Show Me a Hero (2015): Season 1, Episode 6 - Episode #1.6 - full transcript

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

ZALESKY. "which, for Yonkers,
has been a long time coming.

(APPLAUSE)

And so, for all of us,

this special day
is a validation of the city's future.

(APPLAUSE)

We're here today
to celebrate a new beginning,

a new life of a different sort.

This one for five residents
of public housing,

who'll be the first to move
into the new townhouses.

If those five residents
would please come forward,



I would like, as the Mayor of Yonkers,
to present you each

with a symbolic key to your new townhouse.

WOMAN 1: All right!

MAN; Wh00!

WOMAN 1: Thank you.
WOMAN 2: Ooh.

Ooh, look at this!

Thank you, sir!

- (LAUGHING)
- MAN: Whoo!

Yes, sir.

- (SIREN WAILING)
- (DOOR OPENS)

OFFICER: Police! Freeze!
JOHN: (STRUGGLING) No!

OFFICER: Get off!
MAN: That's the guy! That's him!

She's on the third floor, bleeding bad!

JOHN: I didn't hurt nobody!
OFFICER: Keep your mouth shut!



- Mary. Hey! Wh... Where you been?
- Oh, hey, Jack.

Everything good? Nice to see you.

We're making real progress knocking down the
affordable housing part of the court order.

- We just need to keep the pressure on.
- Uh-huh.

(STAMMERS) And the compromise plan
the council approved

fell apart the day before
they were going to give it to Sand.

Mary, we can stop the next 800 units.

(CHUCKUNG)

Jack, the thing is, affordable housing
is for people who can afford to rent.

So, it's not the same thing.

It's the same.

It drops down property values,
it brings in a bad element.

- It's just I don't agree with you, okay?
- (CHUCKLES)

They said you went to the other side.
I didn't believe them.

You're working with
the housing people now, right?

They tried the same program in Greenburgh
and it worked, Jack.

Bullshit! You really think
it could make a difference?

Yes, I do.

- These people live like animals...
- Whoa.

And you're sitting
around singing Kumbaya,

please don't put trash on my street.
Good luck with that, Mary.

Jack, do you hear yourself?

And tonight, you'll hear not only from me,

but representatives of the Police
Department, the Sanitation Department,

the Housing Authority Maintenance Office.

Cheapest bid for moving
costs came in at 700.

And HUD isn't willing to pay for that,
so how many of you can afford $350?

Half the cost?

(WOMAN COUGHS)

And if you had six months to pay for that?

That would help? Yeah?

Security deposits may not be used
to pay rent or other charges

while tenants are occupying
the dwelling units.

A show of hands
for those of you who could afford

a washer-dryer stack unit at $500.

If there is illegal activity
within any of the units,

you can expect a zero-tolerance approach
to anything that comes to our attention.

In which case, a tenant found to be involved
in illegal activity will be evicted.

How many of you have lawn mowers?

Any drug involvement
by any member of your family

will result in immediate expulsion.

And with more trash that can fit
inside the in-ground receptacle,

it should be double-bagged
and sealed like this.

Any questions?

And you will, at times, encounter
members of a neighborhood watch group

who will be patrolling the area.

And... Yes, ma'am?

Will the white folks have to learn
how to be good neighbors as well?

- Excuse me?
- WOMAN: Yeah, what you mean,

"Neighborhood watch group"?

Who are they watching, me?

Yeah. And are those people
attending a course,

so, they can learn how to accept us?

Like we're taking this course
to learn how to accept them?

Mmm-hmm.

WOMAN 21 Right.

You started out thinking
you wanted to make a move,

to live somewhere better,
but is that still what you want?

Do you still want to move into these
new homes in this new neighborhood,

given what you've heard, what you've seen,
and what we've gone over?

Everything has a cost.

Every choice means responsibility.

And it will be different.

Different isn't always better,

but it does mean "different."

So, let me ask you,

did you come here to make your life
and the lives of your family different?

- You didn't.
- Oh, yeah.

Hey, man, I'm a hardheaded Polack.

You don't play ball with me,
I shove the bat up your ass.

- Are you fucking crazy, Nick?
- You know what?

Maybe Zakian wasn't so bad
on the Parking Authority.

Maybe I made a mistake
corralling votes to replace him.

- A guy can learn, can't he?
- Yeah, I get it.

You want to frost Zaleski's balls,

but, Nick, you already publicly supported
replacing Zakian with Bob Jean.

For you to flip now...

Look, Vinni,
I'm the minority leader on the council,

and I'm just opening up
the lines of communication with my mayor.

- Don't look at me, Vin.
- (SCOFFS)

I'm a simpleminded Republican
without a dog anywhere near this fight.

But I would like to be a fly on the wall
when Zaleski gets the news.

- (MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)
- MAN: Still on the truck.

MAN 2: Jose.
MAN 3: Yes, sir.

MAN 4: It ain't there.

MAN 5: No, the other box!

WOMAN: Where's this go?

I think she wants that 'round back.

MAN: This is heavier than I thought.

WOMAN: Screwdriver?
MAN: It's in the truck.

WOMAN: Go get it.
MAN: All right, ma'am.

Thank you.

Ah!

MAN: This going inside?

- You gonna help me?
- Yeah.

- You gonna help me?
- WOMAN: The back bedroom!

Thank you, Johnny.

Yeah, you hold that. Right?

Good Lord, the junk you have.

Daddy says
he's giving you the couch in the basement.

He says not to argue.

Have you seen Jaron?

Jaron? Jaron!

(IMITATING JET ENGINE)

I... In my room, I have this window,

and it looks out into, what,
like four, five trees...

Mom, come see the bedrooms.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Yeah, we should get going. Felipe!

(CHILDREN PLAYING IN DISTANCE)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Roberto, come. Time to go.

Maria.

Maria.

(CHILDREN PLAYING IN DISTANCE)

- Bye, mi chiquito.
- Bye. Love you.

It's a really beautiful house.

- Gracias, Carmen.
- Thank you, Tia.

- One-fifty-seven?
- Yeah, 157.

- You know what we forgot?
- What?

- Okra.
- Oh, we'll never hear the end of it.

You'll never hear the end of it.

Go home, niggers!

Yeah, you! You goddamn porch monkeys!

Damn it!

Go ahead.

- The bottom shelf?
- Yeah.

DWAYNE: Hey, Mama.

NORMA: Dwayne, is that you?

And Libby.

- We brought you and Tash some groceries.
- Oh.

How you making out?

I don't know.

- It's gonna take some getting used to.
- Uh-huh.

It's beautiful, Norma. Just beautiful.

TASHA: What y'all get us?
DWAYNE: Oh, uh, uh...

TASHAI Nillas?
DVVAYNEI Barn! (LAUGHS)

NORMA: Okay.

TASHA: Oh, I can make myself
banana pudding.

- (BIRDS CHIRPING)
- (DISTANT TRAIN HORN)

Nick, did you see this?

You're quoted here saying that I told you
Bob Jean's mismanaging the YPA.

Yeah. Herald Statesman, fight'?

I never fucking said that.

Yeah, I'm just having a little fun.

I'm bringing back John Zakian
to the Parking Authority.

I'm gonna replace Bob Jean.

At my expense?

It's okay. I got the votes.

I talked to Nick Spano, and he's gonna get
his guy to go for it, so that makes three.

Nick, when you got rid of Zakian,
he was my boss,

- but the mayor had your back.
- Yeah?

So, now you're gonna go against the mayor
to try and fire my new boss?

Yeah. You're gonna be fine. I got the
votes. I'm telling you, trust me.

What is it that
you're trying to accomplish with this?

- I'm just letting him know.
- Know what?

That you have some votes at the YPA?

That I'm still here, God damn it!

I gave him everything he has.

I gave him... I pushed the housing through,

I gave him the strong-mayor charter,
the patronage, the power.

I stepped aside to let him be mayor! I did all
that, and I paid for it, and I bled for it!

I'm not gonna be ignored.

If Zaleski doesn't wanna give me my due,
that's fine.

I'm just gonna make him look
like the jackass that he is.

Nick.

Just trust me.

(SCOFFS)

(BANGS)

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(Booms)

(CAR E N G I N E STARTS)

- Where's Tasha?
- I think she went to bed a while ago.

DWAYNE: Yeah, you sure got
a lot of stuff here, Ma.

- NORMA: Mmm-hmm.
- The moving man did a job today, didn't he?

Dwayne, honey, I don't think
I can keep my eyes open much longer.

LIBBY: I don't think they're coming back.

Who? Who not coming back?

DWAYNE: No one, Ma.

- (RUSTLING)
- (DISHES CLACKING)

When we were parking the car out front,
a couple of guys drove past.

Some words were said.

What'd they say?

What did they say?

(SIGHS) on.

Libby's right, Mama. They're gone.

Well, of course they're gone.

Y'all need to be gone, too.

Come on, go on. I'm fine.

- All right.
- (CHUCKLES)

- Good night.
- Good night, baby.

MAN: (ON T“ I'll take Danny McGuire here.

He knows the ropes. Don't you, Danny?

DANNY: Sure, I've had 'em
around my neck for years.

(CAR DEPARTS)

WOMAN: What?
MAN". Oh, Miss Blodgett.

Danny McGuire, our new tenant.

(SOFT CLATTER)

(DISTANT CLATTER)

(SOFT CLACK)

(SOFT CLATTER)

WOMAN: (ON IV) Oh, could you possibly
use me in a picture, Mr. McGuire?

Of course, I haven't had
much experience, but...

(OBJECT SCRAPES)

BOY, get up. Time to go.

We're going to Grandma's.
Okay, that's it, that's it.

- Here.
- (COOS)

Yeah.

Come on. Come on.

- LITTLE JOHN: Huh?
- (BABY COUGHS)

ZALESKI: I'm gonna be here three more years,
and you have to run for re-election next year.

And I promise you, if this Parking
Authority stunt goes forward,

we will primary you against
someone who can bury you.

- Bring it.
- Nick, please, don't pick this fight.

You barely got by last year,
and that was before redistricting.

Terry, don't throw numbers
at me, all right?

I can run citywide, and Jim knows it.

And if it wasn't for Martinelli
splitting the votes last year,

Pete Chema
would be sitting in that seat, not you.

What'd you win with, a kick-ass 36%?

Shit. (LAUGHS)

You want Bob Jean off
the Parking Authority?

Fine.

But there is no way in hell
that we can put John Zakian back in there.

Name a replacement we can live with,
and you got him.

I don't know, Terry.
I've really come to like John Zakian.

Damn!

You messin' with my head, girl.

Damn, we got the stairs, too, baby?

(JOHN CHUCKLES)

(MUSIC BLARING ON RADIO)

Hey! No, no!

(GRUNTS)

ROSA: Hey!

Hey, come back here, you motherfuckers!

MAN: Hey, yo!

(SOBBING)

Two guys, black, 20 or 25 years.

Do you remember what they were wearing?
Any distinguishing marks?

It happened too fast.

They were waiting for me
as I turned the corner.

I... I had just cashed my paycheck
at Getty Square,

did some shopping,
and then I walked up here to visit my aunt.

How much cash did you have?

$300 in an envelope in my purse.

You're just lucky
nothing worse happened to you.

ROSA: I know.

I found this in a dumpster. Yours?

Anything else? My packages?

Nah, nothing like that. Sorry.

Is this your place of residence, miss?

No. I'm in the townhouses now.
I don't live here anymore.

(LOCK CLICKS)

(DOOR OPENS)

Nay?

I just heard.

You happy now, Nick?
Now that I have no job?

I'm gonna fix this. I'm
gonna fix this, okay?

- I will.
- How?

Bob Jean is telling everyone he fired me
because I'm incompetent.

Jesus, Nick.

How am I gonna get another job
with that reputation?

I thought I had the votes.
I thought I fucking had those votes.

Nick Spano thought so, too. He feels
really bad about it, you getting fired.

Right. Well, fuck it, you know?

How could you play politics with our lives?

I'm so sorry.

Yeah.

I am.

- Okay, if there's nothing else.
- I... I got something else.

Someone needs to teach our neighbors
some manners.

Yeah, they all sit there on their steps
across the street and stare at us.

- (ALL AGREEING)
- All the time, staring.

- Yep.
- Yeah.

You think I'm kidding?

(MURMURS)

- DOREEN: Mmm-hmm.
- And sometimes I have to go in my house

and pull the shades down
just to get away from them.

If... If I were you,
I'd just go about my business.

If you see them, say hello.

Yeah, if they don't say
hello back, then fine,

but at least no one can accuse you
of not being polite.

And that's what we've been doing.

- And what about the dogs?
- WOMAN: Yeah. Ooh.

- What dogs?
- The...

- Look, they walk them over...
- Yeah.

And the dogs do their business
on our lawns.

One woman with, like, three white poodles
and a man with a Rottweiler.

(WOMEN AGREE)

DOREEN: They're the worst with it.

Okay, so, I guess we tell the neighborhood
to curb their dogs.

Okay.

So, the next item is to elect
officers of the Tenants' Association.

Any volunteers?

You can't begin to govern yourselves
without officers.

Doreen, it's my understanding

you had experience before this
on a tenants' council.

WOMAN: on, you did?

Sorry, I don't think I'm interested.

WOMAN: Don't look at me.

So, I spoke to Nick Spano, and no surprise,
he wants Joan Deierlein as city clerk.

Now, Spencer's on board.

- He's gonna sponsor the resolution.
- Okay.

Now, Madeline, she's retiring November 2nd,

and Kathleen Walsh
is gonna step up to first deputy clerk,

which leaves a vacancy at second deputy,
and a Democrat needs to fill that.

And?

And everybody was kind of thinking
that Nay could have that spot.

Are the Republicans on board with that?

Yeah, well, Spencer and Fagan are.
I'm not sure about Dickerson or Sal.

- Mmm.
- Spano's behind Nay's appointment,

because he feels bad
about that switched YPA vote.

You know I had a limousine
waiting to take him to make the vote,

and he still switched, that fuck.

Yeah, it's not like the old days
when a bought guy stayed bought.

Yeah, well, it really put me in
the doghouse, that's for sure.

- I warned you about that, Nick.
- I know, and I'm making it right now.

- Okay? I owe it to Nay.
- Mmm.

So, listen,

John, he's gonna sponsor it
as majority leader.

But it'd be really great
to get a bipartisan show of support.

Now, ordinarily,
the minority leader would cosponsor,

but, Christ, I can't put
my name on something

that gives my wife a job
working for the council,

so I'm gonna abstain from the vote.

But, Vinni, would you sponsor with Spencer?

(EXHALES)

Sure.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

I really appreciate that.

- (MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY)
- (DOORBELL RINGS)

Thomas Downer, parole agent
for John Mateo Santos.

(DOWNER SIGHS)

- (GRUNTS)
- (LITTLE JOHN BABBLING)

The boy favors you.

Yeah.

John Billie. And this Shanda.

John, your mother resides
at 321 Bruce Avenue?

You told the prison caseworker
you were going to live with her.

I was, but that was a mistake.
This the right address now.

This one.

- Miss Rowan, this is your apartment?
- Mmm-hmm.

Well, here are the rules,
I will come by the house.

I might come early, I might come late.

I need to check that John lives here,

that there are no drugs, alcohol,
or illegal activity of any sort.

Do you agree to allow me into your house?

Do you agree to have Mr. Santos
staying with you?

Okay. Be good.

LITTLE JOHN: Okay, Mommy.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

So, if they could stop tossing their litter
on this side of the street,

- it would help.
- BOTH: Mmm-hmm.

Another concern is,
the neighborhood residents walk their dogs,

and they've been letting them go
on the townhouse lawns.

And maybe
they're used to it being an empty lot,

but, specifically,
there's a lady with three poodles...

Yes, and...
And a man with a big 0l' Rottweiler.

- Right.
- There's the poodle lady now.

Where, Mama?

Lieutenant Gelman,
why don't you go have a word?

- Sure.
- MARY: Oh.

GELMAN: Excuse me.

(DOGS BARKING)

Uh, another complaint, Captain Reid,
is the staring.

We can't do anything
about people looking at other people,

so maybe the police
can't really help us with this,

but the silent stares
from the neighborhood residents,

(STAMMERS) in the absence of
any friendly interactions,

have become unnerving,

- especially for the kids.
- (WOMEN AGREEING)

I can see that it would be.

But you're right that
there isn't much in my authority

- to deal with that.
- (DOOR OPENS)

Won't happen again.

Oh.

(WOMEN LAUGH)

Uh, I think that's... That's it. Thank you.
Thank you very much.

- You're welcome.
- Yeah.

- (DOOR BELLS CHIME)
- (NICK SIGHS)

If you bought a box, we wouldn't
have to make the drive so often.

Yeah, but I like the drive.

I like seeing Yonkers at night.

I know.

Anyway, the clerk's job is a done deal.
So, at least I cleaned up after myself.

That's all I was saying.

- Yeah, you made the mess.
- Yeah, I know.

All right, what about you?

I'm sure that Zaleski and Surdoval
are gonna redistrict you now.

- Yeah, they already have.
- Oh, yeah?

Yeah, if I read the ward maps right,

they're gonna put me in a district
that's 60% Hispanic.

My People.

Yeah, I'll teach you to say
"vote early and often" in Spanish.

No, Fuentes is gonna run.
So, I'm behind the eight ball.

I don't know that I can hang on
the way they've gerrymandered me.

Fucking Zaleski.

- (ENGINE STARTS)
- (RADIO PLAYING)

- (TIRES SCREECH)
- (HONKS)

MAN: Where you walkin'?

(MUSIC CONTINUES ON RADIO)

(CAR ENGINE TURNS OFF)

Good evening, miss. You all right?

You sure this is a good idea?

Yeah. Yeah, it's fine.

Come on. We're here already.

I'll wait here.

- Go.
- All right, all right.

(SIGHS)

(VIDEO GAME MUSIC PLAYING)

BILLIE: Can't sleep?

Yeah.

I'm pregnant, John, again.

It worked.

What worked?

I made pinholes in the rubber.

You did what?

- (VIDEO GAME PAUSES)
- (SIGHS)

Seemed like the love you felt for me
wasn't there no more.

'Cause you always say,
"I never wanted these kids."

I guess I wanted to know if it was true.

(SOFTLY) HOW the fuck...

I can't.

- I can't do this anymore.
- What?

You gonna have an abortion?

You gonna kill something we made?

- (VIDEO GAME CONTINUES)
- (DOOR CLOSES)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Hi, good evening.
I'm Councilman Nick Wasicsko.

I was mayor when the housing was approved,

and, uh, I just wanted to check in,
find out how things were going.

You from housing, at this hour?

No, no, no. I'm not from housing.

I'm... I was, uh...

(DOG BARKING)

Not from housing. I was the fucking mayor.

Mayor? Are you sure?

I thought the mayor was something
with a a "Zoo-ski," or something.

Uh, that's the current mayor.

I was the mayor at the time
that this housing was approved.

Nah, I don't know anything about that.
You got the wrong unit.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

(SIGHS)

Uh, hello, ma'am. I'm
so sorry to bother you.

Uh, my name is Nick Wasicsko. I was
the mayor when these houses were approved,

and I just... I was in the neighborhood,

and I just wanted to see
how the residents were doing here.

- What'd you say your name was?
- Wasicsko.

Nick Wasicsko.

Yes. I remember you.

- From the news.
- Yes, ma'am.

You the man they spit on.

Yeah, I remember you for sure.

(CHUCKLES)

Yes, well, um, are you
happy with the house?

I'd like to think it was worth it.

I could ask you the same thing.

Yes, well, you take care.
You have a nice night.

Good night.

MAYHAWK: So, I want to thank you all
for a job well done,

for all your hard work
in making the housing initiative a success.

This will conclude our efforts.

Wait. Wait a minute. You mean it's over?

- Just like that?
- The job is done.

- You mean the funding ran out.
- I mean, ourjob is done.

There are still problems with those units,
with the neighborhood.

The worst hasn't happened, Mary,
and the best will depend on them.

Their future is theirs.

We can't hold their hands forever.

Sorry, but we can't just drop them, either.

We... We can't... (SCOFFS)

Well, I'm not gonna leave them.

I mean, I'm just gonna go back
to the townhouses and the meetings,

and I'll help them in anyway I can,
if they ask me.

Mrs. Dorman, you're a good neighbor.

I want to thank you all again.

- Lucille's not coming back.
- WOMEN: Oh.

Mayhawk told them the program's over.

What?

She and Mary Dorman asked me to run
the Trenchard-Gaffney meeting

until you all have an election.

Oh, man.

All right?

Now, first is this thing about our kids
not going on the bus trip to Playland.

Housing says it's only
for West Side children.

Uh-uh. Wait a minute.
We part of municipal housing, too.

I know, but that's their rule.

So, instead, I think we should
have a party for our own kids here.

Okay? An end-of-school party
before summer gets too hot.

WOMAN: Hmm.

Look, if we're gonna do this,

it has to be about
more than repairing leaky faucets

and storing lawn mowers.

I'm talking about really
getting together, okay?

Doing things
the way neighbors are supposed to.

WOMAN: She's right.

Maybe we should do this.

We should.

Okay. So, for an end-of-school party,

we should have a list
of what everybody's going to bring.

- Yeah, and don't everybody bring hot dogs.
- All right, fair enough.

And we'll have it right out here,

even though housing
don't want the children running around.

We don't care what housing wants.
Don't worry about it.

Now, about the Con Ed bills...

\/lNNll Yeah?

- Heya.
- Hey.

Ah... (CHUCKLES)
No, no, no, you cracked it last time,

and then we talked business
and I felt bad about breaking our rule.

Business... Ew...

Oh, yeah, yeah, the worst kind. Politics.

- Blah.
- (CHUCKLES)

So, listen, I, urn...
I can't run again in the Second.

Si, senor.

(CHUCKLES) Right.

Yeah, they fixed me good, didn't they?

And, um, well, I've been thinking.

- Uh-oh.
- (CHUCKLES)

I'm gonna run for City Courtjudge.

What the hell, you know, I'm qualified,
I've got a law degree,

and, uh, well, I just...

I need you to carry my
petitions for me, Vinni.

Christ, Nick.

I already promised
my support to Joan Pincus.

Joan Pincus?

Yeah.

Okay. Joan Pincus, huh?

What is she to you?

Well, look, I feel like shit right now,

but how was I to know
you were going to throw in for city judge?

You know, I... I already gave Joan my word.
I'm not gonna go back on that now.

I'm sorry.

Hey, uh...

(SIGHS)

All right, Vinni.

(DOOR OPENS)

(IMITATING ENGINE)

(DOGS WHINING)

Poodle Lady!

(DOGS BARKING)

Poodle Lady.

Bye, Poodle Lady.

Bye, poodles.

TASHA: Come on, Ma.

You need to save that money
you done worked so hard for.

It's my money.

Now, I wanna take my mama
out to lunch, okay?

What you got a taste for?

You know I always liked the Sizzler.

Oh, Ma, I do not want to take the bus
all the way back downtown.

We here now, right?
How about the Clam House?

- The Clam House?
- Yeah.

L.-

I never been there.

- Come on. it won't hurt none.
- Oh. (GROANS)

(KNOCKING)

ZALESKI: Come in.

He's here.

Send him in.

Councilman?

Nick, have a seat.

Come on.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

I'll be right with you.

Mr. Zorzi.

(MEN CHATTERING AND LAUGHING)

(WHISPERS) ls they all
white people in here?

Uh...

Yeah.

Two?

Uh...

I think we won't be staying.

Ma.

You sure?

No, we'll just order to go, please.

Thank you.

- NICK: Hey.
- Hey.

When are you gonna get
to the kitchen cabinets?

They've been in boxes
for a month now already.

- Yeah, yeah. It's on my list.
- Yeah, okay...

Urn, listen, I'm gonna...
I'm gonna primary Vinni.

Zaleski's gonna back me.

He's gonna put me on the ticket

and throw me enough cash
to mount the campaign, so...

- Great.
- You know, I can't...

I can't run in my own district,

and I can't sit this one out

- if I want to run for mayor next time.
- Mmm-hmm.

So, I don't really got another choice.

So, you go with Terry Zaleski,
and you turn against your friend?

You know what?
I'm gonna volunteer for Vinni.

That's right. I'm for Vinni
Restiano for council president.

This is bullshit.

- (MAN SHOUTS)
- (SIREN wmuwe)

Police! Freeze!

- Hey!
- Oh! No!

OFFICER: Get off!
MAN: That's the guy!

- That's him!
- Get on the ground!

She's on the third floor, bleeding bad!

- I didn't hurt nobody!
- Keep your mouth shut!

"(GRUNTS)
- shut up!

- Is his name on the lease?
- Oh, no, not on the lease.

Well, where is he living, then?
And why would he give this address?

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Hey-

Hey, Vinni.

What a fucking coward
you turned out to be, huh?

- Hey, come on.
- You couldn't come in and tell me in person?

You couldn't pick up the phone
and give me a call yourself, huh?

- It's not personal. You know that. It's politics.
- Oh, please!

- You and I both know that lie, remember?
- I don't have any other options here.

Me, neither, Nick. But don't think
this is gonna be easy for you.

I got a little Yonkers in me, too.

- Vinni, come here, have a drink with me.
- No, you don't...

I gotta know,
do you even believe in anything,

anything other than yourself?

Hmm?

I'm sorry.

- Fuck you!
- (ICE CLATTERS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

The reason I'm running
is because of Mrs. Restiano's

growing inability to
work with Mayor Zaleski.

And, frankly, I'm disillusioned.

I have worked with
the Republican majority on the council

to produce unanimous votes 92% of the time.

Mrs. Restiano works only too well
with the Republican majority

as an enemy of our Democratic mayor.

In fact, Nick and I have voted the same way
98% of the time,

that is, until he decided
to run against me.

(APPLAUSE)

Get over it, Nick. People are on to you.

The girl got her hearing notice
threatening eviction.

City housing already trying to throw her
and her kids out of doors.

Well, if she lied on her lease...

We all lie.

It's a game they rig up.

If we have a man and he's kicking
in a little money for his kids,

we gotta lie so the rent doesn't go up,

or so we don't get put out

if ever he did anything wrong
once upon a time.

Yeah, but...

She didn't cause the trouble,
and her kids didn't,

and the trouble didn't happen
anywhere near her home.

But the whole housing program's
under fire right now, Doreen,

so they're gonna make
an example out of her.

But he's the asshole for using her address.

But you know what?
She shouldn't have let him stay there

if his name's not on the lease.

I'm sorry, the stakes are too high.

But he's her man.

He fathered those kids.

Look, people get busted, they use
the men's shelter as their address.

There's a whole lot of men in public
housing, but not on the lease.

- Well?
- And not just men, either.

I mean, my sister Gail lives with me.

We lie,

but they make these rules
as if we're children.

(ENGINE STARTS)

CARMEN: I'm going to die
on that waiting list.

Because that lady was killed,

I don't think they're ever gonna
build more townhouses now.

Same as before, yelling, protesting.

I started looking at apartment ads,

three times as much as Schlobohm
and so filthy, I wouldn't keep pigs there.

ZALESKY. In the present situation,

it's the citizens of East Yonkers
on whom we need to rely.

Because the reality is that
the budget constraints

limit our ability to deploy additional
personnel to resolve those issues.

Now, another point that
we need to discuss...

- DOREEN: Excuse me, sir?
- With the homeowners...

Excuse me, sir.

- Excuse me, sir.
- Yes, ma'am.

My name is Doreen Henderson.

I represent the Andrew Smith Townhouses
on Gaffney Place and Trenchard Street.

I want to talk about what I think
a lot of people are thinking about,

the new townhouses
and that lady who was murdered across town.

(WOMEN MURMUR)

The tenants are very upset

about what those two city councilmen
said last night on the TV

about the kind of people we are,

and we're upset that they want
to screen people at the sites

and check on who we have as company
and things like that.

How would they like it
if that kind of thing was said about them?

I'm sure they would be upset.

(CROWD AGREES)

The tenants are decent people.

And the tenant who might be evicted
because of this is, too.

That man, Santos, it shouldn't be assumed
that he lived on Gaffney Place

just because he said so.

ZALESKI: Yes. Yes, ma'am. I...

Yes, ma 'am.

I just wanted to say that as
commander of Second Precinct

where most of the townhouses are,

we haven't really had any unusual problems
at any of the sites or with the residents.

(APPLAUSE)

ZALESKI: Thank you.

Thank you, Captain,
for your assessment of the situation.

Is that one of yours, Bob?

Lucille Lantz had high hopes for her.
She is proved right.

ZALESKY... we will, of course,
continue to offer protection

and service like we did before.

Miss Rowan, do you have a statement to make
before we hear testimony?

(SNIFFLES)

Very well.

We'll hear first from Thomas Downer
of the New York State Division of Parole.

Officer Downer,
you are John Santos' parole officer?

Yes.

How you been, Billie?

I'm Doreen.

I remember you from Schlobohm.

Yeah, I live around the way now.

Good to get out of Schlobohm, right?

Got my eviction notice.

Gotta get a new apartment, I guess.

Girl, listen, you can't let them do this.

- Your man screwed you,
- (SHAN DA COOING)

but don't screw yourself double
by not fighting back.

Billie, do you love living here?

Do your children love living here?

Come on. We gonna call legal aid together.

- (FAUCET RUNNING)
- (DISHES CLACKING)

(EXHALES)

(KEYS JINGLING)

You voting today?

Who you voting for?

It's called a secret ballot for a reason.

Of course I'm voting for you.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Bye.

(SNICKERS)

(CLICKS TONGUE)

- (SIGHS HEAVILY)
- (DOOR CLOSES)

(WATER RUNNING)

(PHONE RINGING)

- Hello?
- Nay, it's Vinni.

Vinni, uh, you just missed him.

I'm sorry it's come to this.

He betrayed me, Nay,
and he's done the same to you.

You need to know this.

He wasn't sleeping alone
on those trips to Albany.

Ask him about the Desmond Hotel.

I know what happened there.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

- it's sick.
- What?

And wrong.

Fuck him.

Fuck him.

Miss O'Neal? It's me, Billie, from 175.

Sorry for walking on your grass.

It's nice grass, too, right?

(CHUCKLES) How are ya?

I'm okay.

Listen, I don't mean to bother you,

but legal aid is trying to keep me
from being evicted.

And it helps if I could get some...

Some neighbors to sign a petition
saying I wasn't a problem.

Well, you're not to me.

Thank you, Miss Norma.

Oh, she can't...

Let's go inside and sit and do this right.

I can come back.
I mean, if you have to be somewhere.

Just to vote. You voted yet?

Uh, no.

Habit with me.

But I can't say it seem to fix much.

Likely to do more good today
signing your thing.

Come on in the house, though, baby.

Let me get the keys.

I wanna say a special thank you

for all of you
who worked so hard today out there,

manning the polls, getting our message out.

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

Thank you all so much for all...

I need another fucking beer.

Thank you.

This is a bit of a bittersweet victory.

Nick,

what happened at the Desmond Hotel?

The Desmond in Albany?

Nothing. Why?
Was something supposed to happen?

Never mind.

RESTUXNO"...including Mayor Zaleski.

- It was a situation that was unnecessary...
- (MAN TALKING INDISTINCTLY ON PHONE)

Yeah?

And a situation
that should not be repeated again...

What are the last wards left?

And now the results...

Yeah, thanks.

Tonight, I intend to ask for the resignation
of the Yonkers Democratic Party...

Well, you gave it a run, Nick.
Vinni was the incumbent, but you...

You gave it a good shot. Got close.

Yeah.

Well, that's twice in a row
I've lost running citywide,

so by the rules of the game,
I'm done as a candidate.

So, what do you have for me
in the administration?

Jim,

promises were made.

Promises?

You're just gonna, you know,

just use me up like that?

You gonna run me against Vinni, and that
way you get rid of one of us, right?

Okay. Well...

Hey, and don't think I didn't
see that, um... (SMACKS LIPS)

That, uh, report in
The Herald Statesman yesterday.

That investigation of the IDA
you guys are doing,

that secretary that stole some money?

- What about it?
- That's the last bullet, right?

Wh... What do you mean?

As mayor, I was chairman of the IDA, Jim.

But I didn't steal shit. You look at my
bank account, I didn't steal anything.

Then don't worry...

Yeah, but I'm still gonna
get investigated, anyway?

If I'd have beat Vinni, you would've
come at me with that bullshit, anyway.

I get Vinni for you,
but then you get me, is that right?

- Nick...
- Huh?

I don't have a pot to piss in, Jim!

I didn't steal, but you wanna take
what's left of my reputation?

You wanna tear that down as well?

- Nick, you need to calm down, okay?
- Fuck you, Jim!

And you tell Zaleski I said fuck him, too!

Piece of shit.

We work for trucks.

Yeah, we work for garbage trucks.

Let's clean up,
so everybody can get this dirt away.

(DOGS YELPING)

Poodle Lady!

Poodle Lady!

My name is Jaron.

What's their names?

Martini, Brandy, and Alexander.

(DOGS PANTING)

Do you like dogs?

Yes.

- Soft, isn't he?
- Yes.

Yeah. Somebody's playing behind you here.

- He's really excited.
- (BARKS)

MAN: Twenty-two up!
A.C. plain and a full house.

You should have gotten a haircut.

You should have taken off of work.

Seriously.

I think you would look much better
with shorter hair.

- I think you'd look better without eyebrows.
- (CHUCKLES)

I can't do that. I can't take them out.

As it so happens,
I made an appointment for tomorrow.

For your hair?

Mmm-hmm.

- That's good.
- Mmm-hmm.

Oh, God, it's almost 2:00.
You gotta get me back.

- No, I'll be in trouble.
- Play hooky with me.

- I can't.
- Come on.

I can't, and you are going to go back and
help your brother with the cabinets today.

Okay.

What's that face?

- It's just...
- Nothing from Surdoval?

No, no, no. There's nothing for me there.
They made that very clear.

Well, screw them. Seriously. Screw them.

You can teach, you can practice law,
you can do whatever the fuck you want now.

- Yeah. Screw them.
- Yeah.

Let's go. It's late.

- Is your stomach better?
- Yeah, it's okay.

(SIGHS)

Okay.

NAY: Bye, thank you.

- Hey, Nay. Nay.
- What?

This, uh, this IDA thing,

- they're gunning for me.
- No.

Listen, Zaleski, Surdoval,

they've got Maniglia
and these other creeps digging into it,

- like everyone's corrupt except for them.
- Nick...

- Who cares what they think?
- I care. It's my reputation.

You haven't done anything wrong.
You're innocent.

That's not the point.
It doesn't matter what you...

Innocence is no defense. It's
politics, Nay. It's a smear job.

Okay, so what? Let go. It's done.
Do something new.

Cut it. I gotta go.

Nay, just take the day off with me.

I can't. I can't.

You know Vinni is looking for any excuse
to fire me, and you know that.

(SIGHS)

I need you to snap out of it.

- Do it for me, please?
- Okay.

You'll be okay.

- We'll be okay.
- Okay.

- I love you.
- I love you, too.

Let's go.

- Give me a smile.
- Go, go...

Give me a kiss.

- (DOG BARKING)
- (CHILDREN CHATTERING)

Roberto, Maria!

- Where is Felipe?
- Playing videos in his room.

Get your brother, and get yourjackets.

Where are we going?

Get your jackets.

NICK: the fuck you're doing.

I know what you and Biondi are up to.

You're fucking Zaleski's hatchet boys
with your press leaks and your innuendos.

By the time the truth comes out,
it won't matter.

Anyone who's against you gets trashed,
is that right?

If you didn't do anything,
then what's the problem?

Then what?

Then you'll tell people that later?

I spoke to your auditor,
I told him everything I know,

and the next day,
it was in the fucking newspaper.

- You're making a scene, Nick.
- Fuck you, Andy!

- No, fuck you!
- And fuck all this investigation bullshit!

You don't want the truth.
You're out for blood.

Isn't that right?

WOMAN: This is ridiculous.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

WOMAN: I never liked that guy.

(SOFT CLATTERING)

I don't know where anything is.

(SIGHS)

I lose everything.
I can't fucking find anything.

(HUMMING SOFTLY)

Oh, fuck.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Hey, Nick. Come on, help me with these.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm coming.
I'll be right there, all right, Mike?

Hey, Mike? Mike?

(SOBBING)

(VOICE BREAKING) Hey, Mike?

Come here.

(CONTINUES SOBBING)
"But they didn't find anything."

Fuck!

(SIGHS)

(SNIFFLES)

(SIGHING)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

It's about time.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Nick?

MARIA: Give it here. Here.
FELIPE: No, I'm telling!

ROBERTO: Stop being a baby.
FELIPE: No.

- I'm not being a baby. I'm not being a baby.
- MARIA: Just give it to me.

- (CHATTER CONTINUES)
- (SOBBING)

(BEEPING)

- (DIALING)
- (BEEPING)

(BEEPING)

(BIRD CAWING)

(RETCHING)

(BEEPING)

(BEEPING)

(BEEPING)

(BEEPING)

(BEEPING)

- (MACHINES WHIRRING)
- (CHATTER)

No. Are you serious?

(BOYS CHATTERING)

(PAGER BEEPING)

(BEEPING CONTINUES)

Excuse me, please. Sorry.
Cemetery's closed 5:30.

Oh!

- You're the mayor!
- (CHUCKLES)

On TV, I saw you.

I'm leaving in just a few moments.

Oh, okay, okay, okay.

Thank you.

(SIGHS)

(INHALES)

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

GIRL: Hey!

MARY: Hey, Doreen.

(LIFT ME UP PLAYING)

DOREEN: How you doing, Mary?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Hey, Mama.
- Hey.

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

(SONG CONTINUES PLAYING)

(TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

We are adjourned.

How about that, huh?

(CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

- (GUNSHOT)
- (BIRD CAWING)

(swam SQUEAKING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Oh, my God.

(INDISTINCT)

(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING)