"Check this out." "I was making my own résumé online..." "Just the man I wanted to see." "Wish I could say the same about you, Swenton." "Ow, buddy, ticker in here." "Look, I've been up for the last two days;" "I'm on a sugar crash." "I got to get over to transitions." "That's exactly what I'm talking about, all right?" "You've been working way too hard, man." "You're burning the proverbial candle on both ends." "He's right, William, man." "You need to come up for air" "every once in a while, brother." "Yes." "Get some sleep, man." "Let some of the other fish or, you know, do the breathing for you, you know, give your gills over to the school." "I'm guessing" "It's a metaphor." "Ignoring you." "What-what I'm saying here is that, uh, we're here for you, all right." "And I-I'm ready to step up my game, bro." "Take it to the next level and, you know, it's not even about more money, although a pay raise" "at some point would bereally..." "Mr." "Banks..." "Ray?" "Ah!" "Wow!" "Look at you, huh?" "Look how big you got." "Last time I saw you, you were, uh, well, you were Swenton's size." "Look, why don't you all take your gills and go breathe someplace else." "Thanks for the help on the metaphor." "Well, it's great to see you, man." "So, how-how's your mom doing?" "I've been, uh, I've been meaning to call her." "I just, you know..." "Mom died." "Six months ago, actually." "I'm sorry." "Wow." "Where you been staying, Junior?" "Um, I live with this foster family." "They're cool." "Yeah, Mom was doing really great." "I mean, she was totally clean, but then..." "I don't know." "Something set her off." "I was going to call you, but..." "My dad got out." "He got out last week." "Yeah." "So we've been hanging out." "It's been really cool." "Good, good, that-that's good." "Mm-hmm." "How's he doing?" "He's great." "He's really great." "Yeah, and he's clean." "He's washing cars at the used car lot, so..." "Not tonight, Jack." "Aww..." "You-you need anything or...?" "No." "Nah, just... wanted to come and tell you about my mom in person, 'cause she never got a chance." "She was really grateful." "Well, thanks." "Bye." "Really good to see you, William." "You, too, Junior." "You take me to all the fancy places." "Why do you have Mickey's bike?" "We got a case up." "Inland Kings." "All right, I'll get my bike." "You ain't in on this one." "Yeah, right-- leather, Harleys-- I am this case." "We walk you into the lnland Kings clubhouse, you don't walk out, you know that." "They'd tear you up in a day." "I can handle myself, William." "Not happening." "See?" "You take her to all the fancy places." "We are hanging out way too much." "Swenton, I want you to get eyes on the lnland Kings" "Motorcycle Club." "Check out Ray Junior's old man." "I want to give the kid some peace of mind." "Make sure his father stays clean." "Yeah, absolutely." "You don't have to ask me twice." "I'll go get my bike." "His mother, Susannah, she, um, she worked in the library at Folsom." "She was this five-foot-two stick of dynamite." "Nobody messed with her, you know." "When I was locked up, she was straight." "But, uh, after I got out... somehow she got herself twisted up, you know." "Good woman, though." "Ended up being my first client." "I was pretty anxious, nervous." "Didn't really go down right." "I, uh, I made this move that, uh..." "Anyway, look, I'm gonna sleep on this one for a night." "We'll roll in the morning." "All right." "Not so much wax, Bob." "Hey, baby boy." "Hey." "Watch the red Corvette." "You eat dinner?" "You call that dinner?" "Best I could afford." "Soon as I get some cash together, son." "I got a job, too, Dad." "I mean, I've been cleaning up the clubhouse." "They pay me pretty good." "Yeah, I heard." "Look..." "I don't know, maybe... maybe you stay away from there, Ray." "That's not a good place for a smart kid like you, you know." "It's good enough for you." "Like I said..." "Soon as I get some real money together," "I'm gonna go find a two-bedroom." "Are you serious?" "Hell, yeah." "I can't have my baby boy living with strangers forever." "The school qualifier for the spelling bee is next week." "I think I have a real shot." "Staci McNulty stumbled on vermiculated." "That word is so easy." "She put a u instead of an e at the beginning." "Then I had to spell it right." "I nailed it." "That's great, Lu." "That's really great." "Then I had to spell aggiornamento to get to the next round." "Give it to me, Lu." "A-g-g-i..." "I'm quitting football." "Yeah, right." "So what's it mean, sweetheart?" "I've given this a lot of thought." "I don't want to play anymore." "It's not fun..." "It's not up for discussion." "That's what it's not." "You can't make this decision for me." "I've already made it." "I'm quitting." "You're not quitting." "Sit down." "We're eating dinner." "Ben." "I said sit down!" "Hey." "Hey, Jack." "Mm..." "Hey, brother." "Working hard?" "Hey, guess what?" "Yeah?" "Got a Chula run coming up." "Can't do it, Jack." "It's just one run, man, Chula and back." "I never made those runs before, and I can't do it now." "Not with my record." "You know that, Jack." "We do it in eight hours, baby." "Instead of like the old days for a... a dime, we do it for 30 grand." "That's a lot of money, Jack." "Can I show you something?" "Mm." "Jack, Ray's in the bathroom." "It's okay." "Relax." "Look, look, look." "Oh, Jack." "Put it away, Jack." "Put it away." "Open out your hand." "Put out your hand." "I got some for you." "I haven't cooked in a long time, Jack." "Yeah, well, just keep it, you know." "Do what you want." "Brothers." "You need anything." "We're here for you." "You got that, right?" "Hey!" "How you doing, man?" "Come on." "Let's go hang." "A physically based relationship, yes, the next logical step is what you all talk about-- intimacy, but Jeannie and I are not like that." "We're trying to connect on a more spiritual basis first, all right?" "Tantric." "I respect that." "No, man, celibacy is a choice, bro." "Wow." "I walked right into that one." "All right, listen up, guys." "Swenton, you're the bike builder." "You're my master builder." "Go in offering transport tanks." "D, you want to kindly stay here in the shop, in case anything goes wrong." "I do ride." "Look, Darnell, if it goes south, I need backup quick, all right?" "If you're along with us, there's no one to make that play." "I should be going inside." "You're gonna do what I tell you to do." "So, wait, we're just gonna roll up to the lnland Kings like it's no big deal?" "Sure as hell gonna try." "Just go in full frontal, totally exposed?" "I don't really think it's the right play with these guys, William, but I'll just do whatever you tell me to do." "Look, not totally exposed." "I made a call to a friend in the sheriff's department." "They had a guy named Jeff Krakow pulled in for a parole violation." "Now Jeff Krakow was the lnland Kings' tin man." "He manufactured all their transport tanks for the meth runs." "So they got a need." "Let's see if we can fill it." "Swenton, that means you're the new tin man." "Ray Senior may not be using now, but we got to get" "in there before he starts." "Right." "Well, I know it's late, but I'll have half the rent by next week." "You see, my new job-- it's only paying me minimum wage, and l-I..." "Right." "Right, I know it's not your problem, but can you cut me some slack, buddy?" "I'm just trying to get on my feet." "Guess not." "The day I tried to help Susannah," "I never got made, all right?" "Ray Senior has no idea what I look like." "It's messed up, isn't it?" "The guy whose shit I threw into a tailspin has never seen my face." "Goddamn, that's a clean bike, man." "Yeah, my, uh, partner here, he kills it on the tins." "His work is, you know..." "It's unbelievable, man." "Really." "Muchas gracias." "So you just happened to stop here?" "Not exactly." "Like I said, my man here, he, uh... he kills it on the tins." "We can move a lot of product in these tanks." "So what are your colors, stranger?" "We're neutral." "We ain't flying any colors." "Really?" "Sincerely." "Nothing but respect for the lK." "This is bullshit!" "We're stuck here and he's off..." "Easy." "You know what our job is, Akani." "Yeah, I know what my job is." "Ray Crin, Senior." "Okay, call me back." "Who sent you here?" "You'd better come up with an answer really quick." "Gus Santiago." "Santiago was a good man." "One of the best." "Couldn't get off the spike." "He was one of my boys at Folsom." "He, uh, he told me" "I ever need to make some extra money, you know..." "David Eckson." "My name is David Eckson." "This right here is one of my fabricators, Arthur Lungonzi." "Iron Lung for short." "No shit." "Iron Lung?" "What's up," "Iron Lung?" "Don't take it personally." "Santiago." "For life." "I completely rebuilt the tranny and put a new primary on Simpson's bike last month." "I mean, if you needed a hand, I could do that with you." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "Step over here." "Okay, tell me what I'm doing here." "Tightening the valve cover bolts." "But you got to turn it one-eighth at a time so it'll seat right." "Are you straight right now?" "Am I what?" "Straight?" "Or loaded?" "Ray..." "I just want to make sure, 'cause I'm having a pretty decent time with you right now." "And if you're high, then..." "Ray..." "I am totally straight right now." "Totally straight." "Hey." "I'm sorry I couldn't come to her funeral." "Yeah." "It was beautiful, I guess." "I don't know." "Here-- finish up." "Hey." "So did he call today?" "Ben." "Fine, thanks for asking." "How was your day?" "Sorry, babe." "How was your day?" "Fine." "Yeah." "He called and he's sleeping over at Gurzky's house tonight." "It's a school night." "What do you mean he's sleeping over at...?" "William, give him a little bit of breathing space." "Whatever." "What?" "I just found out that Susannah Crin OD'd." "Did she make it?" "No, she didn't." "And her old man Ray just got out last week." "If I had been smarter," "William..." "If I hadn't been as green," "I could've got them both that day." "He had meth on him." "It was a bogus case, babe." "He barely had over the legal limit for possession." "He should've gotten probation." "He has a record." "So do I." "Look, you want to, want to lend me a hand here?" "Or a lightning bolt through my head?" "Nice hands." "I thought you were retiring from the game." "I should go." "I'm gonna go." "Just call me later." "No, Gurzky, you stay put." "We got to pass this way to get to school." "What about your commitment?" "To you?" "Mr. Banks, I'm on academic probation." "I-I should really go." "To your team." "It's not about me anymore." "I can't keep apologizing for what I did." "All I can do is try to..." "All I can do is try..." "Yeah." "You wanted initiative?" "Bro, I'm all about it, all right?" "See, the Lung is going back in." "Swenton, listen to me-- these guys are no joke." "Do not act on anything right now." "Come on, William." "Did you forget?" "My brother's a meth manufacturer in San Berdoo." "Swenton, stop for a second, listen." "Don't go in and do anything." "Don't do anything." "Hey!" "Iron Lung!" "Shit." "Nice commitment." "Hey, baby boy." "Hey, want to give me a hand?" "I'm going back in the system." "What?" "Foster family I've been living with is moving to Chicago." "I tried to tell them that you were out, and you were looking for an apartment for us." "But you don't have any money, do you?" "Ray... it's gonna take a little time, all right?" "You don't have anything, do you?" "So now I'm going back into the system." "Son of a bitch." "Everybody else is just gonna have to be patient, okay?" "Every one of my bikes, you know, I have to treat like a woman." "And I have a very, very hard time not being monogamous to my ladies." "Let me talk to you." "Yeah." "How long does it take you to turn those tanks?" "Oh, not long, bro." "See, we lost our guy." "And, uh... you seem to know your way." "And, uh, look, I'm gonna add eight more guys to the run." "So I need... all eight tanks by next Monday." "That's a lot of work, bro." "Yeah." "So..." "And that's a lot of cash." "You're gonna build these tanks for me, right?" "Yeah." "I mean, it's gonna take some time." "Yeah..." "Hey, and you're gonna build those tanks for me, right?" "Yeah." "Yeah, absolutely, man." "I knew you would." "I knew you would." "Monday." "Monday." "Go back to the bar." "She's waiting for you." "Yeah." "She's waiting for you." "Oh, she's waving at you." "Go on." "Yeah, it's Jack." "Jack, yeah, it's me." "You said 30 G's a man?" "I'm in." "But you said no." "I know what I said." "I'm in." "Yes." "Old times." "Okay." "Do I think about you?" "Girl, it's all I think about." "And when I see you, I can't wait to give you a great big hug." "Well, what I mean is," "Jeannie, I just can't wait to see you." "Bye." "Wow..." "Go ahead, say it." "I actually think it's sweet." "Hang on." "Pen, pen, quick." "Vic Mason..." "And you're sure he's cool?" "William Banks..." "Got it." "What are you doing?" "My job." "I don't ask for your help, so don't even feel like you have to give it to me, but... there are people here... who believe that you can..." "Hey, come here." "Come here." "Dave." "Yeah, right." "I didn't..." "I didn't catch your name." "Ray." "My boys call me Senior." "ln memory of Santiago." "Oh, you know what, Ray?" "I can't, man, uh..." "You know the kick in the joint was a little too much for me, so, uh..." "You know, I..." "I never knew pain like that existed." "Oh." "You got any kids, Dave?" "Yeah, I got, uh, two." "16-year-old boy, 13-year-old girl." "I got a boy." "Well, little man now." "They got any memories of you in the joint?" "Yeah." "Uh... my son does." "Mine, too." "I got to tell you, brother, those memories... they will never leave behind." "Come on." "Oh..." "Okay, so if you had the opening," "why didn't you take it?" "I didn't have it." "Swenton, I told you I can't just go out and grab this guy." "And what if I did take him, what then?" "He goes right back to his crew." "Look, if I miss this opening one more time, there's" "no coming back on this guy." "Why not?" "They're trying to move a whole mess load of meth, bro." "They just asked me to manufacture eight tanks." "If there was a time to call the cops," "that time is now." "Not yet." "We're gonna make those tanks." "No, no, no, William, William." "Look, I know I may be speaking out of line, man, but this is a felony, brother." "And with your priors an involvement..." "Darnell, we're not gonna call those cops." "If Ray gets arrested one more time, he goes away for life." "I'm not gonna pin a third strike on him." "No cops." "Just make the damn tanks!" "I'll finish up tacking up the welds and the tank, and then when you get back from your date, you can help me with the finishing." "No." "I'll stay and help you." "B-23!" "B-23!" "Hut hut!" "$3,000 for those windows." "I'll pay you back." "It's not about the money, Ben." "Look, you have my attention, okay?" "You have my full attention." "It only took the past ten years to get it!" "Ben!" "Ben!" "Dex to phone." "Line three, line three." "What's it feel like getting high?" "You've smoked weed." "You know what it's like." "On meth, Dad." "I'm not gonna do this, Ray." "Dad, come on." "Tell me!" "What is so good about it?" "What do you want to hear from me?" "Some father-son speech you've been waiting for?" "What are you gonna learn from me, Ray?" "How to get by on a shit job?" "Just tell me what it's like." "It's poison." "It's killing me, Ray, 45 seconds at a time." "I know that, and I still can't stop it." "I know what it's doing, and I still can't help thinking all day long what it's gonna be like the next time I smoke." "And that feeling is the most consuming thing in my world right now." "How's that for an answer?" "Ray, I'm sor..." "Ray?" "Ray." "Shit!" "I'm getting mine." "Get ready to mount them." "Okay." "Here, take it, man." "Thanks." "Got it." "Hey, good morning, sweetheart." "Hey, you want a ride to school?" "That's okay." "I can walk with Charlie Mintz." "Charlie Mintz?" "He's just helping me with the etymology for the spelling bee." "He says he wants to be an etymologist." "I don't even think that's a word." "I'm sorry, Dad." "For what, sweetheart?" "For Ben and you." "Oh, it's not your fault, sweetheart." "I know, but... it just seems like nobody's telling you that they feel sorry for what you're going through." "I thought you could help him." "You know what, Ray?" "I thought I could, too." "Why is he still using?" "Because some people just can't get out of it." "You lied to me!" "Look... no matter what I do, Ray, no matter what I do, some people just..." "they can't shake it." "So, you just gonna give up on him?" "Yes!" "That's right." "I made the drop." "I made the drop." "I made the drop, and now we wait, right?" "We wait until, uh..." "Both of you get over there now." "If you see him, you call me." "What?" "What's up?" "Will, what's...?" "Go!" "Now!" "Surveillance!" "Thank you." "William." "Not the time." "I think it is." "I know about the bust." "I know everything." "Yeah, what do you know?" "I know that Ray Senior..." "What are you gonna tell me?" "...had a prior for possession." "I know that on the day you made the grab on Susannah, he was in the back room, and he had some meth on him." "He wasn't supposed to be there." "You didn't know." "You couldn't have known." "I also know that his kid was there." "Ray Junior was in the house." "His father had drugs around his kid." "That doesn't make him a criminal." "Really?" "Yeah, really." "When the cops pulled Ray Junior out, he was crying." "Little Ray-- he doesn't know me, but for whatever reason, he broke free and ran to me." "The cops had to peel him off." "Ray Senior-- he's got two strikes against him." "He's going to jail." "Susannah-- she's dead." "The kid's living in a foster home." "You still think you know everything?" "Still learning." "What's up, bro?" "How you doing?" "That was good, huh?" "All right." "What's up?" "I-I can't get eyes on him." "All right, call William, all right?" "No." "No way, bro." "No way." "I mean, you saw how pissed he was." "There's not a lot of flavor here, Swenton." "I can't just roll up in there with you, man." "Let's get William on the phone, brother." "I'm going in." "Swenton!" "What you doing, man?" "He's still not out, man." "He's still not out." "Why'd he go in?" "He didn't want to upset you, man." "He couldn't get eyes on." "I'm going in." "Do not move!" "I'm on my way." "Skinny?" "I thought our business was over, Skinny." "I..." "I was..." "I'm a quality control nut, bro." " Yeah?" "I just came to check on the tanks." "Yeah, but I'm confused, because I paid you for a service, so, like, why are you back here?" "l-I just wanted to check the weld on one of the tanks to make sure everything was cool." "Cool, yeah." "You a cop, Skinny?" "Shut the gate." "Come on." "Okay, man, come back to me." "There you go." "Are you nice and comfy now?" "Okay." "What are you doing here?" "Who sent you?" "Nobody sent me, bro." "I'm a fabricator, all right?" "Iron Lung." "I-I just came to check the welds on one of the tanks, man." "No one just shows up here, man." "Come on, bro." "What do you think, I'm a cop?" "No." "I just think you're in a world of shit." "I'm gonna find that out." "Hey, quick, let me get that pipe." "Here." "Light me up, baby." "Yeah." "You're not a cop, right?" "Then you hit this pipe." "Please, bro, I already told you." "Please, please, I cannot hit that." "Please." "Look, please, I will leave." "You hit this pipe, or you die today, cop." "I am not a cop!" "No?" "I promise..." "I will leave here, and you will never see me again." "Please, I cannot smoke this." "Hit it." "That's it." "How are you feeling now?" "Did he come out yet?" "No." "All right, wait here till you get my signal." "Wait!" "Come on." "You okay?" "All right, get up, let's go." "My name is William." "Ray... my name is William Banks." "You said your name was William Banks?" "I was trying to help Susannah." "Trying to help Susannah?" "Yeah?" "Look, I shouldn't have had the cops there." "I didn't know any better." "All right, listen to me, Ray." "Listen to me." "Just let my man go, and I can help you." "I'll do it right this time." "How are you gonna help me?" "You gonna call the police again?" "You gonna send me to prison again?" "I never dealt, William." "I never dealt drugs in my life!" "I know." "But the cops arrested me for it." "This is gonna be my third strike, William." "You're not gonna get busted." "You're not gonna get locked up, Ray." "I'm not gonna call the cops." "Everyone here is cool, all right?" "Everything here is cool." "Everyone is cool, all right?" "Ray, I made a mistake." "And you paid for my mistake, and for that, I'm sorry." "I'm truly sorry." "And I've been living with it ever since that day." "But I can help you." "Let me help you, Ray." "Dad!" "Ray?" "Ray, what are you doing?" "I brought him here to help you, Dad." "Ray, put the gun down." "Get back!" "Put those down!" "I said get back, get back!" "Ray, give me the gun." "He said he can help you, Dad." "Ray, put the gun down!" "You don't want it, do you?" "Give me the gun, Ray." "Do you want his help or not?" "Give me the gun, Ray." "Do you want it, Dad?" "!" "Ray, give me the gun." "When Mom was clean... those three years, she was so amazing, Dad." "These guys are here to help you." "William did not set you up, Dad." "He was trying to help my mom." "I don't want to be like you." "I don't want to be like her, either." "Either way, I'm screwed!" "Ray, don't do it, no!" "It's done, it's done!" "It's done." "It's done." "Look, I'm putting the gun down." "Put it down." "Put it down." "Ray, listen to me." "Listen to me now." "Let me walk out of here today with you, and I swear to you I'll never look back." "This makes us square, all right?" "All I'm asking for is a pass." "It's over." "Baby boy, baby boy..." "He'll be knocked out like that for at least a day." "I'll be back tomorrow." "You okay?" "Hey." "Hey." "Hi, Lu." "So, where's Ben?" "I thought you picked him up after school." "Lu, was Ben at school?" "Okay." "Yeah, no, thanks, thanks." "Gurzky hasn't seen him, either." "William, where's our son?" "I asked for your help." "I gave you my trust." "I looked to you for guidance." "I asked for your mercy." "I believed that you were forgiving, I..." "So what happened?" "What happened?" "Tell me." "What happened to the grace?" "The grace of God?" "Wow, you do not clean up well." "Please... help me." "All right, thanks for all your help, Glenn." "Yeah, we'll wait here for your, uh, your phone call." "And... and thank all the guys down at the department, too." "We appreciate all they're doing." "All right." "Ben?" "Dad?" "I can't tell you anything except that I got a text." "And I know where Ben is." "And I know he's all right."