Marya Was Here

One of your COs raped Cherry.

Whoever did this needs to be on the wrong side of a cell door.

What the fuck you doing?

- Up, up. - I wasn't even doing shit!

Hey, watch those hands, motherfucker.

- Get him out of here. Don't, Raph.

They can't reach us, baby.

Oh, I can reach you.

The Soviet problem's worse than, uh, we thought.

They're tied with the Aryans.

And they're greedy motherfuckers.

They want everything.

Prisons, Bunny, all of it.

Konstantin Noskov.

Got a warrant to search the premises.

Russian are in cuffs.

No shots fired, just like you wanted, Mike.

You all right? - Mm-hmm.

- Is there any news? - Yeah.

He's got girls coming in from Europe.

They're crossing the border.

You push the Crips back,

or you let me manage my shit, my way.

Konstantin doesn't know the fucking rules here.

How things work. We need a balance.

Hit Bunny Washington.

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"U.S.A."

Passports, please.

Where you going?

Bachelorette party in Dearborn.

Return to Toronto tomorrow.

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That clock right?

Some folks do eggs and toast, Mike.

You got somewhere to be?

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No.

Gracias.

Okay.

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Leaded or unleaded?

Leaded.

Uh, okay. Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

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- KPD! - Let me see your hands!

- Hands on your head! - Don't fucking move!

- KPD! - Get down on the ground. KPD.

Nobody fucking move. Hands on your head.

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You whole?

Hey. You good?

Well, those are two different things, brother.

Yeah? It's done.

- Was it clean? - Clockwork.

Three-zero, us.

You sound like fucking Robert.

Yeah, well,

Bunny finds out you hit his supply,

it's your fucking ass, Mike.

Colombian thing was just a temporary deal, anyway.

He'll adapt.

Yeah, maybe.

I can feel you worrying, Kyle.

- What is it? - I'm just trying

to keep score here, brother.

You put your thumb on the scale for Bunny,

and then you clip his supply for who, the fucking Aryans?

Getting fucking whiplash.

Yeah, well, my thumb is

a little too heavy, so I'm recalibrating.

Not sure this shit's working anymore, Mike.

Well, it's gonna have to. It's all we got, Kyle.

I got to go.

Fuck.

Hey, uh, what're you...

what're you doing up so early?

Never went to sleep.

That's wonderful. You being careful?

Of course.

Are you being careful?

You partying?

I'm playing my part.

I know where the line is.

- Headed back to the hotel, then? - Maybe.

Yeah. Uh...

Might get some rest.

The shipment's coming in today.

Heartbeats or horses?

Heartbeats. And it's late.

- Alex said something to Konnie. - Konnie?

- Who? - Mike, it's always

- been Konnie. - How late?

I'll find out.

You want to tell me to be careful, in case I forgot?

That's not funny.

- It's not funny. - I mean, it's a little funny.

I don't think so.

Look, this guy might look like a fucking professor,

but he's a fucking savage,

all right? Don't forget that.

You know, Mike,

when you underestimate me,

you sound like all the other guys.

It's really fucking cute.

I'm real sorry, Ian. This one...

this one is in different places.

Two.

- Maybe three. - That's all right, Charlie.

You're doing important work here.

All right? Nobody's perfect.

Except God.

Except for God.

There's another tree.

It's a... it's... Mm.

It's a birch, maybe, or a beech.

I get them confused.

My dad used to quiz me on trees.

Hickory hurt the most.

Well, hickory is a...

That's a hard wood.

But I'll tell you what. We are gonna get out there.

Me and you are gonna find that spot.

That's what we're gonna do.

You ever whittle, Ian?

- What do you mean? - With a pocketknife.

My dad...

he used to make me whittle the switch.

What about the house one?

Is the house one important?

- What house one? - The porch.

The man on the porch.

No. No, no. Charlie, no.

I don't want you to worry about that, Charlie, okay?

That's why I'm here. If it was important... I'd tell you.

What I'd like you to do is draw me that--

draw me that other tree.

Can you do that for me?

That other tree.

- That's it. - Okay.

It's a bigger tree.

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Shit.

Another beautiful morning.

Mm.

No VIP parking for you, either, huh?

Oh, I don't mind a walk in the morning. Wakes me up.

Now, that is what I call a good attitude.

I complain about this job whenever I can.

Why do it?

Service.

How long you been here?

Oh, a few months. Transferred from upstate.

Oh, after the riots, you jumped into the furnace.

That's brave.

Well, there was a need here, and I needed a coin.

You a smoker?

Oh, no, not since high school.

Hey. Be careful in there.

You say that to all your coworkers?

Every one of 'em, every damn day.

Mm-hmm.

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All the way down, Raph. No shortcuts,

you want to beat my record.

You gotta work. Come on.

Hey, yo, Raph. Hey, you got company, man.

- Hold up. Hold up. Yo, Raphael.

Gonna need you to come with us, inmate.

Warden wants a word.

The fuck for?

It's not a fucking request.

The fuck are we going?

Ain't no goddamn warden up here.

What shit is this?

Gonna need to search you.

Got to check you for weapons.

Turn around.

Lose the jacket.

Now, motherfucker!

Fucking shit.

Come on. Come on.

This, he fucks up? Fucking gift-wrapped.

Gonna need backup.

Should've killed you, motherfucker!

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Bitch ass!

Smoke your ass. I swear to God.

It's Brucker Junior High?

The fuck you talking 'bout?