
of what you're doing here.
No one can speculate what God's judgment will be.
Well, on a personal level, I hope you're right about that,
but you should be more concerned
about my judgment.
You see, trafficking in firearms?
That's a federal crime.
That's five years imprisonment,
which is gonna be hard for a hunk of cheese like you.
I'm a man of God, but I'm also a man with a duty,
a duty to protect my people against those bloody Unionists,
who'll murder an old lady simply for crossing the street.
Look, I'm not here for a debate, Doyle.
You send one more fucking dime
to your freedom-fighting paddy pals,
and I will drag your ass off of that pulpit
in handcuffs and straight into deportation.
If I go back, I'm a dead man.
So we have a deal.
Yes, you fucking demon.
[Jackie] And if I needed you to testify
on my behalf, would you?
[Diarmuid] Not a chance.
That's harsh.
Well, how about you perform an exorcism?
Come on, bless me, Father.
Yeah, with pleasure.
God, the Father of--
[Jackie] No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I want to--I want to see you do-do the whole thing.
You know, with the hand and-- you know.
Come on, come out here.
[yelling]
[bone cracks]
My thumb! My thumb!
Consider that your baptism.
I fucking own you now.
[groaning in pain]
tense music
[door buzzes]
Baby...
what happened?
Don't call me that here.
Just call me by my name.
I'm sorry.
Kelvin.
Talk, Mama. We haven't got all day.
I...
love you.
Yeah, don't say that neither.
How are you?
Do you need anything?
I need you not to cry.
I don't want to think about that when I go to sleep.
Okay.
That story you told?
In court, about the winter coat?
That was a long time ago, Mama.
That boy is still in you.
Look, don't come back next week.
Why?
Seeing you will be all I think about.
And in here, I got to think about other things.
[door buzzes, opens]
-[whimpers] -[door closes]
[Jenny] By the blood
That flowed from Thee
In Thy
Bitter agony...
Hey, I forgot to tell you something this morning.
[Jenny] Oh, yeah? What?
I love you.
Oh.
Yeah, what's--what's going on?
solemn music
Can I ask you a question?
Perfect time.
Why me?
I mean, why'd you choose me?
Out of all the girls at BC, there were lots of...
pretty, smart, funny women.
Why'd you choose the shy one?
-Fishing for a compliment? -No, an answer.
Ah.
I was a pretty cocky son of a bitch, as you know,
and I thought I deserved the best.
And I still chose you.
Oh, if you ruin this moment,
I swear to God, I'll stab you in your sleep.
[chuckles]
Just answer the question.
You know, what'd you-- what'd you see in me?
Marines, you know...
we can spot each other without even saying "hello."
I can see it in his eyes. He can see it in mine.
We've been through the same shit.
Um, I could tell by the way that you walked
that you'd been through fucking hell.
Not my hell, your own.
I know where my father is.
He's alive and lives in the North End.
Oh, fuck me.
He's in Boston?
Jennifer, don't.
Your father is a sleeping dog.
Just let him lie, fleas and ticks and all.
[Cathy] Hey, guys, come on, hand me those bags.
Kick, give me the duffel.
Come on, what are you waiting for?
Let's go.
Guys might want to stay in this shithole forever,
but I'm getting out of here.
But why Florida?
Kids, come on, get in the car.
Give me your backpacks.
Go. Seat belt on.
It's warmer in Florida.
Corie's there, your cousins are there.
People got hair down there just like they do here.
I'll start another salon.
You're gonna start a new school and make new friends--
nicer school this time.
You're gonna get to be an 11-year-old.
You want to know something your father
always used to say to me?
"If you don't say goodbye...
maybe you won't miss people so much."
I got to assume the same goes for Boston.
Hey, whose daughter are you?
Frankie Ryan's.
I'm sorry, what? I-I must have wax in my ears or something.
I'm Frankie Ryan's daughter.
That's right.
And who else's?
Cathleen Finnegan Ryan's.
You're goddamn right.
solemn music
Hey, Boston...
[Isaiah] You ready?
Yeah.
I really wish they would've let me speak
on your behalf at the hearing.
[Grace] HUD CCRs are pretty clear.
Anybody in your family
convicted of a felony, you leave.
Rules are rules.
[cheers and applause]
[person] Take good care of yourself, Ms. Campbell.
[scattered cheers continue]
Do they know you got the 20 million
for the Braxton Summit?
Them knowing is not important.
Better they enjoy the improvements
the money'll bring.
Well, I will tell them next Sunday at church.
I will shout that news like Moses from the mountaintop.
Is that the last one, Nana?
[Grace] Yes.
[applause]
[indistinct chatter]
I hope what's coming is better than what is gone.
[person] Take care of yourself.
[blues rock music playing]
Hey, get this man a double,
a beer, and all the peanuts he can eat.
Ah. You heard.
[Decourcy] Yeah.
Let me ask you something, D.
If the OPR had asked you to come in
or if I'd asked you to, you know,
be a character witness, what would you have said?
No, never mind. Don't answer that.
Thanks for nailing Suferin.
Heard the U.S. Attorney is prosecuting him
with a civil rights violation.
[Jackie] Don't thank me.
Thank Lyndon Johnson.
You know, I wanted to take down the son of a bitch myself,
but, truthfully, a federal sentence
is worse than any conviction that I could've delivered.
Well...
does this mean you're gonna miss me when I'm gone?
[both chuckle]
What you gonna do now?
I hear there's a--
there's a spot at, uh, St. Eligius.
They--they're looking for a, uh, head of security.
Ah, no, no, no, I mean, uh,
are you gonna fight the termination?
Yeah, I got myself a lawyer.
Beacon Hill Brahmin-- fucking guy's got three names.
I'm gonna take these OPR dicks to court.
So I may still be asked to testify.
How's your bride?
In flux.
She must've been upset when she heard.
Heard what?
Kelvin Campbell...
took a beating at Walpole, got his skull crushed in.
He's dead.
Holy shit.
What?
I just, uh...
I-I-I didn't think that I would care.
Um...
Well, you do.
Of course you do.
That's who you are.
No, I'm a killer.
I knew Kelvin would die in prison.
Fuck, I might as well have put a gun to his head and fired.
Hey, come on.
We're all guilty of something, kid.
That's the key to life.
[distant dog barking]
[doorbell rings]
[Eve] Jesus, who's this now?
What?
Does, uh, Joe--
Joseph Congemi live here?
What do you want?
I'm, uh, I'm Jenny.
I'm his, uh, daughter.
He's got nothing to say to you.
[distant dog barking]
Mavis Staples' "Will The Circle Be Unbroken"
twangy country music
I was standing
By my window
It was on a cold and cloudy day
I said when I saw the
Hearse come rollin'
Oh, to carry my mother away
Will the circle
Be unbroken?
By and by
Lord, by, by and by
There's a better
Home a-waitin'
Lord, in the sky
I would follow
Close behind her
Try to hold up
And be brave
But I could not
Hold my sorrow
Lord, when they laid her
Her in the grave
Will the circle
Be unbroken?
By and by
Lord, by, by and by
There's a better
Home a-waitin'
In the sky
Lord, in the sky
Ooh, ooh-ooh
[sighs]
Fuck you.
You can have it.
Will the circle
Will it be unbroken?
By and by
Lord, by, by and by
There's a better
Better home a-waitin'
Lord, in the sky
Lord
Will the circle
Be unbroken?
By and by, Lord
By, by and by
There's a better
Better home a-waitin'
Lord, in the sky
Lord, in
Oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Oh, Lord