Never Missed a Pigeon

My daughter, she said to see you.

She said that you're the mayor now.

Sorry about your brother, man.

You gonna take some time?

No. No, no, I'm good.

Couriers, fix-it men.

What you do, your father invented it.

- Where is the money? - The police.

That's going to be a problem for you.

Don't ever threaten me again.

He's different than his brother, send someone else.

Who?

Where's Iris?

- Who sent you? - Milo.

He's my boss.

You should go back.

I'm stronger than you think.

- That's him? - Yeah.

Better yet, this maggot doesn't make it to court.

They're gonna look the other way on this.

How far the other way they gonna look?

Far.

You owe them. You all owe them.

They want their favors.

What kind of favors?

The unreasonable kind.

- Who? - All of them .

God...

What the--

Everything you have, I'm taking it all back.

Do you wanna start a war?

They broke their word, Mike!

They hungry for this.

This like a revolution.

It's time somebody sent a message.

The messenger's me.

Stop.

Big step.

Turn this way.

Quick.

Take my hand. Take a big step.

There you go.

Can I take this fucking thing off?

No, you can't. Sit down.

You can take it off, now.

Come on. There you go.

How 'bout this, huh?

There's no bears in the middle of the lake, right?

Mm.

So, whose is it?

It's a drug seizure.

Goes to auction next week.

You know how to sail?

I don't have a fuckin' clue.

But it's got a steering wheel and an engine,

and I can drive, so...

There we go.

So, where are we goin'?

I don't know.

Figured we'd just go out in the middle of the lake.

Just anchor there.

You can't sleep, I don't sleep.

Somethin' about the sway of the boat cures both, huh?

Maybe we could take it somewhere.

Get dinner.

Nah, I'll make us dinner. In the galley.

What's a galley?

Galley is boat for "kitchen".

There's a kitchen?

Yeah, I know.

Here, you wanna see the best part of the boat?

My father used to say, "I can't wait to get old.

For my mind to soften. For my memories to rot away.

The hardest thing to do is forget.

Forget the scars life gives yo,

forget the scars you gave others.

The challenge, though,

is hiding a few memories worth keeping from your dying mind."

He told me to keep a journal,

and only write down the good things.

Then when the bad things fade away,

you can read about the happy life you had.

But minds don't forget so easy.

When the horror that we witness and endure takes root,

only madness and dementia can remove it.

Shit...

No! No!

- Fuck, no! - Kareem!

No!

Look at me!

- No! - Kareem!

- No, no! - Look at me!

- No! - Look at me!

You're okay, baby!

You're okay!

This is home!

You're home!

Mom?

Now, go back to bed!

Look at me, honey.

You're okay.

You're okay.

I'm okay. I'm okay.

Want the light off?

No, leave it on.

Bitch-ass nigga, fuck outta here, nigga!

Get up!

Fuck that!

Oh, shit!

Beat down on Row 18, tent 154.

Do we give a shit?

Didn't think so.

The consequence of a riot

is the dismantling of the illusion that

prison is controlled by the guards.

The consequence of putting down the riot

is the dismantling of the leadership structure

within the inmates.

All that remains is chaos,

until a new leadership structure is created.

And when there are no leaders inside,

there are no leaders outside.

All gangs are from prison,

because that's where all gangsters end up.

The result is our new reality.

And that reality is chaos.

Fuck, get down! Get down!

Clear! Last room.

Drop the weapon!

Drop the weapon! Drop the weapon!

I only ask three times.

Iris! You ready?

Hey!

We gotta go.

Go where?

Gotta get you back to the cabin, so I can go to work.

I don't wanna go to the cabin!

I wanna stay here.

It's not my boat.

You said they don't sell it for a week, right?

So, can I keep it for a week?

What are you gonna do, hang out on the boat all day long?

It's no smaller than your cabin.

Fuck, all right, well...

Just don't go anywhere, wanderin' around.

You have no idea who's lookin' for you.

All right?

Aye aye, Captain.

Hey, Mike.

Thank you.

All right, all right.

Fuck!

Goddamn.

Don't go anywhere!

It's Mike.

Mike.

You gotta get down here. Somethin' you need to see.

Where are you?

Grape and 24th.

All right, I'm on my way.

Christ.

Should we call Animal Control?

The fuck are they gonna do?

You wanna open the door to this thing?

I say we shoot it.

Lotta cell phones are out.

Soon as that thing climbs through that sunroof,

we're shootin' it anyway.

That guy is dead.

That thing, it's-it's fuckin' eatin' a man is all.

Fuck!

Fuck, fuck!

Fuck.

All right, we're good.

Okay.

He's good, let him through!

What's up?

First thing in the fuckin' morning.

Uh-huh.

What have we got?

Ah, fuck, Ian, Jesus! How 'bout a little warning?

Fuckin' pitbull through the sunroof.

I'm just gonna go out on a fuckin' limb here

and say it's gang-related.

Until they sort out who's in charge inside,