Drones

We get you some alone time, son.

Put the beatdown on him, Mike, and drug his ass to solitary.

No, stop! No!

I need you to back off Bunny Washington.

Get the fuck out of my house.

- Hey! Back off! - What the fuck?

Relax!

Think you can lay a hand on my brother, motherfucker?

Let's work together, Mike.

Get shit back to the way that it was.

This is your new home.

Hope dies, we die.

Peck!

These people present a menace to society.

Now, why would I release them?

Because you made a fucking deal with them.

Did you just threaten the district attorney, Mike?

I just wanna let you know that the path's been cleared.

It's time for you to do your thing.

- What thing? - Catch you later, Mayor Mike.

They didn't leave no snacks or nothing?

No water?

Dog, you losing your shit, bruh.

I know, I know.

Thank you.

See that shit, man?

Yeah.

Wall's too high for tennis balls.

Technology bullshit.

They be swarming like motherfucking bees.

Yeah, they're not swarming anymore.

All right? It's handled.

But I'm not here about that.

The fuck were you thinking?

Traded one cracker for another.

Politics a cold-ass bitch, Mike.

People tired of broken promises and shit.

Yeah, I was getting it done.

Yeah, and I fucking heard you, and I cleared the way.

You welcome. Now get it the fuck done, Mike.

Yeah, I am.

Made it fucking harder. You realize that?

Them boys really got them trains running. Damn!

Shit, and we just in here holding our dicks and shit.

Watching it shrivel. I'm losing inches, Mike. Shit.

The guards are taking a step back.

Right, got their fingers off. It's level.

I ain't planning on being here long enough to set up a distro.

- Is that right? - Yeah.

You level this shit in here,

I get my cuz lined out and ready.

That is why you're here, Bunny, is to make peace in here, right?

Sing It's a Small World or whatever the fuck that is.

What happens when I'm out? What you want me to do then?

Hold everybody hand and sing Kumbaya and shit?

Want you to keep your eyes and ears on Davidson.

Any of those AB COs making any moves,

can you let me know?

He's already told the guards to loosen the grip, so...

Good. You good?

Peachy.

Hey, Carney, I gotta ask

if you're rolling with these AB COs.

What?

- Gotta ask. - I mean, fuck, no.

Come on, Mike, you know me.

You know I'm an equal opportunity asshole.

I hate them all. AB, COs,

white, black, brown, fucking yellow,

they're all steaming piles of useless shit in this joint.

Yeah. Okay.

Look, until this clears up, I need a favor.

Oh, fuck.

What's up, motherfuckers?

Can I know who the fuck you are? Huh?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

You motherfuckers lost?

Who the fuck are you?

Don't you fucking worry about it.

Hey, hey, hey, no, no, no. We don't need this.

Relax. All right? Fucking relax! Stop!

Nobody fucking wants this, including me!

Get your Opie asses out of here.

Hey, hey, let's fucking get our shit down.

Right, hey, where the fuck are you, first of all?

Maybe they're a little lost, confused.

Maybe you're fucking confused, right?

Didn't get the memo that there's order on the streets again.

We sling our own blocks.

Like we used to, right?

You sling here, you die here.

Yes, we do, so fuck off to your block.

Be fucking smart.

The fuck outta here.

Sling in a fucking sea of blue.

Dipshits.

They lucky your ass came in when you did, bro.

Yeah.

All right, everything else all right

outside these fucking clowns?

Yeah, bro.

And fucking Rhonda says

you need to come by, check on her sometime.

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

Best be careful where you put that marshmallow topping, bro.

Shit get messy real fast,

you start playing with fam', fam'.

I'm just saying.

Don't you worry about it.

I ain't worried.

Fuck.

Kyle.

Yeah. Yeah, hey, Cap.

How are you holding up?

- Yeah, I'm good. - Uh-huh?

Um, you seen Ian?

I'm looking for him too.

You're next up with IA, you know that?

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, you, you fellas got your stories straight?

Well, um,

we were the victims, Cap.

They were fucking crazy in there,

the inmates killing, and they were shooting at us.

- Yeah. - Fucking raping COs.

So tell me how the fuck are we on trial for this?

You're not, son.

Robert and his guys are heroes.

You know how this goes.

Protests, politics, bullshit.

It's all dog and pony show for the money folks

and the suits and the papers and the 24-hour news cycle.

- And you're a good-looking kid. - Mm.

Just a matter of time before they hit you up

to do Anderson Cooper or fucking Hannity or whoever.

Robert was doing his job.

All his men were doing their jobs.

They saved their fucking lives. End of story.

They want a body, Kyle.

They need someone to let them know

that the world makes sense,

that there's a crime and there's a punishment.

If there is no bad guy,

how the fuck do we get to keep being the good guys, huh?

One little strike though.

We just keep doing what the fuck we doing.

The fuck you lookin' at?

We got something for him, don't worry about it.

Yeah...

- He's scared. - Yeah, I know.

- What's up, big homie? - Good to see ya.

How ya doin'?

Hey, what the fuck is this, man?

Hey, pinhead.

Get out of your fucking driveway and get back to your cell.

Now.

- Let's go. - They fucking tossed it.

Are you hard of hearing? Let's go.

Ever get tired of this shit, bruh?

Every goddamn day. Bruh.

Made them extra large for you, Bunny.

All right, let's go. Start hoppin'.

Take it down.

Keep moving, all the way to the end.

Fuck is this, man?

The fuck you doing, Carney?

Right up against the wall, wait right there.

Home sweet home.

Oh, shit.

It's lock-up, Godfather style.

Goodfellas.

What?

It was Goodfellas. I YouTubed it.

They're making, like, pasta sauce and shit,

eating lobsters and steaks,

and cutting garlic with razors...

That was The Godfather.

It was fucking Goodfellas. I looked it up.

- I don't think so. - Hey, fuck you.

You wanna go back to your old cell?

How did this shit happen?

The mayor got you an upgrade.

Fuck, yeah, he did.

Yeah.

Okay.

I'll be sure to tell him how fucking grateful you are.

Enjoy your stay.

It was Goodfellas.

Fuck up outta here.

Yeah.

Hey.

People downstairs said everyone's off for the week,