Boss (2011–2012): Season 2, Episode 10 - True Enough - full transcript

We ran the system
for our missing sniper.

Boetker has no priors anywhere.

Your suspicions about Ezra
Stone are not unfounded.

- You'll go on record?
- For 10,000 bucks.

This is dangerous what we're doing.
We've got to slow down.

What's this,
some kind of joke, man?

Trey trying to punk
me out with this sh--

Tina? Sweetheart!

I-- I need medical help!

My husband's trust
isn't easily earned.

Allow me to contribute
to Tom Kane's PAC.



Now is not the time
to think small.

I present to you the Gardens
Convention Center and Casino.

Ladies and gentlemen,
we're back in business.

There was no political upside
to the promises you made,

so either you give a shit or
you're a motherfucking lunatic!

Give my best to Bitsy.

- Miss?
- What is this about?

Get in!

( theme music playing )

♪ Satan, your kingdom
must come down ♪

♪ Satan, your kingdom
must come down ♪

♪ I heard the voice
of Jesus Christ ♪

♪ Satan, your kingdom
must come down ♪

( vocalizing )



I, Meredith Kane,
solemnly swear

that I will support the
Constitution of the United States

and the State of Illinois

and that I will
faithfully discharge

the duties of the office
of Alderman

of the City of Chicago
to the best of my abilities.

Ladies and gentlemen,
I give you the new alderman

for the 11th Ward.

( laughing )

Welcome to the council,
Mrs. Kane.

- Congratulations.
- A pleasure to serve with you.

- Looking forward to working
with you, Mrs. Kane. - So do I.

Group picture?
Okay.

How about that?

Two Kanes for the price of one.

( laughter, applause )

Kenya Taylor murdered,
no suspects.

Smacks of City Hall.

As much as you'd like to
think Kane is responsible

for every horrible thing
that happens,

you've officially got a whole
lot of nothing on him.

I didn't say Kane,
I said City Hall.

And I've got very damaging
information from unnamed sources.

Sir, Mr. Baine
called.

- He wants to have lunch
with you today. - Thank you.

- Hope you brought a suit.
- Suits?

I don't need no stinking suits.

This is good.
It's really good.

Thanks.

This morning Senator Walsh
suspended her campaign

in the wake of what is
a very personal tragedy.

I'd like to extend my condolences
to Catherine for her loss.

My thoughts and prayers

are with her and with
Miss Patterson's family.

- Given what I understand...
- Danny: It's Daddy on the radio!

...is an ongoing
homicide investigation,

- I support her decision to withdraw.
- It's Daddy talking.

Ben: I, however, remain committed
to my candidacy for governor.

Thank you.

That was State
Treasurer Zajack speaking...

( phone ringing )

- Hi. Is he in?
- Miss O'Neil.

The mayor is not available,
nor is he expecting you.

I just need a moment of his time.
Given the situation--

I'm afraid that's not possible.

You have my sympathy.

It must be a difficult time
for your organization.

May I speak with you privately?

I wanted out of the Walsh camp
even before all this happened.

- Did you?
- Springfield isn't Chicago.

This here,

you--

I want to be
a part of it again.

I heard that
Mona Fredricks quit,

so I guess officially
I'm asking--

She was fired like you.

I regret the mistakes I made.

I lost my way.

But I'd--
I'd like to think

that my eight years of service

were nothing less than stellar.

It's good to see you, Kitty.

( elevator bell dings )

- I can't pull this off.
- Doyle: Why? What did he say?

- Nothing.
- But he didn't say no.

( elevator bell dings )
I just-- I don't want to do this, okay?

Want is not on the table.

I have more than two decades
of subpoenaed material,

so I will find dirt
on his hands and yours.

So cooperator
or codefendant--

the choice is yours.

( camera shutter clicks )

Looks like Boetker and Langley
were on the same page.

Neither a fan
of the mayor, it seems.

Galvez: Single gunshot wound,
appears self-inflicted.

So, it's a couple of nut jobs
with a master plan.

- Is that the story here?
- Galvez: His buddy gets caught,

figures it's only a matter
of time before he does.

Well, why not just
go back under?

Like he was before?
Why shoot himself?

Catholic guilt?

Let's get our ducks
in a row first.

Keep a lid on this.

There's too many cops
with big mouths.

( knocks )

The state's attorney called.

They found the man
that shot Mrs. Kane.

He's dead.
Suicide.

Apparently he and Langley
knew each other.

They were both insane
racists or something.

It's good news.

Yes, a relief.

I suggest a joint
press conference.

By the way, I know we haven't
discussed this, but...

I was assuming that
with Mona's departure, I--

Never assume anything.

He called her Bitsy!

How would he know that, Sean?

How would he know
our daughter's nickname?

Maybe you mentioned it once
when you were in the office--

- Trust me, I didn't.
- Okay, baby, look,

I know you're feeling
like that he's got--

Mona: That hole
wasn't there before.

That could have been from when
we hung streamers that time.

No, it wasn't.

What are you doing?
You're acting crazy!

Sean:
What's wrong?

He watched.

Sam, have a seat.

The mayor happened
to be lunching nearby.

I asked him to join us.

Enjoying your position
at the "Sentinel," Mr. Miller?

I've got it.
Thank you.

Yeah.
I love it there.

- Sam's taken to his position with real
gusto. - Certainly made your mark.

You've taken quite a different
tone than your predecessor.

He's a good man-- Bentley.
You ever hear from him?

Occasional e-mail.
We keep in touch.

So... you mind if I ask
what we're doing here?

What do you mean?
We're having lunch.

( laughing ) Peter, you
try the lobster here?

Exactly what I had in mind.

Would you be so kind
to order for me, Tom?

I've got to run
to the restroom.

I get it, you're pals.

Freedom of the press--

I believe it was
Liebling who said

it can only be guaranteed
by those who actually own one.

And he meant that owners of the
press had the right to publish

without government
interference.

Stop.

Give my apologies
to Mr. Baine.

I don't have time for lunch.

I'm on deadline.

You have connections,

I'll give you that.

What are you saying?

Getting off on a misdemeanor.

Then again, you are
the mayor's daughter.

I didn't do anything
that wrong.

Conspiracy to distribute,

pissing hot on your drug test.

'Course, your boyfriend
took care of that one.

What, you mean Ian?

Who?
No, the black guy.

( train rattling )

( moans )

That was good shit.

How much I owe you?

Nah, nothing.
Forget it.

Yo, what's--
what's it feel like?

You ain't never tried it?

Never wanted to.

It makes things go away.

Want a taste?

Yeah. Why not?

( gasps )

( train rattling )

I mean, there's an obvious need to
consolidate the western counties that--

This office would seem
like an unnecessary expense.

Don't know why you need
to keep it open, Governor.

Presumptive.

Don't let me keep you.

I still need to be
elected by the people.

You will be.
Easily, I'm sure.

Next highest vote getter below
Walsh is in the single digits.

Yeah.

So, uh, what can I do for you?

I'd like you to take a
trip down to Springfield.

Mac can bring you up to speed
on what needs to be done

on the city's casino plan.

I'd appreciate it
if the presumptive governor

is a bit more agreeable than the
state treasurer was recently.

I need to campaign
down there anyway.

Good.
Glad to hear it.

Nice place you got here.

Still don't think
you need it, though.

Surprised to hear from you.

I thought you'd be above
this sort of thing.

I need a named source.
I got tired of waiting.

It's all there--

10K of my own
hard-earned cash.

Do me a favor--
count it later.

This whole thing creeps me out.

- What are you doing?
- Wire check.

Only value I got is what
comes out of my mouth.

Once I'm on tape,
I'm not worth shit to you.

So what are you saying?
You're gonna squeeze me for more later?

Whatever.
What the fuck?

What'd you find at Stone's
when you got there?

Him dead in a chair,
suitcase on the bed.

- No ransacking?
- No, we did that.

We broke a window
in the back, too.

Any idea who killed him?

No. I'm smart enough
to not care.

Well, who told you
to stage the scene?

That's gonna be
tricky to prove.

Now, the lieutenant
who was there at the time--

because supposedly
it's such a high-profile case--

he says, "Looks like
a burglary to me."

So you made sure that it did.

( sighs ) I can't understand
this kind of hatred.

One was a schizophrenic,
the other...

who knows?

Thank God it's all over now.

And we're still here,

if worse for wear.

Though you seem well.

You sound surprised.

Despite recommending it,

I couldn't help but
wonder if the treatment

might serve only as a placebo.

But you're fine, aren't you?

Yes, I am.

So how did it go today?

I met with the leadership
on redistricting issues,

and tomorrow we discuss
awarding labor contracts

for the casino complex.

As long as you all keep Vacarro
at an appropriate distance.

This fiscal collaboration,
though necessary now,

is just temporary,

as is your service
on the council,

though I couldn't ask
for a better placeholder.

Kavanaugh:
Freedom's a dangerous thing.

I just want someone to keep
an eye on her, that's all.

I'll see what I can do.

I hear they found the guy
who took a shot at you.

Word certainly gets around.

Well, as you know,
I still have a few friends

in the department.

You, sir, have many.

Comes with the bar.

Another one, hon?

A little topper's all.

The Lion and the Lamb.

Thanks, buddy.

Let me guess--
another friend?

They got everything
they need to put it to bed.

Excellent.

Let me have another
one of these, will you?

Pulling an all-nighter?

I wanna make press.

That detective I told you
about-- he agreed to be named.

Whoa.

Ezra Stone, leaker of
the Bensenville documents,

gets taken out
for his troubles.

The whole thing
covered up by the cops.

What about Kane being sick?

You running with any of that?

I don't have enough yet.

Anyway, murder trumps
disease for now.

And the big boss?
Not worried?

He plays the political game,
but ultimately,

Baine's only interest
is the bottom line.

And this--

this is gonna sell
a lot of papers.

Night, Sam...

( lawn mower humming )

Can I use one of the cars?

- Where are you going?
- Apartment hunting.

Shouldn't you find a job first?

I plan on doing that, too.

And I-- I might go out
and see a friend later.

- Who's your friend?
- Ian.

I don't think it's a good
idea for you to be spending

so much time with one
of your father's employees.

- How well do you
even know him? - Enough.

You look nice.
Special occasion?

Just work.

Meredith: We've compiled
a tentative list

of contractors
for the casino project.

I think you'll see we've done
our best to spread the wealth,

with special attention being
paid to the 21st, of course,

as well as the list sent over
from your office, Mr. Vacarro.

Seems pretty reasonable
thus far.

I'm sorry.

I wasn't clear.

That list I gave

wasn't a suggestion.

And we all have our lists.

We expected there'd be
some growing pains,

this being your first
initiative with the city,

but the mayor has a system
for the division of labor--

Meredith, you know
how grateful I am

for everything you've done
to bring this deal together.

It was a delicate dance,

which you executed brilliantly.

But since the city
isn't actually putting

any money into this endeavor,

it seems to me I have
no real reason to take orders

about who I can or can't hire.

Mr. Vacarro, you're setting
roots down in the 21st.

It might behoove you
to ingratiate yourself

to your new neighbors.

William.

May I call you William?

I'd be happy to give
the custodial contract

up to your discretion
as a courtesy.

- Generous.
- Please apologize to the mayor.

I feel really terrible
about the confusion,

but unfortunately,
I can't go forward

without full control
over all contractors.

I'm sure the mayor
can be persuaded

to make some concessions.

This is just a starting
point in our discussions.

Ian: The mayor
was very clear

this meeting wasn't
to be a negotiation.

I'm glad to convey your
sentiments when I see him next,

but perhaps I should
set a meeting

so you can discuss
the situation personally.

That's a wonderful idea.

How about lunch on the boat?

The three of us?

After a painstaking
investigat--

after a thorough
investigation--

Try rigorous.

I'm confident we found
the actual shooter.

- So, where's this happening?
- Out front.

After a rigorous investigation,

my office has identified
a person of interest--

A few weeks ago,
Ben Zajac was this close

to dropping out of the race.

While I appreciate the outcome,

we both know your sacrifice
was not without pleasure.

( scoffs )

The attempted assassination
of a mayor is a rare thing.

Solving it provides me
with public recognition

I seldom have
the chance to enjoy.

So, no, Claire,

you will not be
joining me at the podium.

My name is Jeff Doyle

and I am the Cook County
State's Attorney.

After a rigorous investigation,

my office identified
a person of interest

in the shooting
of Meredith Kane

and attempted assassination
of Mayor Tom Kane.

Armed with a search warrant,

we took steps to apprehend
Francis Boetker,

an apparent white supremacist
with both skill and access

to the type of weaponry
used in said shooting.

In doing so, our investigators

discovered Boetker
was in fact deceased.

Bam, hot off the presses.

Doyle: While we await the
official coroner's report,

I can tell you cause of death

will likely be ruled a suicide.

It is my belief that Mr
. Boetker, knowing my office

was closing in on him,
elected to take his own life.

Excuse me for cutting
in, Jeff, but...

Oh, it's unbelievable.
He's hijacking the damn thing.

Tom: ...Police Department,
which is germane

to this announcement
and to me personally.

The weapon used by Mr
. Boetker to end his own life

is a ballistic match
to the same weapon...

which killed my dear friend
and colleague Ezra Stone.

- My God. Holy shit.
- Tom: Apparently, these two men,

Chad Langley
and Francis Boetker,

motivated by racism and hatred

of my administration's
policies,

worked in concert
to systematically remove me

and my closest advisor.

Dude, you seriously
got it wrong.

I'm going to City Hall.

Fuck.

Pull-- pull the online.

- As I was saying...
- Call the trucks back.

Well, then have them pull
the copy from the stands!

Fuck!

It's a good thing no one
reads the paper anymore.

( banging receiver ) Fuck!

Fuck!

Reporter: The state's attorney
named Francis Boetker

as the likely shooter in the
O'Hare assassination attempt

that resulted in Meredith Kane
being struck by a bullet.

He is alleged to be
a coconspirator in the crime

with Chad Langley,
who is being held

at a state
psychiatric facility.

Little is known about Boetker,
who appears to have lived

much of his life off the grid.

- Reporters: Mayor Kane.
- Step back and let the mayor pass.

He has no comment at this time.

Did you know Mr. Boetker
or ever interact with him?

No, I did not know this man,

nor will I ever comprehend
his heinous actions

or forgive him his crimes.

- That's all I have to say.
- The mayor has no further comment.

Please clear the way, clear the
way. ( reporters clamoring )

He's been listening to us,
watching us do God knows what.

You can't say that for sure.

What do you think
those holes are, Sean?

When was the last time we hung
goddamn streamers in our bedroom?

You need to take it easy.

Look, would he really do that?

I'm sure he's done worse.

You don't know
what kind of man he is.

Get me a hammer.

- Honor to meet you, Mr. Mayor.
- Likewise.

Trey is taking
Kenya Taylor's place.

Ah. Tragedy does beget
fortune on occasion.

Please.

Let's dispense
with the small talk

and get to what promises
to be a problem.

Mr. Vacarro does not
like to share.

As is true with his kind,
greed is a factor.

His kind.

My wife assures me
that Mr. Vacarro

has no relationship
with his rather infamous kin.

( laughs )
Give me a fuckin' break.

Fruit don't ever fall
that far from the tree.

( chuckles )

Since the 21st will be home
to this casino complex,

it only makes sense
that our contractors

be given first consideration.

And yet without
Mr. Vacarro's generosity,

there'd be nothing
to build at all.

Control, fraternity--

the proper balance of power
must be established early on

or we're gonna have
a war on our hands.

And in my ward, we'll win.

Your ward?

- I will look into it.
- Ross: I'd appreciate it.

Oh, and you'd be
interested in knowing

that your wife's taken to her
aldermanic responsibilities

like a duck to water.

Seems prepared
to fully represent

the people of the 11th Ward.

I'll look into that, too.

Dinovo, it's me again.
What the fuck?

Where are you?
Call me.

You know,
I don't buy it--

this whole twofer story
Kane's spinning.

- Hard to fight ballistics.
- I know, but it's bullshit.

What are you going to do?

Officially, I'm going to
backpedal, but only on page two.

Dinovo knows more
than he's telling.

I just have to push him harder.

Push the sick angle, too.

Good, because whatever
he had done in Canada--

I don't think it worked.

What do you mean?

I saw his hand shake, Sam,

outside City Hall.

Not sure anyone else caught it,

but looked like a tremor to me.

I love you.

Was broadcasting there?

WLOZ, I think.

I'll be back.

I am closing in, you asshole.

Darius.

I talked to E.Z.
He said you were here.

I wanted to thank you
for what you did for me

and to see how you were.

It's all good.

What's wrong with you?

You don't know?

Oh, Darius.
Darius.

Leave me the fuck alone!

( knocking at door )

Ian: Miss O'Neil is
back for some reason.

Do you want to see her?

- What's it about?
- Sam Miller.

I had my lawyer send a cease
and desist letter to him.

He had tried to accuse me of
something that I never said.

He is quite the fabricator.

Well, I just wanted you
to know that I never

disclosed anything to him,
or anyone for that matter,

not that there wasn't pressure
to do so from all sides.

I don't know.
I think a part of me

always just hoped that
someday I'd be back.

I meant what I said
before, sir.

I want to work for you again,

hopefully in a larger capacity.

A lot of water under the
bridge, I'm afraid.

I realize that.

But if there's anything

I can do...

any way that I can...

prove myself to you...

I'm not sure that's possible.

Allow me to try.

Because the truth is

no one knows how you
operate better than I do.

And I don't think you or
anyone else can really argue that.

All right,

on a trial basis.

Ezra's position.

Ian's already handling yours.

Sounds good.

Kitty:
When can I start?

- Tom: How about Monday?
- We're in.

Ben: Catching the man behind
an assassination attempt

on the mayor is no small feat.

It's the kind of case
a man can build a name on

or at least get
a lot of publicity for.

Well, I think it's fair to say

I've earned my moment.

So, all this really necessary
to deal with a crooked alderman

and a few union leaders
on the take?

Jeff's nothing if not thorough.

We agreed to full transparency,

and yet you failed
to mention you're planning

to challenge Kane next primary.

It's under serious
consideration.

And as a man as
unimpeachable as yourself,

it wouldn't be prudent to
remain in your current position

should this office decide
to investigate the mayor.

I'd resign.

Leaving a vacancy that the
next governor should fill.

I have excellent references.

You got the job, sweetheart.

Will you excuse us, please?

A lot of mayoral
files you've got here.

Kane will pay for his crimes.

If these records
weren't enough,

his alliance with Vacarro
certainly will be.

And on the political front--

I want to ramp up
an aggressive field campaign,

put all the money
into paid organizers,

focus on building relationships

block by block, union hall by
union hall, church by church.

This is no longer about an
election-- mine or yours.

This is about a slow and deliberate
recalibration of the machine.

Anchor over TV:
The "Chicago Sentinel" scandal

has escalated
to the next level.

Take a look at what WPHG
received just hours ago--

- the tape sent anonymously...
- All right, whatever.

It's my first retraction.
So shoot me.

Anchor: ...but appears
to show Sam Miller,

the editor of the "Sentinel,"
allegedly paying a source

for a story that has
since been refuted.

Such a breach
of journalistic ethic

may hit hard at the paper,
which in recent months

has struggled to stay afloat.

Of course, the refuted story

accused the Chicago
Police Department

of covering up the murder
of mayoral advisor Ezra Stone.

Miller alleged that
CPD was ordered

to make Stone's homicide look
like a burglary gone wrong.

Anchor #2: ...Chicago * outrage by the
scandal of the Chicago's Sentinel,"

which continues to grow.

You're looking
at the anonymous tape

which WLOZ received
earlier today.

Now that is "Sentinel"
editor Sam Miller.

- And as you can see...
- How did she do today, my wife,

with Ross and the others?

Quite well.

I hear reservations

or perhaps resentment

at my having appointed
her to that seat.

None at all.

I respect the First Lady
immensely

and I think she'll do
a bang-up job.

Which isn't to say I'm not
aware of certain dynamics

that may prove troublesome
as time goes on.

Such as?

When dealing
with experienced players,

the rules of the game
always apply.

But when a novice
is introduced to the team,

sometimes those rules
get subverted.

- Vacarro.
- Don't get me wrong, he's a nice guy.

The ladies in the room certainly
seem quite charmed by him,

which is always a disadvantage.

I believe Mrs. Kane is meeting
with him privately today

- in an effort to...
- Advise him of the rules.

I would think so.

Why are you in Ezra's office?

Shouldn't you be in Kitty's?

I am, sir.

Oh, right.

My mistake.

( knocks ) Can I help you?

Uh, yeah, I was wondering if you
can let me into Ian's apartment.

I forgot my keys

and I can't get ahold
of him at work.

- Who are you?
- His girlfriend.

Look, I-- I just need
to see him to talk to him.

He works for my father.
That's how we met.

I promise you won't
get in trouble.

I'm Emma Kane.

( laughs ) Come on.

We've barely finished discussing
the first proposal here.

Well...

( clinks )

...at this rate, we might
just be here all day.

Come on, when was the last time
you were out on the water?

Since forever.

It's good for you,
the air out here.

Clears your head.

It's a shame your husband
couldn't come today.

I looked forward to getting
to know him better.

Can I ask you something?

It's personal,

maybe... inappropriate.

You can ask.

Why do you stand behind him

when you're capable of so
much more on your own?

Because I have patience.

Patience.

I've never been much for that.
( laughs )

Yeah.

You strike me as someone
who takes what he wants

when he wants it.

I remember seeing him
once early on--

the man with the gray hair.

I didn't know his name.

I just knew he worked
for you and Ezra.

The other one--
Langley--

was he supposed to take
the fall for it?

Glaucoma.
Who knew?

So they kept looking
for the real sniper.

You knew eventually
they'd find him,

making him a liability.

Was your wife the target?

No one was supposed
to get hurt.

Shock the public into sympathy,

get their support to dig you
out of Bensenville,

push through Lennox Gardens.

Political capital by way
of an assassination attempt.

So what happened?
What went wrong?

I was distracted
by something, someone.

Reared back at the last second

and pulled us both
into the line of fire.

I meant it when I said
I wanted back in.

Why?

It's where I belong.

I don't have much time.

Then we should make
the most of it.

Yeah.

( keyboard clicking )

Okay, I know it looks bad,
but it can be explained.

- No, it cannot.
- I'll resign as editor.

I'll go back to reporting.
I prefer it anyway.

- Mr. Miller--
- You don't understand.

I'm about to break
a huge, irrefutable story.

The mayor is sick.

He has been to a brain
clinic in Canada.

He's seeing a neurologist.
He has tremors.

Even if that were true,
which I seriously doubt,

no one can ever believe
another word that you say.

This just came for you
from Mona Fredricks.

Security had to go through it,

you know, make sure
it was safe,

which it is.

( chuckles )

You don't always
always need to be her,

not with me.

I see the burden you carry.

You shouldn't have to.

No. What?

They-- they can't
just do this.

- They can't-- they can't just fire you.
- They can and they should.

Did you tell them about this?

Did you tell them
that we actually have

the mayor on tape
having a tremor?

That WLOZ wasn't even
going to use this footage?

You've got to put this away.
Bentley will kill it here.

Do what you got to do
to take it back to the station

to a guy named
Larry Hester, okay?

He's a good guy.
He's a serious reporter.

Give him everything.

Give him all my files.
Give him that.

Tell him that he has
to run it tonight.

No, Sam.
This is your story.

Look, I have lost
all credibility.

It's too important
a story not to break.

You have to do it, Jackie.
You have to.

They're here to walk you
out of the building.

Don't worry.

We'll get things
back to normal around here.

So, how's it feel

to be in what will soon
be your new home?

It's something.

No, of course you'll have your
wife come in and redecorate.

That's right.
Gee, I'm sorry.

Ha, stuck my foot
in my mouth with that one.

- No problem.
- Anyway,

the state legislature is
putting forth a piece of law

that'll help grease the wheels

for this casino complex
we've got going up.

- Now, when it's signed--
- Technically, I could veto.

You could.

Mr. Zajac, I'm getting
the feeling

you're not as on board with
this as I was led to believe.

Just making sure all
constituents are being served.

The Catholic Church,
for instance--

dead set against
this kind of gambling.

Cuts into
their bingo hall money,

which generates millions.

The point is--

They represent a very
powerful voter block.

That's all I'm saying.

Correct me if I'm wrong,

but I'm pretty sure
Tom Kane's responsible

for your ass being
a few months' shy

of sitting in this chair.

He can't stay
in office forever, Mac.

It's got to change sometime.

What?

You're back with Kane after
everything you know he did?

You mean everything
that was proven wrong?

He fucking has people killed.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

- That's funny to you?
- And even if you did,

I don't think I'd believe you.

Are you attracted
to that sort of thing?

Creeps with power, assholes
who treat you like shit?

( scoffs )

Get out of my way, please.

You know, there was
a minute there

when I thought we actually
had something.

Kitty.

Be sure to watch
the 7:00 news tonight.

Miss O'Neil, the Mayor specifically
asked for...

You need to call security and tell them
that they can't just let anyone up here.

How much fucking clearer
do I have to be

about nonemployees
on the fifth floor?

Hey, you didn't see?

She's got a badge.

Obviously whatever Miller knew
he leaked to broadcast.

What could he have?

There's nothing.
He's nothing.

Well, he knew about your trip
to Canada during the riots.

I know that much.

Does he have proof?

Not to my knowledge, no.

Nor does he have a diagnosis.

He just--

he knew that
you were... sick.

Sir, in order
for me to help you,

I should probably know
exactly what...

Lewy Body Dementia.

Would you please have
someone find my wife?

Yeah.

We should probably get
Dr. Harris in here, too,

just in case we need
to go public with something.

( door closes )

Man:
Was it worth it?

It was a setup, all right?

- The mayor set me up.
- Oh, yeah?

He hold a gun to your
head at the bank?

At most he'd have symptoms,
nothing specific.

But if you're outed for any,
they'll want answers--

a diagnosis, to hear
from your doctor.

Who was supposed to be
calibrating medications

and controlling this disease
so no one would know.

I think we're past the point
of trying to cover this up.

You've done all you can to
fight the physical symptoms,

even at the expense
of your sanity.

- I know.
- You have to decide

what you'd rather
be in control of--

your appearance or your mind.

I said I know, God damn it!

Where's my fucking wife?

- It's over, isn't it?
- No, it is not!

All right, I'll start
neuroleptics.

Clarity, judgment,

no hallucinations--

that's what's important now.

If it comes to it, you'll
need to explain to the media

how little the disease affects
his ability to do the job.

I'm not sure in good conscience
I can say that it won't.

Well, it's a little late
for conscience.

Kitty: Let's see what
comes out first--

the extent of it,
the accuracy of it.

If it is your disease,
we hit back hard--

attack the invasion of
privacy and then we own it.

Or some version of it.

No, it'd be the only
play at that point.

I'll get started
on a statement.

Come on, come on, come
on, come on, come on.

Coming up, a political scandal
that will shock the state,

then what media baron
Peter Baine has to say

about the "Chicago Sentinel"
editor who paid

for a front-page story
that turned out to be false.

- Ben?
- Hey.

You won't want to miss it
tonight at 7:00.

- Where are the kids?
- My mother's.

Is there a problem
with the lawyers?

No, just felt like
we needed to talk.

- All right.
- So...

Heard you on the radio.

I assume you made
peace with Kane.

Superficially.

He's not getting
reelected, Maggie.

Doyle's going to run
against him,

and he's got 20 years' worth of
oppo research to do it with.

And you know this because
you're on his team now.

A lot's changed since I left.

Have your higher aspirations?

Not at all.

Because no unmarried,
unwidowed man

has been elected president
since Buchanan.

I am unwell,

but I am not unhealthy.

Sir, less than a minute.

TV announcer:
This is WLOZ,

Chicago's number one
news source at 7:00

with Mollie St. John
and Evan Price.

Tonight, the robbery
of an Evanston

jewelry store caught on tape.

Evan: A Tinley Park woman stops
traffic in an unusual way.

But first, a report
that threatens to unseat

a powerful political figure.

Mollie: State Senator
Catherine Walsh

has been asked to testify
before a grand jury

in light of suspicion
surrounding the death

of her aide Tina Patterson.

If it's not the lead story,
it's not happening.

( phone clatters )

- What the fuck, Jackie?
- I'm not you, Sam.

I need my job.

( sighs )

He scares me.

They scare me.

And I can't do what you do.

I can't be the one
to take him on.

There's always other cities.

Other homes,

other friends, other
schools for our kids.

Do you know how much I hate

that he's getting
away with this?

You know we can't fight him.

We'll be okay.

( sighs )

Yeah.

Just not here.

Sir, do you need
anything before I leave?

No.

I've hired Kitty back.

To take Mona's place.

Ezra's.

Sir, I get the sense
a lot happened today

that for some reason
I wasn't made privy to.

Your proximity to me

doesn't make you entitled

to anything of mine.

Anything.

You want to move up,
you earn it.

Don't expect me
to give it to you.

And if I do, you damn well
better appreciate it.

Yes, sir.

Good night.

'Night.

I know who you are.

Does it matter?

( fridge door closes )

I've been trying to reach you.

I was out.
My phone died.

Listen, I'm not feeling well.

Can we talk later?

You were out...

during what could have
been the most important

24-hour period
of my life.

Did something happen?

I was faced
with a decision--

one I might have had to make
without your counsel.

Which is strange because...

I've come to rely on you
through the years,

this past one in particular,

during which we've
become close again,

solidified our bond.

( laughs )

Is that what you call it?

A form of love, I'd think.

( laughing, wheezing )

That was never
what drew us together, Tom.

Hand me my oxygen, please.

I'm having some trouble
breathing.

( wheezing )

Spent as you are.

What are you talking about?

It's a neurotic state--
infatuation.

It diminishes the ability to
judge, to make wise choices,

to hold firm
to established loyalties.

( gasping ) Tom, I need it now.

- I know this...
- Ah!

...because I have personally
experienced it.

But unlike you,
mine was born of a disease;

yours a matter of stupidity!

I can't breathe!

Do you realize
what you gave him?

Access.
( mouths word )

Influence.
Power!

I can't breathe.

( mouthing words )

( wheezing )

( beeps )

Mortality is inevitable...

but yours will forever
be tied to mine.

Remember that.