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The only person that's gonna kill for these bonds
is the person that can flip them.
You're saying, Milo's still out there?
The fuck is that?
I grabbed them. We're good.
I found the rat.
Who is it?
It was fucking Ben Morrisey.
Fucker, he was in it with us.
Robert and his guys are heroes, they saved our fucking lives.
You know how this goes.
I thought maybe it'd be nice for us to get out
for a bit of a field trip, you know.
Get you outta here for a minute, get some fresh air.
Would you like that?
I would.
You see this shit?
They be swarming like motherfucking bees.
The field is level, that means no fucking drones.
We made a fucking deal.
Mike, you gotta call me back, man.
I fucking found her.
I found Iris.
Mike?
Can I get another one?
No, don't worry about the ice, please.
Okay, you got it.
Thank you.
You don't look like a pro.
That right?
Just saying, it's a little early to be getting your swerve on.
Okay.
- Another? - Please.
So, uh, where's Billy?
Dead.
Fuck.
He was my grandpa.
I'm sorry.
Yeah. He died two years ago.
Guess I haven't been here a while.
Hey, uh, it's none of my business,
but, uh, guy like you comes into a bar like this,
drinking like Genghis Khan went to war?
I mean, you can keep drinking that shit,
but ain't enough in the bottle to drown in, so...
None of my business to be telling a grown man
how to live his life.
You're right.
None of your fucking business.
I'm just taking a day.
Nothing darker or deeper than that.
Take a pause, reset.
I'm gonna leave you these, okay?
And I'm gonna come back for them,
and it's your job to tell me to fuck off.
No matter what I say.
Okay. How long are you gonna be?
Long as it takes.
Well, my shift is 10:00 to 6:00.
Understood.
Does your, uh, grandpa still have the safe in the back?
- Yeah. - All right.
What the fuck?
What the... Are you gonna fucking rob me?
No, I'm not fucking robbing you.
Put this back in the safe, would you?
And I'm gonna come back for this.
But this, you're gonna give to me.
Understand?
Here. That's for you.
Have a nice fucking day.
We don't got those here.
But who knows. Right?
This isn't sizzle, heat it up just a little.
What you cooking?
They ain't had no fucking andouille.
So this some old dirty rice combination, you know?
Okay.
They giving you presents now?
Naw, I got this for you.
The fuck?
Open that shit up, man. Come on.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Shit.
Bruh, I fucks with this.
I wanted you to have some company when I'm gone.
Yeah, you better hope you gone soon, motherfucker,
'cause I'm gonna be making beats on this bitch day and night.
I'm going today.
Guess the mayor got his mojo back.
Ain't gonna put nobody else in here with you.
All right.
You the boss up in this motherfucker now.
You feel me?
I got you.
All right.
This is Mike. Leave a message.
Michael, hi. I'm so sorry to pester you,
but they're moving Jacob out of juvenile tomorrow,
and he's really, he's very fragile.
He could use your help.
Okay? Would you call me back when you get this, honey?
Thanks. Bye-bye.
- Michael. - No, Mom, it's me.
Hey. Have you seen him?
No, I was just gonna ask you the same thing.
No, I can't find him.
Ian can't find him. Nobody can.
Well, is he okay?
Yeah, yeah, I think he... Yeah.
I'm not worried like that or anything.
No, I just got something to tell him.
Um, look, if you do see him or if you do talk to him,
you tell him I'm looking for him and to call me, okay?
Yeah, and you do the same for me.
I will, okay. Bye.
Ah, Digo, bruh.
- What's good, bruh? - Yeah, yeah.
Got word from the inside, big dawg.
You know, I had to roll you out in style.
King is back.
Aight Kingstown, it's a new day.
Motherfucking king is back.
Yeah! What's good, baby?
This is Mike. Leave a message.
Where you at, Santa Jesus? Shit.
Dawg, you got me out in this air and shit, man.
Let's raise a cup to that shit, come on.
Yeah.
Don't get me wrong, though, Mike.
We still got some shit to settle,
but today, yeah, today all about celebrating.
Yeah. Now get on over here, man.
This party gonna be jumping off till the roof caves in.
You lost, Beeber?
I'm looking for Bunny. I heard he's out.
Don't know who that is, brother.
Maybe you oughta roll that cracker barrel
on up out of here.
I'm Mike McLusky's brother.
- Turn around. - What?
Put your fucking hands on the truck
- and spread your goddamn legs. - All right. Okay.
Jesus fucking Christ.
How's it feel to be on the other side, motherfucker?
Lucky I don't grab your nuts.
Drop you to the motherfucking cement.
Put a knee in your back,
give you some road rash on that pretty fucking face.
- Let's go. - Okay. All right.
One after the other, princess.
You two, stay here.
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