Banshee

Who the hell are you?

- Siobhan. - Stay the fuck away from me.

You played us. Me, Brock... Emmett?

Everything about you is a lie.

- Siobhan, listen to me. - Don't.

Okay. Okay.

Okay...

Put the gun down.

- It's me, Siobhan. - No...

You hear me? It's me.

Come on.

It's just me.

There is no you.

There is no you.

There is no you!

3x04 - "Real Life Is the Nightmare"

I need time to think. Just get out.

- We should talk about this. - Get the fuck out!

Now!

- Hey, good evening. - Where's Mario and Frank?

Oh, um, they had to do a double at Raymor Plaza.

Some kind of plumbing leak.

They're up to their eyeballs in shit, literally.

- Yeah. - Give me your badges.

We already scanned them.

And I'm gonna scan them again.

Excuse my friend.

He's a little slow since the accident.

What? Something wrong?

Why'd you cut your hair, man?

What?

The 'fro.

You know, just hanging around guys like this,

it just felt too much like showing off.

Thanks.

Have a good night.

Yeah, thank you. You, too.

Okay.

Big Brother's in the house.

You seeing what I'm seeing?

Shit, they're watching them monitors like hawks.

Then let's change the view.

All right.

Okay, you're clear. Go get that formula.

- It's an algorithm. - Yeah, you say tomato.

Hey, one of the guards is on the move.

- You better step on it. - You need to step off it.

I ain't watching fucking YouTube videos up in here.

Damn, he's getting on the elevator.

Sh...

- Hey. - Hey.

- Where's your partner? - Oh, he went to take a leak.

You know?

Look, you better step on it, man.

Gonna get real crowded in there real soon.

Got you.

Job.

Job.

Job.

- Sorry I'm late. - 45 minutes, Carrie.

Her teacher couldn't wait.

What did she say?

Well, Deva's missing assignments, she's disruptive in class,

and basically her attitude sucks.

And apparently the school feels that our daughter

is lacking any kind of discipline or structure at home.

- And that's my fault? - I'm not pointing fingers.

Well, you just did and this from a mayor who bangs hookers.

Yeah, and like abandoning your family to go off to hunt down

your gangster father is a lesson in family values?

Fuck you, Gordon.

Carrie, can you stop, please?

Look, we need to do better.

I realize that I have been blaming everybody else

for my inability to handle everything that's happened.

I just... it's our family.

But you know that I have never been a victim in my life

and I'm done with that.

I want to figure this out for all of us.

Where I come from, it's customary

to drink to a job well done.

Ha!

Done?

That algorithm was just the tip of this cluster fuck.

No, it's the small victories that keep you in the fight.

I know you the Dalai Lama of Mayberry and all that ,

but that don't mean everything coming out your mouth is wisdom.

It is far from party time.

Fine.

Cheers.

Who'd you piss off this time?

We may have to bail.

What, on the job?

On everything.

Everything everything?

How bad is it?

- Siobhan has the police file on me. - Oh, fuck.

So why aren't we already doing 95 out of this shithole?

Could be she won't turn me in.

Let me explain something to you.

There are fake cops... that's you...

and there are real cops... that's her.

Difference being real cops will turn your ass in.

Maybe not.

Would you please tell this man

You two both do time what you gotta do.' run

But I'm going to work, Job.

Baby, I want you to try real hard

to remember what happened the last time you rolled the dice on a woman.

Fuck this. I'm packing.

- When were you gonna tell me? - Brock.

You're working for Proctor now, Emily? Have you lost it?

How could you possibly know that?

- I called your agency. - You did what?

- I didn't hear from you. - Jesus Christ, Brock.

- I was worried about you. - You're spying on me.

- I'm not spying on you. - You're unbelievable.

Do you have any idea how dangerous Proctor is?

The kind of people that he deals with?

d now you're living in the goddamn house?

His mother is dying.

Yeah, well, apparently she's not the only one.

I was there the other day fishing a dead gangbanger out of his pool.

Em, bad things happen there.

I care for the dying.

That's what I do.

That's what I'm gonna keep on doing.

Listen. Em, I'm begging you.

Get as far away from that man as possible.

The only one I need to get away from isou.

Emily.

That's very interesting.

Just call me if anything changes.

Tommy Littlestone's body has been cleared for release.

I'm pretty sure his brother's eager to get him back to the reservation.

I want to go, too.

All right.

Thank you, Ule.

My mother is driving me crazy.

She's got a problem with everything I do.

Any time you want to trade moms, just say the word.

Sorry.

Yeah, didn't think so.

How is Max doing?

Fine, I guess.

Max has been wanting that game for months.

$75 for a video game? What the hell?

It's crazy.

How's she doing?

Resting comfortably.

The new meds are doing a better job with the pain.

That's good.

Thank you for taking such good care of her.

Well, it's what she deserves.

It's what we all deserve.

Yeah.

How are you holding up, Mr. Proctor?

Me?

Well, I'm not the one who's dying.

But you are suffering and you don't get any meds.

The downside to being strong for everyone else

is that you never get a moment for yourself.

If you ever want to talk or...

I've got nowhere else to be.

Do you want to sit down?

Apple on three.

Table six is ready to order.

Table nine needs silverware.

And the campers on 12 are asking for a third refill on coffee.

A little help here.

12 is still asking for that refill.

Carrie.

- What now? - We wait.

Stay here.

Get in.

I've been practicing with my uncle.

You're not an experienced driver.

Well, then let's go get me some experience.

What the hell?

You called. What's going on?

I'm withdrawing Proctor's plea bargain.

I don't understand.

We'll file the motion first thing in the morning.

Sperling is gonna go apeshit on us.

Well, that's just the gravy.

By the way, I'm sorry I was a jerk.

You weren't a jerk.

You were an asshole.

I should probably go. Let you get settled.

You've got secrets, boss.

Don't we all?

If they ever get to be too much or if you want to talk...

- I'll see you tomorrow. - Yeah.

Hi, you've reached Siobhan Kelly.

Please leave a message.

- Hood. - Yeah?

I just got a call from fire and rescue.

There's a wreck out on Highway 6.

- You handle it. - Two DOAs, both Redbones.

They were transporting Tommy Littlestone's body.