American Rust (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - Blue Mountains - full transcript
[grunts]
Previously on American Rust...
Fifty-one percent
of your employees
would like to be
represented by a union.
It's what the cards say.
Someone took a bat to
the taillights.
[Harris]
Who did it?
[Grace]
Gelsey, probably.
[Jackson]
Fentanyl.
This is strong stuff.
You ever fill a script for it?
I mean, not in a long time.
You mind my asking
where you get this filled?
- Jackson's.
- Jackson.
[Steve] The guy with Novick
was his dealer?
But are you hunting him down
because he's dealing,
or because
it might help Grace's son?
If you'd rather I left you
out of this going forward,
I get it, no hard feelings.
I work for you, Chief.
You understand
I've been appointed
to serve as your lawyer?
I don't want a lawyer.
I can work to help your brother,
or I can work to help
your friend, Mr. Poe.
But I can't do both.
If I help one,
it might mean harming the other.
[Lee] I care for you.
I'm scared for you.
Bail is denied.
[Harris] You could be headed
to Farmington.
- [wolf whistles]
- Felonies make up a big chunk
of the population,
- so keep your head down.
- [inmate] Hey, pretty boy.
You gave me your word!
Come on, Chuck.
Goddamn it! Fuck.
What happened to you?
Atmospheric music
Bluesy guitar music
[Aaron urinating]
[metallic clacking]
[toilet flushes]
[inmates clamoring]
[loud chatter]
[chatter continues]
[chatter continues]
[chatter continues]
suspenseful music
[quiet chatter]
It's you. My man.
[chuckles]
[Steve] Can you give me
the names of anyone
who might have a grudge
against you or your son?
Everyone in this frickin' town
has a grudge against me.
[sighs]
Pam Novick, obviously.
My boss, Gelsey.
He's the most likely.
That cunt of a D.A.,
Sue Herlitz.
Judge Paronne obviously
has it in for Billy.
I don't really think the judge
would want to firebomb your car.
I didn't really think anybody
would want to firebomb my car
- until they did it last night.
- [Steve] Okay.
Okay. Uh, sir,
maybe let me do this for now.
Contemplative music
What about, uh,
your husband, Virgil?
[Grace] You think
one of the girlfriends...
[excited chatter]
I am being punished.
I'm not sure why,
'cause I really...
I really did the best I could.
You've been
a good mother, Grace.
Well, it wasn't enough.
And I've been
calling the prison,
and they say it takes a week
to process me
to put me
on the-the visitors' list.
Is there nothing you can do
to speed that up?
Well, if there was,
I hope you know that I'd do it.
Who is this guy...
lying about Billy?
Saying he killed Pete?
Pete Novick was a junkie.
- Is this guy a junkie, too?
- I don't know.
Well, why doesn't anyone
know anything about him?
I've been trying.
I need your help, Del.
Please try to help me.
They shut me out!
I-I got no leads
to work on my own, okay?
Did Billy say anything
about what happened at the mill?
What makes you think
he was even there?
I'm not saying he was
or he wasn't,
I'm just telling you
what the D.A. is saying.
Billy wouldn't talk to me.
But he was spending a whole
lot of time with Lee English.
Maybe he said something to her.
Okay.
What are you doing?
[sighs]
This is awful.
Why am I looking at this?
He was my old partner.
When did this happen?
Night before last.
I was there.
Chuck asked me to be involved.
I refused, so he did this.
He asked for help,
and I said no.
I was just trying
to do right by him,
and I'm just trying
to do right by you.
I need you to know I care,
and I'm trying.
I do.
Thank you for telling me this.
We are gonna look out
for one another,
and nobody is gonna hurt
either of us anymore.
We're gonna figure it all out.
As long as we stick together.
Okay?
Gonna be late.
Are you coming by after work?
I'm looking forward to it.
We got interrupted last night.
Somber music
[horns honking]
[horn blaring]
[John Wayne on TV]
It's better this way.
Every time he opens a door,
every time he hears footsteps
coming around the corner...
Laredo'll start sweating,
thinking it's me.
His food won't sit well
the rest of his life.
[knocking on door]
Well, all right,
but if I'm gonna be holy,
I got to get some fun out of it.
[chuckles]
- [Lee Dixon] Well, well, well.
- [Wayne] Hello.
Mr. and Mrs. Worth,
Ms. Worth, Randy McCall.
[Dixon]
How do you do?
[Bobby]
Yeah?
[man]
It's me. Come on.
What's up, man?
Got me the fuck out
in the boonies.
Come on.
You been good?
Yeah. I got to plan
a whole sweet 16 for Tashi.
It's expensive as fuck,
but I can't say no.
- The usual?
- Depends.
You giving me a break
for what I paid in gas?
[chuckles]
Good, good.
Send T my love, all right?
Yeah. Will do.
[indistinct chatter]
tense music
[inmate]
Two on skinny.
[others murmuring]
[chuckles softly]
- What's up, man?
- Hey, bro.
Thanks.
All right, champ.
Stay loose.
Stay fresh.
[indistinct chatter]
[chatter continues]
[woman]
Thank you for your time.
The union made their pitch.
Now I want to make sure you
have every bit of information
you need
to make an educated decision
about what's best for you,
because you
are your own best advocates.
- You've got to be kidding me.
- [woman] What happens
when a union comes in is they
start telling you what you want.
They have trouble listening.
One of the first things they do
is seek money from employees.
You've got to be kidding me.
I'll be around
after the information session
and happy to answer
any questions.
Yeah, I'm sure you will be.
What you are doing
out there is bullshit,
but at least
that's your own space.
I am warning you once,
and only once,
stay off of my property.
What on earth
are you talking about?
You know exactly
what I'm talking about.
Don't touch my fucking stuff.
Don't touch my car,
don't touch my...
Grace, I have no idea
what you mean.
- That's bullshit!
- But you're 20 minutes late.
So you need to step back,
go sit down in your chair
and listen to what
this woman has to say.
I am this close
to firing you for cause.
Do not push me.
[woman] ...in order to press
an issue with your employer
that you may not agree with.
I want to ensure
that everyone understands
the risks they'll be taking
if this vote were to pass.
How much money
are you getting paid to be here?
Excuse me?
How much is the old man
paying you
- to be here right now?
- [Gelsey] Grace, don't start.
[woman]
It's okay.
I work for my money,
just like you.
Okay. I-I just want to know
how much he's willing
to pay you to come here and
talk us out of what we're owed.
Mr. Gelsey has paid
good salaries in this community
- for decades.
- And he pays you
for an hour what he pays us,
uh, per day?
Or maybe per week.
Enough.
Sit down.
Tense music
[Bethany]
Grace, come on.
Let's go. Okay?
You can sit down,
or you can walk out that door.
Grace.
[Gelsey]
Thank you.
You know how
unhappy your mom was
towards the end of our marriage.
Even before that,
before my accident,
we had our ups and downs.
But we always pushed through.
You and Alejandro...
you're gonna figure it out.
I can feel it.
He'd be the fool
if you two ever split.
Thanks, Daddy.
[train horn blows]
I've been thinking a lot
about your brother.
I made things tough for him.
Maybe it's a good thing he left.
Isaac had other reasons
to be unhappy.
You know that,
because of who he is,
it was hard for him
to live here, right?
This is a hard place to stay
when you're different.
You think he's okay?
I hope so.
I dream about him all the time.
You, too?
[chuckles softly]
Did you know he was coming?
No.
Afternoon, you two.
I was hoping to have a word
with you, Lee,
if that's all right.
You want to have a word
with my daughter,
you can have it right here.
You don't need to be
talking to her alone.
Eh, didn't mean any disrespect.
Lee?
Go ahead.
It's about Billy.
Okay.
I heard the two of you
were spending
a good deal of time together
before he was arrested.
You know the trouble he's in.
Wanted to ask
if he'd talked to you
about what might've happened
at the mill.
Maybe he left something out
when he spoke to me
that could help him.
No.
No, he didn't
leave something out?
No, he didn't tell me anything.
So then you probably don't know
if anyone else
was there with him.
How would I?
Did you ever see him sell
or do any drugs?
[scoffs]
You know as well as I do
that Billy had nothing
to do with drugs, ever.
Right. Okay then.
Either of you happen to hear
from Isaac recently?
No, we have not.
Can you remind me
exactly when he left town?
I don't think
it's any of your business
when my son does anything.
And if you're suggesting
he had something to do
with what went on at the mill,
that's interesting,
because I heard
you got kicked off that case.
If you want to talk to us
about anything,
you go and get yourself
a warrant.
Good luck with that.
Till then, step off my property,
leave my family alone.
I hear you, Henry.
Thank you for your time.
Lee.
[birds chirping]
Officer.
Chief. Harris.
Sorry.
Right.
Tom, come on down.
Say hello to Chief Harris.
Oh. Um...
Teenagers in the neighborhood...
How you feeling, Tom?
All right.
Um, kind of confused,
to tell you the truth.
Mel says you told her
you'd put in a good word
with child welfare if she talked
- with you at the hospital.
- Tom. Don't.
But we still
ain't got our kids back.
He's upset.
We both... We miss them is all.
You can understand that.
I did tell child services
that Melanie was cooperative.
Now that you've woken up,
it's your turn.
Uh, your wife ID'd this man
as the last person
you bought drugs from.
You agree with that?
You know his name?
No.
You bought from him,
but you have no idea
what his name is?
He was a dealer,
not my fuckin' BFF.
It was just the one time.
How about him?
Do I know his name?
- Sure.
- [Tom] I do.
I guess you
probably know it, too,
- since he used to work for you.
- Tom. Cut it out.
Pete Novick.
Did you ever use with Pete?
Use with him? No. He sold.
Pete Novick
used to be your dealer?
He was a dealer.
This is what I keep saying,
time and again.
Every once in a long while,
we'd score a little coke,
from Pete,
when we wanted to party.
Just a little bit a coke,
that's all.
All right. Enough.
"Every once in a long while"
does not normally include
"while watching our son
play Little League."
Now I don't happen
to give a shit whether or not
the two of you
have a drug problem,
or why... when you're
trying to get your kids back...
You're chugging PBRs
on your front lawn.
But I am here
to get some answers,
and I can make your lives
pretty goddamn difficult
if you want
to keep playing this game.
Before you OD'd, did you ever
buy cocaine mixed with anything?
Novick tried to get me
to let him
sprinkle in a little something
extra... some opioid something...
But I know folks get addicted
to that crap,
so I kept telling him no.
What opioid?
Uh, some, uh...
Fentanyl?
Yeah. That's the one.
Told me he had
a prescription for it.
That's how I was supposed
to know it was grade A shit.
Do you know where he got
the prescription filled?
Where do you fill
a prescription?
- A pharmacy, I guess.
- Tom.
All I know is this new guy
starts coming around,
saying he's taking over
Pete's territory,
and we ain't got
our kids no more.
And I'm sleeping.
You can feel it.
So I looked up. She just
standing over me like this...
[TV audience laughs]
[quiet chatter]
suspenseful music
[quiet chatter]
suspenseful music
Yeah, all right. Thanks.
Jackson, my friend.
[Gilbert]
He said he could email it,
but I told him
the old way worked fine.
The codeine works
better for you?
[Gilbert] Oh, that tramadol
had me stopped up so bad
I went to the ER.
I'm still not going
every day, but this is better.
Thanks, buddy.
Got to run.
Yeah, no problem.
See you around.
Where you been, man?
Long, long drive.
Okay, cool.
We're good.
You made me late.
It's been a pleasure.
[hip-hop music playing on radio]
I heard him talking
all kinds of smack
- about rushing for 200 yards.
- [sputters] No way.
Bumping at the gums
will only get you hurt.
I'm gonna hit
that motherfucker so hard,
it's gonna send him
back in time.
- Back to his fucking childhood.
- [laughter]
Oh, Mama, that Black man hit me.
[laughter]
Hey, yo. What're we here to do?
[all] Flex these pecs
and snap some necks!
Let's go!
- [all whoop]
- Come on.
I'm flyer than Beetlejuice
Don't count on the sheep
to snooze
I'm fucked up off weed and booze
I party then sleep till noon
What everyday people do
So haters see me improve
Just give me a week or two
See when you read the news...
Hey, yo, Chris.
[Chris]
What up, T?
You mind taking this in for me?
- [Chris] I got you.
- I'll be right there.
All right.
This that old-school shit,
soundin' good in the ride
And fuck ten,
I'm only countin' to nine
Said this that old-school shit
Soundin' good in the ride,
so let's head out
Thanks for coming.
How much you want?
Whatever this gets.
[cash rustling]
You want more on credit?
I'm okay. It's just me
and my girlfriend.
You can go.
[chuckles softly]
Right.
Thanks, man.
[Rachel]
I have 47 clients.
It's not my job
to get moms on visitors' lists.
It's my job
to get sons out of prison.
Okay. Can you at least call me
as soon as you've seen him?
That's not my job, either.
Once he signs the papers,
he's my client, not you.
- Can you just call me?
- Grace.
Rachel. Do you have kids?
Yes, I do.
Okay. Well,
then you'll understand
why I'm gonna call you
20 times a day
and into the night
until you answer
and tell me how my son's doing.
I would come camp out
at your office,
but I don't have a car
to get there,
so this is the next best thing.
Thank you.
Okay.
[Aaron exhales]
[chuckles softly]
- [metal clangs]
- [cell door opening]
[McLaren]
Lawyer's here, Poe. Let's go.
Hey. Don't make me say it again.
I'm not interested.
[McLaren]
Excuse me?
Tell her to go home.
I'm not interested.
[McLaren]
You're a fucking moron.
[metal clangs]
You protecting somebody?
[chuckles softly]
slow, tense music
[car door opens]
[engine starts]
[grunts]
[panting]
[grunting softly]
[panting]
[beeps]
I think you lied to me.
[camera clicking]
[engine turns off]
[Grace]
Can I help you?
It's Rachel.
- Public defender Rachel.
- Oh, shit. Hi.
When you said
you didn't have a car,
I didn't realize it was
'cause yours looked like this.
Welcome to my world.
What happened?
Trying to unionize
the factory I work at.
I don't know if it's related
to my job or my son.
I'm not making
a lot of friends these days.
- Is everything okay?
- Not really.
Your son is refusing to see me.
I can't be his lawyer
until he signs the papers.
Why won't he see you?
I was hoping you'd tell me.
He knows
he's supposed to talk to you.
You'll be on the visitors' list
sometime
within the next 24 hours.
The second you get in,
you tell him
- that he needs to meet with me.
- I'll-I'll...
I'll talk to him. I'll fix it.
Please do.
You could've just called,
you know.
I know.
It's decent of you
to come all this way.
It's good to know
my son's going to be represented
by someone... decent.
You get what I sent?
[Steve] For a guy who says
he doesn't handle much fentanyl,
Jackson handles a fuckload
- of fentanyl.
- I want to know
where all these people live.
You gonna tell me
where this list came from?
If you needed to know,
I'd tell you.
All right?
All right.
When the block was blazin',
I was ice-cold...
Kobe!
Oh! Oh! Come on, man.
The crack game slow, niggas
start taking different routes
Plus, that never was
my hustle to begin with
I was better with bitches,
young and really
- On some pimp shit
-You want to see something cool?
Mad, but I could add,
understood that subtractin'
Come with me, babe.
I kept flipping and flipping
until I tripled up...
[music continues in distance]
[distant laughter]
[distant cheering, applause]
Are you serious?
Everyone's literally
right outside the door.
[chuckles]
You ready for your surprise?
Swear to God, if you're calling
your dick a surprise...
- Surprise.
- What is it?
- It's awesome is what it is.
- [chuckles]
Get ready for a ride.
[tapping]
[sniffs, exhales]
- [thuds]
- [screams, gasps]
These five are at the
Brownsville Home for the Aged.
We can hit that first.
And these eight
are at the Catholic hospice
in Donora.
[dispatcher]
Dispatch. Baptist, Medic 3.
Respond to house party
at 11th and Buchanan.
Late-teens male.
Taken in first-floor bathroom.
Dispatch. Baptist, Medic 3.
Respond to house party
at 11th...
- [Lorna] Trent, please.
- [man] Trent!
Come on, man!
[siren wailing]
[tires screech]
[indistinct radio chatter]
- Move. Clear out.
- Move.
Move.
[Lorna crying]
Nothing.
Tense music
Okay.
[dispatcher]
Medic 3. Medic 3, do you copy?
[siren wailing]
Why'd you have to do this?
- Another.
- Boss, he's not breathing.
Give it to me.
Give me another shot.
Give me another fucking shot!
[paramedic]
Stand back.
[sobbing]
[Lorna continues sobbing]
[muffled chatter]
[Aaron grunts]
[metal clangs]
[Aaron]
Look alive, Poe.
Today's your big day, man.
Do or die.
- Your roommate ready?
- Yeah, we'll see.
- [man] Who are you betting on?
- [man 2] Not his roommate!
[others shouting]
No, man, no. I got money on Poe.
Breakfast.
I'm not feeling good.
I don't call the infirmary
till I see blood.
I'm just gonna stay here.
These doors close,
you're in for the day.
I know. I'm staying.
[exhales]
150/95.
Okay.
It's high.
I just need something
to help me sleep. I haven't
slept in nearly 60 hours.
And why is that?
Eh, just going
through a rough patch.
I just... Getting a good night's
sleep would really help.
Your face is cut up.
What've you been up to?
Eh. Part of the job.
Things can get rough.
Been taking your meds?
Y...
Yeah, I've been taking my meds.
I just need to be able
to get some sleep.
This is really high.
You said that already.
You're under some stress, huh?
Yes, I'm under stress.
A high school kid died
last night.
- That was stressful.
- I'm sorry to hear that.
I want you to monitor
your pressure.
Take it several times a day,
write it down,
let me know how you're doing
in a week.
I'm gonna hold off
on prescribing anything
until we see what's going on.
Everyone in this fucking county
is on opioids,
and you won't give a cop
something to help him sleep?
[drawer opens, closes]
Here's some antibacterial
for that cut.
You give me a call in a week.
[breathing heavily]
[birds chirping]
You know,
you could've taken the day off.
Not with things
the way they are.
Not with you
ready to keel over any minute.
Ah. Welcome to the Brownsville
Home for the young at heart.
Yeah.
We're with the, uh, Buell PD.
We were wondering
if you might be able
to give us a-a hand
with something.
We're looking for a, uh...
Wesley Ives. We'd like
to ask him a few questions.
- Aw, big Wes?
- Sure.
Yeah. Well, he died.
He... Um...
Uh, when-when was that?
About six months ago.
Are you family?
Because we've been calling.
That Buick's
been sitting outside
since he passed.
Can't be good for them pistons.
We're actually
with the police department,
- like he said.
- Oh, okay.
So, you're taking the car?
- No. What...
- [Harris] Uh, how about...
How about, uh, Ella Foyer?
She here?
Sweet Ella.
Yeah, been about eight weeks,
but it does feel like yesterday.
Lenny Aponte, Earl Young,
Candace Adley.
They-they all passed, too?
I-I been here about a year.
They must've died
before I started,
'cause I don't know them.
I got one of them good memories.
Thanks for your time.
[Lee]
Hello.
My name's LeeAnn English.
Okay. Can I help you?
I'm looking for paralegal work.
I have a BA from Yale,
and I've finished a semester
at Columbia Law School.
I'm back at home with my family
for the time being,
and I'd like to be useful.
Uh, the coordinator's
out to lunch.
- You can come back tomorrow.
- I'll wait.
I don't mind.
Okay, then.
There's coffee in there.
Help yourself.
I'm fine.
Thank you.
Thirty-two dead people.
Monthly refill
for every single one.
- Uh, yeah.
- Couple doses a day,
we're talking
maybe 2,000 pills a month.
Let's go handcuff
our neighborhood pharmacist.
No.
- Excuse me?
- If we arrest Jackson,
whoever's on the ground selling,
they'll hear about it,
and they'll disappear.
But he can't continue to have
access to all those drugs.
Jackson's a criminal,
but he's not stupid.
I'll bet he's shut down for now.
He knows
how many people overdosed.
I want Trent's dealer
and whoever sold to him.
And I'll use Jackson to get
to this Bobby Jesus prick.
I want them all.
Every single one.
- [car door opens]
- Uh-huh.
What do you mean?
[Steve clears throat]
[car door closes]
What do you mean?
I now understand
why you want to wait.
Do you?
Ask me again how I got the list.
You want to wait so you can find
this Bobby guy
for your girlfriend.
- [scoffs]
- You tag him with drug dealing
and killing a high school kid,
he becomes
a pretty terrible witness
against Billy Poe.
Explain to me
what's wrong with getting him
for dealing and homicide.
It depends why you're doing it.
You can have
two different reasons
- for doing the right thing.
- No.
One of them's always
the most important.
If it's the wrong reason,
- it corrupts everything.
- Okay.
Thanks for the philosophy class.
Turn on the fucking car.
[engine starts]
Where to, boss?
[entry bell jingles]
Hey there.
I was actually gonna call you.
Someone cut my power last night.
I-I think they broke in
through my back door.
Thank God we're here.
What'd they take?
That's the weird thing.
I don't think
they took anything.
Huh.
Do I, uh,
need to, like, call it in?
Make an official report?
'Cause I don't mind
just telling you guys
and having you watch out.
Save you some paperwork.
Sure. We can run
some more patrols down this way.
If I were you, I might put
a camera out back there.
Then you can keep an eye
on everyone who comes and goes.
Yeah, all right.
I might do that.
Thanks.
Sorry, um...
[clears throat]
Can I help you guys
with anything?
Right. We're out of Narcan.
Uh, got you. Spray or injection?
Both.
[Jackson clears throat]
Are you... are you...
are you kidding?
You're gonna have our-our town
pay for an overdose he caused?
[Jackson]
I heard about what happened
with that football player.
That's-that's just terrible.
- Put it on the PD account.
- Yeah.
You know, it's... such a shame.
Their only son.
That's-that's...
That is a tragedy.
When I see his parents,
I'll give them your condolences.
[clears throat]
- [door opens]
- [entry bell jingles]
[door closes]
slow, dramatic music
[indistinct chatter]
[grunts]
Excuse me.
Hey!
Hey!
Stop it.
Jesus.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- No, no, no, no, no, no, please.
Please, don't hit me.
Please, don't hit me.
Please, don't hit me. Please,
don't hit me.
- Please, don't hit me.
- It's o...
- It's okay, man.
- Please, please, don't hit me.
Please. Please.
[Isaac breathing shakily]
I got it. We're good.
- Sure?
- Yeah. Just watch the front.
Nothing to see here.
Keep it moving.
It's all good.
P-Please, don't. Please, please.
Please, don't hit me. Please.
Hey.
Hey, I'm not gonna do that.
It's okay. Hey.
Please, don't hit me. Please.
[panting]
[footsteps approaching]
[fridge door closes]
[sighs]
- Hi.
- Hello.
[microwave beeping]
[coffee pouring]
[inhales sharply]
Oh.
You okay?
Every single time.
Right?
[chuckles]
My name's Lee.
- You're new.
- Hopefully.
I'm waiting to be interviewed.
Rachel. Good luck.
Who are you?
Lee.
No. I recognize you.
You were
at Billy Poe's arraignment.
You were crying.
What are you doing here?
I'm taking
a few months off law school
to be with my family,
and I wanted to find a place
where I could help.
There are lots of places
where you can help.
Legal Aid. Pittsburgh ACLU.
I was impressed
by your work in the courtroom.
You came here
expecting to work with me?
- I was hoping to.
- On this case?
If you need it.
I don't need it.
I don't need your help, period.
You stay away from me,
we'll be all right.
I think you do need it.
Billy's probably
stonewalling you, right?
He's gonna keep doing that.
If he ever does see you,
it'll be too late
for you to help him.
I can get you in to talk to him.
How do you know that?
Because he's in love with me.
[metal clangs]
[Aaron] Some people wondering
where you were today.
Yeah. Not feeling so great.
- [beeps]
- It's high.
Huh.
Well, maybe that's just 'cause
you're sitting so close to me.
Look, I know how tired you are.
Why don't you
just stay here tonight.
That way I can just take it
again in a couple hours.
No, you...
You don't have to do that.
You don't have to do
any of this.
Yes, I know I don't.
I want to.
Everything's happening
at the same time.
That poor kid died last night.
I think I might be close
to finding the guy
who named Billy.
He could be connected
to all the drugs
around the community.
Trying to be a good cop.
The guy who named Billy
is a drug dealer?
I think so.
Hard drugs?
Uh-huh.
Quiet, dramatic music
Can you prove it?
Not yet.
But I'm trying.
I know you are.
Don't worry.
You'll figure it out.
We're in this together.
Just let me take care of you.
You do your work,
and I'll watch out for you.
[cell door unlocks]
[muffled grunting]
ominous, dramatic music
[inmates laughing]
[cheering, overlapping shouting]
Get in there!
Bring him in!
[grunts, coughs]
[overlapping shouting]
[cheering and shouting continue]
Get up!
Get up, motherfucker!
Come on! Come on!
Come on!
[shouting continues]
Fucking go!
[overlapping shouting]
That's right, baby.
Hands up. Hands up!
Let's go!
Beat the shit out of him!
Beat the shit out of him!
[shouting continues]
Come on. Get up.
Come on!
- [all shouting]
- Get up!
Intense, dramatic music
- [yells]
- [cheering]
[cheering continues]
Get him, man!
- Get him, man!
- Kill him!
Kill him!
Fuck him up!
Yeah! Yeah!
[whooping, clamoring]
Yeah!
- Kill him!
- Do it!
All right!
All right, that's it!
Get him up. Come on. Get up.
[applause, cheering]
[inmate]
Told you! Told you!
- [whoops]
- Get him out of here.
[man groans]
[McLaren] Go to your bunks.
It's past your bedtime.
Jesus.
[shower running]
quiet, dramatic music
[panting]
[Aaron exhales]
[sighs, grunts]
You did good.
[breathing heavily]
Sleep well.
Previously on American Rust...
Fifty-one percent
of your employees
would like to be
represented by a union.
It's what the cards say.
Someone took a bat to
the taillights.
[Harris]
Who did it?
[Grace]
Gelsey, probably.
[Jackson]
Fentanyl.
This is strong stuff.
You ever fill a script for it?
I mean, not in a long time.
You mind my asking
where you get this filled?
- Jackson's.
- Jackson.
[Steve] The guy with Novick
was his dealer?
But are you hunting him down
because he's dealing,
or because
it might help Grace's son?
If you'd rather I left you
out of this going forward,
I get it, no hard feelings.
I work for you, Chief.
You understand
I've been appointed
to serve as your lawyer?
I don't want a lawyer.
I can work to help your brother,
or I can work to help
your friend, Mr. Poe.
But I can't do both.
If I help one,
it might mean harming the other.
[Lee] I care for you.
I'm scared for you.
Bail is denied.
[Harris] You could be headed
to Farmington.
- [wolf whistles]
- Felonies make up a big chunk
of the population,
- so keep your head down.
- [inmate] Hey, pretty boy.
You gave me your word!
Come on, Chuck.
Goddamn it! Fuck.
What happened to you?
Atmospheric music
Bluesy guitar music
[Aaron urinating]
[metallic clacking]
[toilet flushes]
[inmates clamoring]
[loud chatter]
[chatter continues]
[chatter continues]
[chatter continues]
suspenseful music
[quiet chatter]
It's you. My man.
[chuckles]
[Steve] Can you give me
the names of anyone
who might have a grudge
against you or your son?
Everyone in this frickin' town
has a grudge against me.
[sighs]
Pam Novick, obviously.
My boss, Gelsey.
He's the most likely.
That cunt of a D.A.,
Sue Herlitz.
Judge Paronne obviously
has it in for Billy.
I don't really think the judge
would want to firebomb your car.
I didn't really think anybody
would want to firebomb my car
- until they did it last night.
- [Steve] Okay.
Okay. Uh, sir,
maybe let me do this for now.
Contemplative music
What about, uh,
your husband, Virgil?
[Grace] You think
one of the girlfriends...
[excited chatter]
I am being punished.
I'm not sure why,
'cause I really...
I really did the best I could.
You've been
a good mother, Grace.
Well, it wasn't enough.
And I've been
calling the prison,
and they say it takes a week
to process me
to put me
on the-the visitors' list.
Is there nothing you can do
to speed that up?
Well, if there was,
I hope you know that I'd do it.
Who is this guy...
lying about Billy?
Saying he killed Pete?
Pete Novick was a junkie.
- Is this guy a junkie, too?
- I don't know.
Well, why doesn't anyone
know anything about him?
I've been trying.
I need your help, Del.
Please try to help me.
They shut me out!
I-I got no leads
to work on my own, okay?
Did Billy say anything
about what happened at the mill?
What makes you think
he was even there?
I'm not saying he was
or he wasn't,
I'm just telling you
what the D.A. is saying.
Billy wouldn't talk to me.
But he was spending a whole
lot of time with Lee English.
Maybe he said something to her.
Okay.
What are you doing?
[sighs]
This is awful.
Why am I looking at this?
He was my old partner.
When did this happen?
Night before last.
I was there.
Chuck asked me to be involved.
I refused, so he did this.
He asked for help,
and I said no.
I was just trying
to do right by him,
and I'm just trying
to do right by you.
I need you to know I care,
and I'm trying.
I do.
Thank you for telling me this.
We are gonna look out
for one another,
and nobody is gonna hurt
either of us anymore.
We're gonna figure it all out.
As long as we stick together.
Okay?
Gonna be late.
Are you coming by after work?
I'm looking forward to it.
We got interrupted last night.
Somber music
[horns honking]
[horn blaring]
[John Wayne on TV]
It's better this way.
Every time he opens a door,
every time he hears footsteps
coming around the corner...
Laredo'll start sweating,
thinking it's me.
His food won't sit well
the rest of his life.
[knocking on door]
Well, all right,
but if I'm gonna be holy,
I got to get some fun out of it.
[chuckles]
- [Lee Dixon] Well, well, well.
- [Wayne] Hello.
Mr. and Mrs. Worth,
Ms. Worth, Randy McCall.
[Dixon]
How do you do?
[Bobby]
Yeah?
[man]
It's me. Come on.
What's up, man?
Got me the fuck out
in the boonies.
Come on.
You been good?
Yeah. I got to plan
a whole sweet 16 for Tashi.
It's expensive as fuck,
but I can't say no.
- The usual?
- Depends.
You giving me a break
for what I paid in gas?
[chuckles]
Good, good.
Send T my love, all right?
Yeah. Will do.
[indistinct chatter]
tense music
[inmate]
Two on skinny.
[others murmuring]
[chuckles softly]
- What's up, man?
- Hey, bro.
Thanks.
All right, champ.
Stay loose.
Stay fresh.
[indistinct chatter]
[chatter continues]
[woman]
Thank you for your time.
The union made their pitch.
Now I want to make sure you
have every bit of information
you need
to make an educated decision
about what's best for you,
because you
are your own best advocates.
- You've got to be kidding me.
- [woman] What happens
when a union comes in is they
start telling you what you want.
They have trouble listening.
One of the first things they do
is seek money from employees.
You've got to be kidding me.
I'll be around
after the information session
and happy to answer
any questions.
Yeah, I'm sure you will be.
What you are doing
out there is bullshit,
but at least
that's your own space.
I am warning you once,
and only once,
stay off of my property.
What on earth
are you talking about?
You know exactly
what I'm talking about.
Don't touch my fucking stuff.
Don't touch my car,
don't touch my...
Grace, I have no idea
what you mean.
- That's bullshit!
- But you're 20 minutes late.
So you need to step back,
go sit down in your chair
and listen to what
this woman has to say.
I am this close
to firing you for cause.
Do not push me.
[woman] ...in order to press
an issue with your employer
that you may not agree with.
I want to ensure
that everyone understands
the risks they'll be taking
if this vote were to pass.
How much money
are you getting paid to be here?
Excuse me?
How much is the old man
paying you
- to be here right now?
- [Gelsey] Grace, don't start.
[woman]
It's okay.
I work for my money,
just like you.
Okay. I-I just want to know
how much he's willing
to pay you to come here and
talk us out of what we're owed.
Mr. Gelsey has paid
good salaries in this community
- for decades.
- And he pays you
for an hour what he pays us,
uh, per day?
Or maybe per week.
Enough.
Sit down.
Tense music
[Bethany]
Grace, come on.
Let's go. Okay?
You can sit down,
or you can walk out that door.
Grace.
[Gelsey]
Thank you.
You know how
unhappy your mom was
towards the end of our marriage.
Even before that,
before my accident,
we had our ups and downs.
But we always pushed through.
You and Alejandro...
you're gonna figure it out.
I can feel it.
He'd be the fool
if you two ever split.
Thanks, Daddy.
[train horn blows]
I've been thinking a lot
about your brother.
I made things tough for him.
Maybe it's a good thing he left.
Isaac had other reasons
to be unhappy.
You know that,
because of who he is,
it was hard for him
to live here, right?
This is a hard place to stay
when you're different.
You think he's okay?
I hope so.
I dream about him all the time.
You, too?
[chuckles softly]
Did you know he was coming?
No.
Afternoon, you two.
I was hoping to have a word
with you, Lee,
if that's all right.
You want to have a word
with my daughter,
you can have it right here.
You don't need to be
talking to her alone.
Eh, didn't mean any disrespect.
Lee?
Go ahead.
It's about Billy.
Okay.
I heard the two of you
were spending
a good deal of time together
before he was arrested.
You know the trouble he's in.
Wanted to ask
if he'd talked to you
about what might've happened
at the mill.
Maybe he left something out
when he spoke to me
that could help him.
No.
No, he didn't
leave something out?
No, he didn't tell me anything.
So then you probably don't know
if anyone else
was there with him.
How would I?
Did you ever see him sell
or do any drugs?
[scoffs]
You know as well as I do
that Billy had nothing
to do with drugs, ever.
Right. Okay then.
Either of you happen to hear
from Isaac recently?
No, we have not.
Can you remind me
exactly when he left town?
I don't think
it's any of your business
when my son does anything.
And if you're suggesting
he had something to do
with what went on at the mill,
that's interesting,
because I heard
you got kicked off that case.
If you want to talk to us
about anything,
you go and get yourself
a warrant.
Good luck with that.
Till then, step off my property,
leave my family alone.
I hear you, Henry.
Thank you for your time.
Lee.
[birds chirping]
Officer.
Chief. Harris.
Sorry.
Right.
Tom, come on down.
Say hello to Chief Harris.
Oh. Um...
Teenagers in the neighborhood...
How you feeling, Tom?
All right.
Um, kind of confused,
to tell you the truth.
Mel says you told her
you'd put in a good word
with child welfare if she talked
- with you at the hospital.
- Tom. Don't.
But we still
ain't got our kids back.
He's upset.
We both... We miss them is all.
You can understand that.
I did tell child services
that Melanie was cooperative.
Now that you've woken up,
it's your turn.
Uh, your wife ID'd this man
as the last person
you bought drugs from.
You agree with that?
You know his name?
No.
You bought from him,
but you have no idea
what his name is?
He was a dealer,
not my fuckin' BFF.
It was just the one time.
How about him?
Do I know his name?
- Sure.
- [Tom] I do.
I guess you
probably know it, too,
- since he used to work for you.
- Tom. Cut it out.
Pete Novick.
Did you ever use with Pete?
Use with him? No. He sold.
Pete Novick
used to be your dealer?
He was a dealer.
This is what I keep saying,
time and again.
Every once in a long while,
we'd score a little coke,
from Pete,
when we wanted to party.
Just a little bit a coke,
that's all.
All right. Enough.
"Every once in a long while"
does not normally include
"while watching our son
play Little League."
Now I don't happen
to give a shit whether or not
the two of you
have a drug problem,
or why... when you're
trying to get your kids back...
You're chugging PBRs
on your front lawn.
But I am here
to get some answers,
and I can make your lives
pretty goddamn difficult
if you want
to keep playing this game.
Before you OD'd, did you ever
buy cocaine mixed with anything?
Novick tried to get me
to let him
sprinkle in a little something
extra... some opioid something...
But I know folks get addicted
to that crap,
so I kept telling him no.
What opioid?
Uh, some, uh...
Fentanyl?
Yeah. That's the one.
Told me he had
a prescription for it.
That's how I was supposed
to know it was grade A shit.
Do you know where he got
the prescription filled?
Where do you fill
a prescription?
- A pharmacy, I guess.
- Tom.
All I know is this new guy
starts coming around,
saying he's taking over
Pete's territory,
and we ain't got
our kids no more.
And I'm sleeping.
You can feel it.
So I looked up. She just
standing over me like this...
[TV audience laughs]
[quiet chatter]
suspenseful music
[quiet chatter]
suspenseful music
Yeah, all right. Thanks.
Jackson, my friend.
[Gilbert]
He said he could email it,
but I told him
the old way worked fine.
The codeine works
better for you?
[Gilbert] Oh, that tramadol
had me stopped up so bad
I went to the ER.
I'm still not going
every day, but this is better.
Thanks, buddy.
Got to run.
Yeah, no problem.
See you around.
Where you been, man?
Long, long drive.
Okay, cool.
We're good.
You made me late.
It's been a pleasure.
[hip-hop music playing on radio]
I heard him talking
all kinds of smack
- about rushing for 200 yards.
- [sputters] No way.
Bumping at the gums
will only get you hurt.
I'm gonna hit
that motherfucker so hard,
it's gonna send him
back in time.
- Back to his fucking childhood.
- [laughter]
Oh, Mama, that Black man hit me.
[laughter]
Hey, yo. What're we here to do?
[all] Flex these pecs
and snap some necks!
Let's go!
- [all whoop]
- Come on.
I'm flyer than Beetlejuice
Don't count on the sheep
to snooze
I'm fucked up off weed and booze
I party then sleep till noon
What everyday people do
So haters see me improve
Just give me a week or two
See when you read the news...
Hey, yo, Chris.
[Chris]
What up, T?
You mind taking this in for me?
- [Chris] I got you.
- I'll be right there.
All right.
This that old-school shit,
soundin' good in the ride
And fuck ten,
I'm only countin' to nine
Said this that old-school shit
Soundin' good in the ride,
so let's head out
Thanks for coming.
How much you want?
Whatever this gets.
[cash rustling]
You want more on credit?
I'm okay. It's just me
and my girlfriend.
You can go.
[chuckles softly]
Right.
Thanks, man.
[Rachel]
I have 47 clients.
It's not my job
to get moms on visitors' lists.
It's my job
to get sons out of prison.
Okay. Can you at least call me
as soon as you've seen him?
That's not my job, either.
Once he signs the papers,
he's my client, not you.
- Can you just call me?
- Grace.
Rachel. Do you have kids?
Yes, I do.
Okay. Well,
then you'll understand
why I'm gonna call you
20 times a day
and into the night
until you answer
and tell me how my son's doing.
I would come camp out
at your office,
but I don't have a car
to get there,
so this is the next best thing.
Thank you.
Okay.
[Aaron exhales]
[chuckles softly]
- [metal clangs]
- [cell door opening]
[McLaren]
Lawyer's here, Poe. Let's go.
Hey. Don't make me say it again.
I'm not interested.
[McLaren]
Excuse me?
Tell her to go home.
I'm not interested.
[McLaren]
You're a fucking moron.
[metal clangs]
You protecting somebody?
[chuckles softly]
slow, tense music
[car door opens]
[engine starts]
[grunts]
[panting]
[grunting softly]
[panting]
[beeps]
I think you lied to me.
[camera clicking]
[engine turns off]
[Grace]
Can I help you?
It's Rachel.
- Public defender Rachel.
- Oh, shit. Hi.
When you said
you didn't have a car,
I didn't realize it was
'cause yours looked like this.
Welcome to my world.
What happened?
Trying to unionize
the factory I work at.
I don't know if it's related
to my job or my son.
I'm not making
a lot of friends these days.
- Is everything okay?
- Not really.
Your son is refusing to see me.
I can't be his lawyer
until he signs the papers.
Why won't he see you?
I was hoping you'd tell me.
He knows
he's supposed to talk to you.
You'll be on the visitors' list
sometime
within the next 24 hours.
The second you get in,
you tell him
- that he needs to meet with me.
- I'll-I'll...
I'll talk to him. I'll fix it.
Please do.
You could've just called,
you know.
I know.
It's decent of you
to come all this way.
It's good to know
my son's going to be represented
by someone... decent.
You get what I sent?
[Steve] For a guy who says
he doesn't handle much fentanyl,
Jackson handles a fuckload
- of fentanyl.
- I want to know
where all these people live.
You gonna tell me
where this list came from?
If you needed to know,
I'd tell you.
All right?
All right.
When the block was blazin',
I was ice-cold...
Kobe!
Oh! Oh! Come on, man.
The crack game slow, niggas
start taking different routes
Plus, that never was
my hustle to begin with
I was better with bitches,
young and really
- On some pimp shit
-You want to see something cool?
Mad, but I could add,
understood that subtractin'
Come with me, babe.
I kept flipping and flipping
until I tripled up...
[music continues in distance]
[distant laughter]
[distant cheering, applause]
Are you serious?
Everyone's literally
right outside the door.
[chuckles]
You ready for your surprise?
Swear to God, if you're calling
your dick a surprise...
- Surprise.
- What is it?
- It's awesome is what it is.
- [chuckles]
Get ready for a ride.
[tapping]
[sniffs, exhales]
- [thuds]
- [screams, gasps]
These five are at the
Brownsville Home for the Aged.
We can hit that first.
And these eight
are at the Catholic hospice
in Donora.
[dispatcher]
Dispatch. Baptist, Medic 3.
Respond to house party
at 11th and Buchanan.
Late-teens male.
Taken in first-floor bathroom.
Dispatch. Baptist, Medic 3.
Respond to house party
at 11th...
- [Lorna] Trent, please.
- [man] Trent!
Come on, man!
[siren wailing]
[tires screech]
[indistinct radio chatter]
- Move. Clear out.
- Move.
Move.
[Lorna crying]
Nothing.
Tense music
Okay.
[dispatcher]
Medic 3. Medic 3, do you copy?
[siren wailing]
Why'd you have to do this?
- Another.
- Boss, he's not breathing.
Give it to me.
Give me another shot.
Give me another fucking shot!
[paramedic]
Stand back.
[sobbing]
[Lorna continues sobbing]
[muffled chatter]
[Aaron grunts]
[metal clangs]
[Aaron]
Look alive, Poe.
Today's your big day, man.
Do or die.
- Your roommate ready?
- Yeah, we'll see.
- [man] Who are you betting on?
- [man 2] Not his roommate!
[others shouting]
No, man, no. I got money on Poe.
Breakfast.
I'm not feeling good.
I don't call the infirmary
till I see blood.
I'm just gonna stay here.
These doors close,
you're in for the day.
I know. I'm staying.
[exhales]
150/95.
Okay.
It's high.
I just need something
to help me sleep. I haven't
slept in nearly 60 hours.
And why is that?
Eh, just going
through a rough patch.
I just... Getting a good night's
sleep would really help.
Your face is cut up.
What've you been up to?
Eh. Part of the job.
Things can get rough.
Been taking your meds?
Y...
Yeah, I've been taking my meds.
I just need to be able
to get some sleep.
This is really high.
You said that already.
You're under some stress, huh?
Yes, I'm under stress.
A high school kid died
last night.
- That was stressful.
- I'm sorry to hear that.
I want you to monitor
your pressure.
Take it several times a day,
write it down,
let me know how you're doing
in a week.
I'm gonna hold off
on prescribing anything
until we see what's going on.
Everyone in this fucking county
is on opioids,
and you won't give a cop
something to help him sleep?
[drawer opens, closes]
Here's some antibacterial
for that cut.
You give me a call in a week.
[breathing heavily]
[birds chirping]
You know,
you could've taken the day off.
Not with things
the way they are.
Not with you
ready to keel over any minute.
Ah. Welcome to the Brownsville
Home for the young at heart.
Yeah.
We're with the, uh, Buell PD.
We were wondering
if you might be able
to give us a-a hand
with something.
We're looking for a, uh...
Wesley Ives. We'd like
to ask him a few questions.
- Aw, big Wes?
- Sure.
Yeah. Well, he died.
He... Um...
Uh, when-when was that?
About six months ago.
Are you family?
Because we've been calling.
That Buick's
been sitting outside
since he passed.
Can't be good for them pistons.
We're actually
with the police department,
- like he said.
- Oh, okay.
So, you're taking the car?
- No. What...
- [Harris] Uh, how about...
How about, uh, Ella Foyer?
She here?
Sweet Ella.
Yeah, been about eight weeks,
but it does feel like yesterday.
Lenny Aponte, Earl Young,
Candace Adley.
They-they all passed, too?
I-I been here about a year.
They must've died
before I started,
'cause I don't know them.
I got one of them good memories.
Thanks for your time.
[Lee]
Hello.
My name's LeeAnn English.
Okay. Can I help you?
I'm looking for paralegal work.
I have a BA from Yale,
and I've finished a semester
at Columbia Law School.
I'm back at home with my family
for the time being,
and I'd like to be useful.
Uh, the coordinator's
out to lunch.
- You can come back tomorrow.
- I'll wait.
I don't mind.
Okay, then.
There's coffee in there.
Help yourself.
I'm fine.
Thank you.
Thirty-two dead people.
Monthly refill
for every single one.
- Uh, yeah.
- Couple doses a day,
we're talking
maybe 2,000 pills a month.
Let's go handcuff
our neighborhood pharmacist.
No.
- Excuse me?
- If we arrest Jackson,
whoever's on the ground selling,
they'll hear about it,
and they'll disappear.
But he can't continue to have
access to all those drugs.
Jackson's a criminal,
but he's not stupid.
I'll bet he's shut down for now.
He knows
how many people overdosed.
I want Trent's dealer
and whoever sold to him.
And I'll use Jackson to get
to this Bobby Jesus prick.
I want them all.
Every single one.
- [car door opens]
- Uh-huh.
What do you mean?
[Steve clears throat]
[car door closes]
What do you mean?
I now understand
why you want to wait.
Do you?
Ask me again how I got the list.
You want to wait so you can find
this Bobby guy
for your girlfriend.
- [scoffs]
- You tag him with drug dealing
and killing a high school kid,
he becomes
a pretty terrible witness
against Billy Poe.
Explain to me
what's wrong with getting him
for dealing and homicide.
It depends why you're doing it.
You can have
two different reasons
- for doing the right thing.
- No.
One of them's always
the most important.
If it's the wrong reason,
- it corrupts everything.
- Okay.
Thanks for the philosophy class.
Turn on the fucking car.
[engine starts]
Where to, boss?
[entry bell jingles]
Hey there.
I was actually gonna call you.
Someone cut my power last night.
I-I think they broke in
through my back door.
Thank God we're here.
What'd they take?
That's the weird thing.
I don't think
they took anything.
Huh.
Do I, uh,
need to, like, call it in?
Make an official report?
'Cause I don't mind
just telling you guys
and having you watch out.
Save you some paperwork.
Sure. We can run
some more patrols down this way.
If I were you, I might put
a camera out back there.
Then you can keep an eye
on everyone who comes and goes.
Yeah, all right.
I might do that.
Thanks.
Sorry, um...
[clears throat]
Can I help you guys
with anything?
Right. We're out of Narcan.
Uh, got you. Spray or injection?
Both.
[Jackson clears throat]
Are you... are you...
are you kidding?
You're gonna have our-our town
pay for an overdose he caused?
[Jackson]
I heard about what happened
with that football player.
That's-that's just terrible.
- Put it on the PD account.
- Yeah.
You know, it's... such a shame.
Their only son.
That's-that's...
That is a tragedy.
When I see his parents,
I'll give them your condolences.
[clears throat]
- [door opens]
- [entry bell jingles]
[door closes]
slow, dramatic music
[indistinct chatter]
[grunts]
Excuse me.
Hey!
Hey!
Stop it.
Jesus.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- No, no, no, no, no, no, please.
Please, don't hit me.
Please, don't hit me.
Please, don't hit me. Please,
don't hit me.
- Please, don't hit me.
- It's o...
- It's okay, man.
- Please, please, don't hit me.
Please. Please.
[Isaac breathing shakily]
I got it. We're good.
- Sure?
- Yeah. Just watch the front.
Nothing to see here.
Keep it moving.
It's all good.
P-Please, don't. Please, please.
Please, don't hit me. Please.
Hey.
Hey, I'm not gonna do that.
It's okay. Hey.
Please, don't hit me. Please.
[panting]
[footsteps approaching]
[fridge door closes]
[sighs]
- Hi.
- Hello.
[microwave beeping]
[coffee pouring]
[inhales sharply]
Oh.
You okay?
Every single time.
Right?
[chuckles]
My name's Lee.
- You're new.
- Hopefully.
I'm waiting to be interviewed.
Rachel. Good luck.
Who are you?
Lee.
No. I recognize you.
You were
at Billy Poe's arraignment.
You were crying.
What are you doing here?
I'm taking
a few months off law school
to be with my family,
and I wanted to find a place
where I could help.
There are lots of places
where you can help.
Legal Aid. Pittsburgh ACLU.
I was impressed
by your work in the courtroom.
You came here
expecting to work with me?
- I was hoping to.
- On this case?
If you need it.
I don't need it.
I don't need your help, period.
You stay away from me,
we'll be all right.
I think you do need it.
Billy's probably
stonewalling you, right?
He's gonna keep doing that.
If he ever does see you,
it'll be too late
for you to help him.
I can get you in to talk to him.
How do you know that?
Because he's in love with me.
[metal clangs]
[Aaron] Some people wondering
where you were today.
Yeah. Not feeling so great.
- [beeps]
- It's high.
Huh.
Well, maybe that's just 'cause
you're sitting so close to me.
Look, I know how tired you are.
Why don't you
just stay here tonight.
That way I can just take it
again in a couple hours.
No, you...
You don't have to do that.
You don't have to do
any of this.
Yes, I know I don't.
I want to.
Everything's happening
at the same time.
That poor kid died last night.
I think I might be close
to finding the guy
who named Billy.
He could be connected
to all the drugs
around the community.
Trying to be a good cop.
The guy who named Billy
is a drug dealer?
I think so.
Hard drugs?
Uh-huh.
Quiet, dramatic music
Can you prove it?
Not yet.
But I'm trying.
I know you are.
Don't worry.
You'll figure it out.
We're in this together.
Just let me take care of you.
You do your work,
and I'll watch out for you.
[cell door unlocks]
[muffled grunting]
ominous, dramatic music
[inmates laughing]
[cheering, overlapping shouting]
Get in there!
Bring him in!
[grunts, coughs]
[overlapping shouting]
[cheering and shouting continue]
Get up!
Get up, motherfucker!
Come on! Come on!
Come on!
[shouting continues]
Fucking go!
[overlapping shouting]
That's right, baby.
Hands up. Hands up!
Let's go!
Beat the shit out of him!
Beat the shit out of him!
[shouting continues]
Come on. Get up.
Come on!
- [all shouting]
- Get up!
Intense, dramatic music
- [yells]
- [cheering]
[cheering continues]
Get him, man!
- Get him, man!
- Kill him!
Kill him!
Fuck him up!
Yeah! Yeah!
[whooping, clamoring]
Yeah!
- Kill him!
- Do it!
All right!
All right, that's it!
Get him up. Come on. Get up.
[applause, cheering]
[inmate]
Told you! Told you!
- [whoops]
- Get him out of here.
[man groans]
[McLaren] Go to your bunks.
It's past your bedtime.
Jesus.
[shower running]
quiet, dramatic music
[panting]
[Aaron exhales]
[sighs, grunts]
You did good.
[breathing heavily]
Sleep well.