Staring at the Devil

We need a pecking order inside, gentlemen.

So we have control on the outside. Okay? Period.

- Get him! - Aah!

There're no leaders inside, Mike.

Why don't you pick new leaders?

There's no new leaders to pick from.

Get up, nigga!

I don't wanna go.

They're gonna give you a new identity.

They'll help you get a job.

How's Kyle?

He took a job upstate.

You're lucky there wasn't drugs on this boat,

you left three guys on deck, you didn't even frisk 'em.

Everyday, you will choose

whether to study

or wether to blow this off.

Oh! No!

Give it up you bitch!

I wanna go for a walk.

We can't protect you if we're not with you.

So, Milo... Is he listed on the Inmate roster?

What'd he do? Mike, what did he just walk out the front gate?

Wars inside means war on the outside.

The only difference is

no innocent victims during the inside war.

Outside, innocent victims is how you fight the war.

911, what's your emergency?

I've been shot. Everybody's been...

Ma'am, are you still there?

I heard gunfire.

Have you been shot, ma'am?

If you can't speak,

simply press any number on your keypad.

Good, is the shooter still active?

Do you know how many victims?

Everybody in this motherfucker about to be a victim.

If y'all show up,

you motherfuckers gonna be victims too.

Yeah.

Hey, you heading towards the shots fired?

- Yeah. - What is it?

Not sure. You on your way?

I gotta drop something off first,

but, yeah, I'll be there.

Come on, please answer.

- Come on. Hi. - Hey, Mike.

What are you doing?

Um, none of your business.

Well, how long are you gonna be doing that?

Well, the hope is all night.

What do you need?

Fucking come on. All right, never mind, sorry.

Fuck. Jesus.

Come on.

- Yeah, what's up? - What are you doing?

What? Well, I was fucking sleeping.

What's up?

I gotta drop something by for you to watch.

What you get, like, a dog or something?

I did not.

Well, what is it, Mike?

I'm gonna be there in a minute.

All right.

I don't need a babysitter.

No, what you need is witness protection, Iris.

We all know how that went.

I just need a kind world.

Well, those don't exist.

And all you're doing is

prolonging the inevitable here, Iris.

Kingstown is not a city.

It's a town and nothing stays hidden in a town.

So either you leave or he's gonna find you, period.

Yeah, same goes for you.

Shit. Okay. You thirsty?

No.

Hi.

Hi.

Uh, Mike.

- Hey. - Hey.

Uh, can I get a word with you, please?

Go... Yeah. Sit inside.

- Come on. - Yeah.

Who the fuck is that?

It's the girl from my office with the three feds

who were murdered.

- Oh. Shit. - Yeah.

I didn't know we found her.

We didn't. I did.

Look, good for you,

then go hide her at your fucking cabin.

I can't. I cannot leave her alone.

All right. She's been put through the wringer by Milo.

Okay, look, and I put her in WitPro and she jumped it.

I don't give a shit.

I can't have her here, Mike,

you know, with my pregnant wife and our mother.

Are you out of your fucking mind?

I just gotta put a lid on a fucking problem.

Okay. It's just for a few hours.

Problems don't get bigger than the hooker

in our mother's living room, Mike.

- Come on... - Michael?

Fuck. Asshole.

Yeah.

Sorry it's so late.

We're just looking for a place to...

- Wait, wait. - Let me go. Let me...

What the fuck?

- Let me fucking go, Mike! - Woah, easy. Easy. Easy.

Let me go. You're a fucking dog.

Looking for a safe place...

- Let me go! Let me go. - What is happening?

- Huh! - We have a guest.

Um, we have a spare room upstairs.

Tracy, would you show her where it is?

- Sure. All right. - Thank you.

It's just for a minute. Sorry, guys.

- Hi, I'm Tracy. - I'm Iris.

That's a pretty name.

It's not mine. I made it up.

She in trouble?

Yeah. Yes, Mom.

- What kind of trouble? - The worst kind.

And none of it is her fault.

Okay.

When you coming back for her, Mike?

This afternoon, this evening. And I'll get this done.

Okay, well, the sooner the better.

- Yeah. -'Cause I don't need

her trouble to become our trouble.

Yeah, it's kind of already is, isn't it.

Well, you know, fuck, I love you,

but, you know, God damn.

- I know. Go to bed. - Fuck.

Mike, it's a fucking mess. It's just a fucking mess.

We give your boy a pass and this is how he treats us.

No, no, no. Fucking bunny didn't order this shit.

This came from the inside. Jesus.

Thought there were no fucking leaders on the inside.

There aren't.

That makes no fucking sense.

Look, when there's no leaders inside,

everyone tries to play leader, okay?

Jesus Christ, Ian.

Tail's wagging the fucking dog, right?

And this is the result. Jesus.

It's rough in there, Mike.

I've seen it before.

No, you haven't seen this, Mike.

No, don't throw up on my crime scene, come on.

Outside!

Fuck.

So, Mikey, you ever seen anything like this before?

Because I sure as hell haven't.

No, not like this.

DA's calling it a mass shooting, Mike.

Well, it's a gang shooting. He knows it. We know it.

Jesus.

Well, yeah, it was a gang shooting

when they drove by and hosed the fucking house down.

When that next group walked through,

Mikey, fucking executing people,

it became... It became something else.

Welcome to national news.

- Sir. - Yeah.

We got a murder weapon.

Am I the only motherfucker that called this in?

Mikey, Dispatch was on with one of the vics when she was shot.

He told the patrol units to fucking seal off the streets

before they pushed on the goddamn house.

Fearless fucking police chief. What can we say?

Yeah, we engaged them over here.

- All right, let's see. - I'll show you.

So we pulled up the house. They were coming out here.

We engaged and they unleashed fucking hell on us.

Fuck.

Dipped down this alleyway and took off.

But one of them dropped this.

That's not a fucking gangster gun.

Look at this thing.

Mikey, this thing's got an added rail system.

It's got... It's got a fucking muzzle brake on it.

Great, now they're fucking gunsmiths now.

No, they don't know how to do that shit

unless they got it from the Mexicans.

You case this alley yet?

No, sir, they told us to wait for SWAT.

- You got a torch? - Yeah.

Yeah.

Follow this right here.

Fuck, Mikey, maybe we should wait for SWAT.

Well, if we wait for this guy to bleed out,

we're not gonna know more than we already know.

And we don't know fucking shit.

Jesus, he's right there.

My name's Mike McLusky.

You know who I am?

You know my name?