Boss

Mr. Langley has previously undiagnosed open-angle glaucoma.

Motherfucker.

I've been concerned.

Any improvement is likely a placebo effect.

I'm not gonna have my sons grow up with some humiliating picture of me.

Lesser men have come back from greater scandal.

What do you want?

Is that your wife in that picture?

No, a couple of good time girls is all.

My parole officer, he wants something and I don't know what it is.

She's clear. Right?

Long as she keeps pissing clean, we're cool.

Otherwise, it's another five K.

Mac, I think it's time for the boys to go home.

What's the price tag on that little operation?

$10.3 million.

The riots were unfortunate. In the meantime, we are fast approaching

the annual vote to cover the city's expenditures.

There can be no push back.

Years back, we began to acquire all that surrounds the project.

I suggest you unload it while you can still recoup your investment.

You should know you'll be receiving wide-ranging subpoenas

in conjunction with the corruption cases you set in motion.

Look at that, not a word redacted.

You've got to find your own proof 'cause I'll deny this ever happened.

City Hall town car went missing same time Kane did.

Crossed over into Canada Tuesday.

We can no longer suffer the consequence of mindless compliance.

The borrowing has to stop.

The vote to issue bonds comes up every year, and every year

the measure is approved and public services continue.

Now is not the time for exceptions.

Look, this deficit has been kicked down the road for far too long.

Property damage from the riots, overtime for police and fire,

the cost of evicting and housing Lennox Gardens residents.

All of this has tipped the city over the edge.

Chicago is, in fact, on the verge of bankruptcy.

Limited closures of parks, libraries, community centers. Thank you, Robin.

Band-Aids. Small ones at that.

It'd be irresponsible for us to let you persist without oversight.

Exactly when did you become the speaker for the entire City Council?

The decisions you've made have repercussions, Mr. Mayor.

As have yours.

Which is why you'll never sit behind this desk.

Your so-called corruption sweep

left an acute personnel gap.

Four ward bosses and an alderman were relieved of their duties.

And you would like to fill those positions

with your associates.

The budget deadline is in two days.

No changing that.

Work with me here, and the bond acquisition passes without issue.

Behind you.

The door.

Maggie Zajac filed for divorce.

Let me guess, on the grounds of adultery.

Trying to get a hold of the terms now,

see if we have a child custody battle on the horizon.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

My God. You stole his phone records?

Shh. Obtained. Obtained. And don't rat me out.

Where is area code 905? And what is Alternalive?

It's a brain clinic in Toronto.

Meredith Kane called there during his little disappearing act.

How about that?

I'm gonna owe you, aren't I?

This one's for free.

Well, maybe I want to be indebted.

Just don't be more trouble than you're worth.

It's become clear that Kane and I don't share the same values.

And I'm assuming you feel the same,

given the subpoenas served to his office.

Twenty years' worth, no less.

There was a blurb about it in The Ledger.

Due diligence.

We're prosecuting corruption charges against five individuals

who may or may not have interfaced with the Mayor.

You've managed to get elected year after year without Kane's support.

And it's tempting to chalk that up to divine intervention, but...

You a churchgoer, Mr. Zajac?

Lapsed.

Been thinking I should return.

I have a lot to answer for.

Well, His forgiveness comes easily. All you have to do is ask.

The public's is another matter.

It's no small task, but I want to try.

And I think, in spite of my sins,

I can still serve the state well.

My strength as a prosecutor has always been recognizing talent.

I make it a point to surround myself with impressive people.

Claire sees something in you,

and I trust her judgment.

Well, I would be grateful for your support.

You're aware my position makes it unethical to publicly back any one candidate.

I would never ask you to stump for me.

The State's Attorney is a firm believer in public transparency.

Once that's achieved,

perhaps connections can be made.

I'm in.

I assumed we'd be meeting privately, Tom,

but it certainly has been nice spending time with your staff.

No sense in restricting a rare visit from our governor.

It's an honor for these young people to be in your presence.

They may even learn a thing or two in the process.

It pains me to be the bearer of bad news,

particularly in this less-than-private setting,

but with the state's belt so tight,

I'm sure you understand why we'll have to pass

this $10 million expense on to the city.

Frankly,

I wasn't sure that calling in the Guard was really necessary,

but I agreed at your office's urging.

I'd like to thank you for taking the time to advise me of this personally.

I happened to be in town. Scheduled to address

the bright future of Loyola's graduating class.

I should tell them to look for work in China.

Four mutually beneficial terms together, you and I.

Now here we are at the twilight of your governorship.

Twilight indeed.

Yours, too, perhaps, at this rate.

Shocking, really, that things should be so economically dire here.

You've always been such a good manager.

State bonds.

Enough to ride out the storm, allowing a proper plan to be put into place.

Issued immediately.

Is this really the legacy you wanna leave behind, Mac?

The reputation of allowing the state's largest city to go under?

Whatever I decide, you'll need more than just my approval.

Take a picture of Mr. Zajac swallowing this pill, will you?

Our state treasurer knows that what's good for Chicago is good for Illinois.

Once upon a time I believed the same.

Nice man.

Nice man.

All right.

Let's get Zajac on the books, and then we'll circle back to Cullen.

If the lame-duck governor needs a crumb or two thrown at him, so be it.

Something's happening with him.

Probably just a little dehydrated.

Here, this'll fix him up.

No, it's more than that. He's different.

He's trying to communicate.

What's he trying to say?

Grandpa,

do you understand what I'm saying?

Do you know who I am?

Here,

this will calm him.

- Which one is it? - Bulbocapnine.

Would you get that for me?

Sorry, I missed it.

That's fine.

You know, he really should rest.

This is Emma. Leave me a message and I'll get back to you.

It's me again.

Just wanted to make sure things worked out with you and that guy

you were telling me about. I haven't heard from you in a while,

so can you call me?

There he is.

What the fuck is this, yo?

Where you been, cuz?

Yeah, man, I was...

- I was just trying to... - Doesn't matter.

That bag you dropped, light at least five grand.

Right, right. I was trying to help out, you know?

Like, since the Gardens is gone,

I figured I'd work it for you out here.

You know, and just needed some start-up money to invest in the product.

- You know what I'm saying? - Look at my guy,

making investments. Mr. Motherfucking Wall Street.

Do I look like your bank, nigga?

Man, I'll get you the money.

You're motherfucking right you will.

Get the fuck off me!

I'm assuming you'll call the State Treasurer's office

and get Zajac to sign off on the bonds?

Mr. Zajac's hardly in the position to hold us up.

And, at this moment, I'm more concerned about

filling the alderman's seat in light of the upcoming vote.

And I'm more concerned about circumventing the vote with the bonds.

Plus, if Ross does have the majority on this,

one open seat won't matter.

Understood, but filling the vacancy with the right person is no less important.

Miss Fredricks?

My name's Karen. This is my son, Cole.

- We met at the Gardens. - Yes, of course.

Have a seat.

Go ahead without me.

I think you grew up around the corner from me.

I remember you.

Did real good for yourself.

I hope everything is going all right with your temporary home situation.

Yeah. They got us out in East Garfield.

Not too bad. Pretty far from my work, though, and church.

But it's only for two years, right?

- Right. - I know it's not a long time,

but he misses his cousins.

With everybody scattered every which way...

- I'm sure. - I was hoping

we could be closer to where the rest of my family is.