Gangland Undercover

It's all about the choices we make, right?

It's the choices that get us where we're going.

Put your hands up! Don't move!

Me, I took a deal to stay out of jail.

Falco? Yeah.

Koz.

How much you know about the Vagos?

Not much.

Always looking for the easy ride.

Well, what I need is for you to gather evidence.

The cops called me a confidential informant.

The Vago motorcycle club I infiltrated

called me a snitch.

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Who cares what they think?

They're mostly in jail now.

I left California and I disappeared

into witness protection.

Charlie Falco's dead. Long live Charlie Conner.

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No one ever mentioned my new home in Virginia

just happens to be ground zero

for one of America's biggest biker wars.

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cycle approaching)

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Virginia's home to more biker gangs

than I can list,

all of them fighting for a slice of the territory.

And presiding over this war is one guy.

Well, let's just say his reputation precedes him.

You called this parley.

So what d'you want?

I thought we had a truce going, Devil.

I mean, we stay out of your territory,

and you stay out of ours.

That includes Petersburg.

I got friends in Petersburg.

You saying I have to ask permission to visit?

(laughs) Come on.

We seen your boys muscle their way

into our bars to move your dope.

We see you there again, you know how it's gonna end.

I'll tell you how it ends.

From now on, I'm gonna lift my leg

and I'm gonna mark any territory I want.

And I ain't gonna let no Maggot stop me.

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Follow him! Don't let him get away!

Go!

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(Souls' boss breathing heavily)

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Devil? C'mon, man.

Devil...

You got no one to blame but yourself.

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Devil!

What kind of man are you?

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Bag him up.

And mop this place down.

Sometimes I feel like I've been to hell and back.

But there are circles of hell in America,

just waiting for lost souls like me.

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* Bite down You gotta blow it up *

* You gotta give it hell You gotta pull the plug *

* You can run away You can kill the beast *

* You can try to kill yourself But you can never kill me *

* Hey, if this is how the world will end *

* You can burn it again 'Cause we will not go quietly *

Conner?

Charlie!

(sighs) Yeah?

How much longer on that fan-belt?

I'm done, but the engine's still vibrating.

Don't worry about that.

Can pick it up in half an hour, mam.

Thank you.

Mike, if it's the engine mounts,

that's a pretty big job.

Charlie, pull it out of the bay.

It's alright, she'll pick it up.

Just saying it doesn't make sense.

What doesn't make sense is the fact

that I'm still paying you off the books.

You know anything about that social security number yet?

Still waiting on it.

Yeah, well, I can't keep you going

like this forever, Charlie.

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Sthis is the new me...

Charlie Conner.

No passport, no birth certificate,

no driver's license.

Trying to put the past behind me,

but always looking over my shoulder.

Witness protection is supposed to be a new start.

Turns out even the little things like finding an apartment

are tough when you got no ID, no bank account,

no history.

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I gotta make this work.

I need to make this work.

What else am I gonna do?

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I fill my days with routine,

but it's hardly a life.

It used to take something big

to get under my skin.

These days, it's the little things that set me off.

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(screaming)

Where does this come from?

Hating who I was? Hating who I've become?

(sighs)

Maybe I'd rather not know.

Sometimes the pain feels good.

I guess one day I'll connect the dots.

But part of me knows I might not like what I'll find.

Well, look who's back.

Hey, yeah, I'll have the large--

Large Greek with chicken and fries?

'Cause you, sir, are a man of habit.

Yeah, you know, the president has a closet

filled with the exact same suit,

so that he has one less decision to make on a busy day.

Is that right?

So this means you and the president

are both busy and decisive?

Or predictable and boring?

Well, I can't speak for the president personally,

but I myself am trying to quit

the whole unpredictable and exciting thing.

Feels better to be out,

even though I can't be myself.

But I'm not only loner trying to get a toe hold

in this state.

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What's up, Dirtbag?

I got a sit-down with Crowbar.

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(sighs)