Task (2025) s01e04 Episode Script
All Roads
1
[gentle music playing]
[Joe Easley] Dark Hearts are
getting info from someone, Tom.
How tight's your circle on this?
[Kathleen McGinty] State
Trooper Elizabeth Stover,
Sergeant Detective Aleah Clinton,
CD Anthony Grasso.
[gentle music continues playing]
[Joe] My advice? Suspect everyone.
[muffled chatter]
[voices clearing]
[Anthony Grasso]
all comms as we speak,
and PSP will be puttin'
their copter on standby for us.
There he is now.
Tom, this is my chief, Michael
Dorsey. Mike, Tom Brandis.
- Tom Brandis.
- Pleasure meeting you, Tom.
Did Grasso brief ya
on what we got avail?
Yeah, CID, SWAT, and you got
a copter standing by.
- Thanks.
- Anything you think we missed?
Uh, I think we bring in
County Forensics.
Once the scene is secure, we're
gonna want to have it processed.
Alright, everyone, listen up!
This is Special Agent Tom Brandis
with the Tri-County Task Force.
He's gonna be, uh, handling
the briefing this morning.
And I think most of you are
familiar with this knucklehead.
Look at that shiny jacket.
- [laughter]
- Hey, do we all have to bow
when you walk in the room now,
Lord Grasso?
[laughter]
- Uh, good morning.
- [officers] Morning.
I appreciate you all jumping in
to help us out tonight.
Inside your packets,
you'll see your assignments.
Our target is this man, Cliff Broward.
He's wanted in the shooting
deaths of three individuals
and the kidnapping of a six-year-old boy
named Samuel Nance.
Now, Cliff is coming
to Bailey Park at 11 p.m.
to conduct what he believes
is a drug deal.
We are the buyer.
Please note your positions on the map.
- Where are my S-Units?
- [detectives murmuring]
Alright, along with the boy,
there may be another
individual inside that car.
What do we know
about the other individual?
[Tom Brandis] Well, we
believe he's part of the crew
that's been raiding these drug houses.
Assume he's high-risk.
Now, once Cliff is in the park,
we're gonna shut down
these access points,
here, here, and here.
- TFO Grasso will be stationed
- [wolf whistle]
at the picnic area here and
he'll be in contact with Cliff.
What's our line of communication
with the target?
- Aleah.
- [Aleah Clinton] We confiscated a burner
belonging to a felon named Ray Lyman.
Cliff believes he's been communicating
with Lyman about the meet-up.
When Cliff enters the park,
I'll send him a message
instructing him to approach
the picnic area.
Once he's outside his vehicle,
Alpha Team will take the target
and Bravo will hit the car.
Now, assuming
our six-year-old Sam's there,
TFOs Clinton and Stover
will be responsible
for gettin' him away
from the scene once he's secure.
Tom, we got any indication
that this kid is still alive?
No.
But until we know otherwise,
we're gonna act as though he is.
[dramatic music playing]
[clucking]
[birdsong]
[Robbie Prendergrast] There you go.
[sighs]
- How you feelin'?
- Couldn't sleep.
I just wanna get this money and
get the fuck out of here, you know?
I called Bartosz.
He still drives that truck route
up through Canada.
He's willing to take us?
He wants to meet this afternoon,
- talk about payment.
- [footsteps approaching]
I'm gonna drop the kids
at school and head to work.
Alright.
[Maeve] Sam's still sleepin'.
What are you gonna do with him?
I'll figure somethin' out.
That father-daughter dance is tomorrow.
You better let Harper
know you're not going.
[footsteps receding]
What were you looking for
in these old albums, anyway?
I'm just taking a stroll
down memory lane.
- [Donna chuckles]
- Give me them.
[sighs, sniffles]
Put a little more coffee on.
Yeah, you can put a little coffee on.
What?
You think you just show up here
once a month,
you fuck me, and then
I wait on you hand and foot?
I thought we had a nice time last night.
What are we going backwards for?
- "Nice time." [scoffs]
- Yeah.
What would you call it?
Last night?
Um, about four and a half minutes.
[laughing]
My darling, sexy sweetheart,
would you pretty please
put on another fuckin' cup
of coffee for me?
Well, when you put it like that.
[Perry sighs deeply]
[phone buzzing]
[vehicle approaching]
[dog barking]
[Perry clearing throat]
[exhales sharply]
Good mornin'.
What's the latest?
- It's good to see you, too.
- Mm.
We ID'd one member of the crew.
His name's Cliff Broward.
He's a trash collector
out in Drexel Hill.
Put a car on his house last
night, but he never showed.
You're telling me we're being
robbed blind by a garbage man?
What's his connection to us?
- [paper rustling]
- The Feds came by yesterday.
Check this out.
What's it say, Perry?
It's a ballistics report
confirming that the gun
that was used to kill Warren Clarke
belongs to one of us.
Alright. One of us. [scoffs]
Yeah, they matched the slugs
to a gun that was used
at the Zephyr Bar shootout in Reading.
Yeah, which members were out
in Reading with you?
That's the thing, I was just
goin' through the pics.
There was about 50 of us
out there that weekend,
so any one of us
could have pulled the trigger.
What are you thinking?
Business is good, you know.
It's quiet. So, why fuck with it?
Yeah, but someone is fuckin' with it.
Which means it's gotta be
something fuckin' personal.
- Right.
- Someone wants Jayson out.
You say that like you got an idea.
I'm sniffin' around.
Seems to me that
you're sniffin' something else.
Mother Club met again this morning.
I wasn't aware of a meeting.
Why wasn't I aware?
Because you were here dealing with this.
They want Jayson out.
I just need a little more time.
- I need a couple of days.
- No.
- I can salvage
- Enough!
I'm done letting you
protect this motherfucker.
The call's been made.
It's happening Friday.
And knowing how you feel about him,
I wouldn't stick around
to see it go down.
Now, get out.
[car engine starting]
[Meg] I'm sorry you're caught
in the middle of all this.
[Emily] It's it's fine.
I sort of expected it.
Sara and I haven't been
close in a while.
At the time my mom died,
they hadn't talked
in something like two years?
And what changed between them?
When things got really hard with Ethan,
Sara flew in from Chicago
and she gave my mom
and dad an ultimatum.
She saw how Ethan's issues
were affecting them,
and she said that
if they continued to live
in Ethan's war zone
that's what she called it, a war zone
that it would destroy us,
and she wasn't going
to stick around to watch.
So, she thought they were
choosing Ethan over her?
And what did your parents say?
Just that they weren't
gonna give up on him.
[sobbing]
And I think she just wanted
her parents back, you know.
Like how it was before us.
I suspect that
Sara thought she'd have more time
to repair things with your mom.
[sighs]
Sometimes I think about their lives
without me and Ethan.
And what does that look like?
Happy.
And [sighs] and I'm not [sniffles]
Like, I'm I'm so grateful.
You know, I'm really,
I'm I'm so grateful
that they adopted us.
- But
- But what?
I don't know, some
sometimes I think that's
Sometimes I think that's all
I'm ever allowed to feel.
You know?
- Gratitude?
- [sighs]
Like
God forbid I ever get annoyed.
Or seem unhappy,
or or get pissed off.
Like like, I'm supposed
to just always feel so lucky
that I've been given a second chance.
I don't know, man. I don't
[laughing]
I don't feel I don't feel lucky.
You didn't ask to be
part of this family.
They chose to adopt you.
And Ethan.
Then why do I feel like
I have to constantly apologize
for their decision?
You think the leak's comin'
from inside Task?
Easley does.
I didn't ask about Easley.
I I don't know this group.
I've spent all of four days
with them. Did you vet 'em?
As well as we vet any of our teams.
When's the meet with Broward
set for tonight?
11 p.m., Bailey Park.
Yeah, let's just stick with the plan.
No, I'm not convinced
it's coming from our side.
Well, where else is it
gonna come from, Kath?
Patrol. Informants.
PACIC bulletins
posted across agencies
We didn't put a bulletin out
for this very reason!
Intel could have slipped through
the cracks. It happens all the time.
Right.
Just focus on tonight.
I'll dig in here and circle back
once I know something.
[Tom sighs]
[sighs]
It's me. We may have a problem.
[dramatic music playing]
[Perry Dorazo] Shane!
[lighter clicking closed]
[Perry inhales sharply]
What's going on with you, kiddo?
Going on? [snickering]
Nothing's going on.
- No?
- No.
You're not yourself.
Something's eating at you.
Per, if I knew anything
you didn't think
I'd have told you by now?
Things are looking very bad for Jay,
unless we get somewhere on this fast.
[Perry sighs]
Vincent drove down this morning.
You understand what that means, right?
I don't know.
It's just
Things have been upside-down
ever since Billy died.
Billy? Our Billy?
Yeah, a lot of members weren't
happy about how it went down.
- Hell, I wasn't happy about how it went down.
- Well, wait a minute.
How what do you mean,
how it went down?
Billy was filching from our suppliers.
- They didn't have a choice.
- He wasn't skimmin' no money.
Never happened.
Billy was running around with Eryn.
Jayson found out, and he was just
insane with rage.
So, we picked Billy up one night.
Me, Break, Nance, Jay.
Told him we was going up
to the Elks Lodge.
Meet some girls there, party.
As soon as we got there, Jay just
exploded.
He wouldn't stop hittin' Billy.
He hit him so hard
so long
his head opened up.
Just, there was nothin'
we could do for him.
We dug a hole in the woods
out there and
and that's when Jay
came to you with that story
that he'd been stealing money.
It's been following us around
like a curse ever since.
["Crossroads" by The
Allman Brothers Band playing]
Crossroads ♪
Seem to come and go, yeah ♪
- [both laughing]
- Dad!
- [Robbie chuckles]
- [Maeve and Billy laughing]
[Harper] Mom! Mom, look!
[Maeve] Wrong way!
[Robbie laughing]
[Billy Prendergrast] Whoo!
[chuckles]
Ooh.
- [bottle cap hissing]
- [Billy spitting]
You know those are twist-offs, right?
Muscle memory, brother.
- [Robbie] Oh, yeah.
- [Maeve] Whoo!
[Robbie laughing]
Yeah, you seriously
are the worst fuckin' dancer
I've ever seen. [laughing]
Jealous? Jealous.
- Of that?
- Mm-hmm.
You're just mad that
I've got Mom's rhythm,
and you got stuck
with the old man's genes.
[Robbie] Mm.
[Billy] God damn.
- [faint laughter]
- [music continues playing]
[Billy sighs]
[Billy] Look at this place.
[inhales sharply]
How'd we get this whole joint
to ourselves, huh?
[Harper chattering indistinctly]
What's the latest there? Hm?
[sighs] Don't ask me.
I don't know what to think anymore.
You don't know or she don't know?
Says she feels, uh, suffocated.
I touch her, she pulls away
like I'm diseased.
- Kids feeling it too?
- Yeah.
Look at Harp, won't let
her mother out of her sight.
She's like, scared if she
looks away, she'll run off.
I think sometimes when
we're too deep into something
we just can't see what others see.
Even when we know something's over,
we're just not ready to accept it.
- I don't wanna let her go.
- [sighs]
Robbie.
She's already gone.
Just let her go.
See if she finds someone better.
Better? Better ain't
gonna be hard to find.
Maybe she'll find someone handsomer.
Better teeth. More money.
- Bigger cock.
- [chuckles]
Shit, I could throw a stone
and hit a dozen squirrels
with a bigger cock than you.
[laughing] You fuckin' dick.
It doesn't make it better.
'Cause Robbie, I've been around
long enough to know
there ain't no better.
- I love you, brother.
- [patting shoulder]
[woman] Hey, hey!
Hey, I thought you said that was over.
I tried.
[chuckling] I swear to Christ, I tried.
Givin' me a goddamn speech
about not seeing
what other people fuckin' see?
I know, I'm a fucking hypocrite. [sighs]
Close my eyes. I'm a happy blind man.
[laughing]
[grunting] - Sunbeams
shining - through her hair ♪
Appearing not to have a care ♪
- [Billy and Erin laughing]
- Well, pick up your gear ♪
And Gypsy, roll on ♪
- Roll ♪
- [Eryn] Whoo!
- [music stops abruptly]
- [birdsong]
[phone buzzing]
[Robbie] Come on out, Cliffy.
Gotta go meet Bartosz.
- Robbie, I caught one!
- Hey, hey!
Panfish.
He'll make a good dinner.
- We're gonna eat him?
- Heck, yeah.
A little flour, butter,
right in the hot pan.
Make it nice and crispy.
- Robbie?
- Mm-hmm?
I'm ready to go home now.
Okay. [grunting]
Let me just, uh, uh, talk to your folks.
Now, I gotta tell you,
we'll miss you when you're gone.
- [country music playing]
- [people chattering]
- Where is he?
- The office.
Take me to the dance
and hold me tight ♪
Hey. I've been calling you.
Got some good news. You want a drink?
- Sure.
- [chuckles] Oh.
- [liquid pouring]
- We got him.
We fuckin' got him.
- [chains rattling]
- [glass breaking]
- [groaning]
- You lied to me, kiddo.
[Jayson grunting]
- You lied to me about Billy.
- Fuck.
That's when all this shit started.
He wasn't skimmin' funds.
I am trying very hard
to help you out of this mess,
but you are making it
very fucking difficult!
[Jayson groaning]
- [Perry sighs]
- [chair scraping]
[grunting]
[chain rattling]
[sniffling] Now I got that off my
chest, what's your good news?
[laughing]
[spitting]
[sniffling]
Our informant came through.
Cliff Broward's coming
to the park tonight.
When?
[sniffling] 11 p.m.
Keep the group small.
Lieutenants only.
Everyone meets here at 8:30.
I'm sorry, Per.
She was gonna take the kids.
She was gonna leave me.
I know. Get out.
[door opens, closes]
[dramatic music playing]
Alright, sit tight. I'll be back in ten.
- There he is.
- Ah.
Nice to see you.
Now, come on, step inside my office.
[Cliff sighs]
- [people chattering]
- [light splashing]
- [Cliff sighs]
- [seatbelt clicking]
[softly clicking]
[soft, dramatic music playing]
[people chattering in distance]
[lighter flicking]
Hey, kid.
You alright?
Yeah.
Where are your parents?
Visiting my grandmother.
How'd you get out here?
Robbie.
I'll call you tomorrow morning
to confirm the departure time.
Okay.
[banging door] Hey, where's Sam?
[clapping] Cliff, where's Sam?
Fuck!
Sam!
- Sam?
- Sam!
What's your number?
610-244-97
Hey, there you are.
- What are you doing over here?
- I didn't want to eat the fish.
It's okay, we'll eat
something else. Come on.
Hey, wait a second. Are you his dad?
- Yeah.
- No.
- Hey, hey, wait. Wait a second. Wait.
- Hey.
- Back the fuck up, pal.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey!
- Back up.
- What's going on here, friend?
- Back up, bro.
- I'm just asking a question.
Or you're gonna eat your fucking teeth.
- Hey.
- [phone camera clicking]
- [grunting]
- [car approaching]
- Hey!
- Hey, what the fuck's going on?
[Cliff Broward] Hey, come on! Get off
- Alright, alright!
- Let's go. We gotta go. We gotta go.
Let's go, let's go.
Come on, come on, buddy.
[trucker] Jesus Christ!
[tires screeching]
[rain pattering]
[thunder rumbling]
[Anthony] [clearing throat] Hey.
We should head out soon.
It's getting late.
Yeah, uh, yeah.
- Hey, boss?
- Yeah.
Why a priest?
- I'm sorry?
- I don't know, I I used to see, uh,
all the priests in the
hallways at school, and I just
I wondered, like, what do they
got to look forward to, you know?
Poverty, obedience, chastity.
I don't know.
Feels like they're missing out
on all the good things in life.
Um, it was a feeling, I guess.
Yeah.
That, uh, there was something beyond me,
and I wanted to get closer
to the source of it.
But the longer I stayed,
the further away I felt.
Yeah.
- Hey, Grasso.
- [bag zipping]
Yeah?
Did you happen to, uh, do a
Task Force initiation interview?
Yeah, yeah, downtown. Central office.
Remember who you interviewed with?
Ah, it was a lady, I mean,
I I can't remember her name.
- I can find it for you.
- Nah, that's okay.
What about Aleah and Lizzie?
Did did they have the same process?
I mean, Aleah, yeah.
Sometimes the Staties, they
got their own screwed-up system
- they gotta pass through.
- Right, yeah.
Why?
Oh, nothing, it's just,
SAC's on me about submitted paperwork.
You know how it is.
- Ready?
- [Tom] Mm.
[rain pattering] - ["Night
Swimming" by Soccer Mommy playing]
I want someone
who's following a dream ♪
Someone like me ♪
Who feels the air inside
their body running free ♪
I want the breeze ♪
Well, the moon is in ♪
- [music stops abruptly]
- Oh, I'm not I'm I'm good.
Oh, come on. Come on.
It'll be good practice for me.
Every Wednesday, I do a a magic show
at the Riddle Retirement Home.
- Okay.
- Alright, cool.
So, just stop the deck
whenever you're ready.
You sure?
Alright, pick your card. Cool.
Don't show it to me.
Do whatever you need.
When you're ready,
stick it back in there.
Alright, so I'm thinking, I don't know.
- [cards flapping]
- Two?
Three? No? Okay.
Fine. Boom!
- [claps] Got it.
- Alright.
Alright, you ready? Hoo-ah!
[laughing] Yeah, that's
that's it. That was pretty good.
Who's to say it was magic?
Luce, what are you doing?
It's not even 9:30.
Some rich kid from Malvern's
throwing a house party, and we're going.
- Okay.
- And you're driving us, Mr. Abracadabra.
- [Charlotte] Who wants a cherry bomb? Emily?
- Oh, um
No, she doesn't want that.
Don't pressure her into it.
- Yeah. Okay.
- What's in there?
Cherry water ice with a
teeny, tiny, fuck-ton of vodka.
Let's go. Emily, you coming?
Apparently, there's a Koi pond
in the dining room.
- Whoo-whoo!
- [chuckles] Yeah, I'll go.
Oh. [laughing]
[Lucy] Are you coming
or not, Mr. Abracadabra?
[keys jingling]
This is your plan? Canada?
I'll head up there first with Cliff.
Set everything up already.
Set everything up? What'd you set up?
We get the money tonight.
We cross the border tomorrow.
How?
In a truck.
Guy called Bartosz is gonna take us.
He was a friend of your father's.
- [sighs]
- Once we get settled,
you bring the kids.
[chuckles] And what?
We, like, make our own Gilligan's Island
out in Timbuktu?
What about school?
I don't see a school
anywhere around here.
Or friends. Or a grocery store.
Or a doctor's office
when the kids get a fever.
The kids aren't comin'. I'm not comin'.
In a lifetime full of stupid ideas,
this one takes the cake.
I can't live without my kids.
Well, maybe you should
have thought about that
before you started robbing those houses.
You're not gonna ruin their lives
just 'cause you ruined yours.
You have until tomorrow morning.
If you haven't turned
Sam in by then, I will.
[door opens, closes]
I think it's 500 kilograms.
- You think?
- Times nine.
- Just keep going.
- Alright.
You'll get it, don't worry.
[knocking]
[sighs] Will you get
the door, please, Kev?
[thunder rumbling]
[door opens]
- [Perry] Hey, Kev.
- [Kevin] Oh, hey, Uncle Per.
[Perry] I got something for you.
- You're growing like a weed, kid.
- [door closes]
Hey, hey. What's cookin'?
- [Rachel] Hi, Uncle Perry.
- [Perry] Hey, how are you?
- You doing homework?
- [Rachel] Yeah.
- [Perry] Alright.
- What are you doing here, Per?
Stopped at Cantrell's,
got the kids some sundaes.
We were just about to have dinner.
It's alright.
Why don't you kids go in the den,
wait for your mom
to call you for dinner, okay?
You wanna sit down?
Just wanna talk to you
about what's going on with you and Jay.
- "Going on"?
- Yeah.
Mm, I've been hearing rumors
about you and Billy Prendergrast.
Rumors saying
that's why Billy was killed.
Okay, so, Billy and I were a thing.
It's not like Jay
hasn't had other women.
He's had [chuckles]
plenty of other women.
Well, it seems a bit more
than a thing, though.
It sounds like you were making plans
to have a life without Jay.
I'm gonna give you a chance here.
It's just me and you.
You tell me you got nothing
to do with what's going on.
What are you talkin' about?
You know exactly what the fuck
I'm talkin' about.
The crew that's been robbing us.
- You got nothing to do with that?
- [scoffs]
You're you're crazy, Per.
- You're really asking me that?
- Yeah.
Why would I do that?
- Why would I hurt Jay like that?
- I could think of a reason.
- Okay.
- Destroy his business, right?
Ruin it so bad that
the Mother Club sends me in
to clean it up, get rid of him.
- You can fly away free as a bird, right?
- No.
[Rachel] Mom, do you know
the Disney Plus password?
[grunting]
Now, you tell me again.
You got nothin' to do
with what's going on.
I had nothing to do with this.
Hey.
If you want out, it's okay.
I'll set up you and the kids
somewhere he will never find you.
[Rachel] Mom, the password!
[Robbie] Hey, Harp?
["More Than This"
by Roxy Music playing]
What are you doing?
Why are you dressed like that?
Harper Caroline Prendergrast,
may I have this dance?
- Not now.
- Dance with me.
- [sighs]
- We gotta practice.
- Practice for what?
- Father-daughter dance.
[whooshing] Don't wanna embarrass you
in front of the other kids.
No, you're not gonna embarrass me.
- [snapping] Are you kiddin'?
- [Harper giggling]
- Have we met? Hm?
- No.
[Robbie laughing]
Dare we to try for a spin, or
- No, we don't dare. Dad.
- Maybe one?
- Okay.
- Let's go.
- Hey!
- [giggles]
That felt pretty damn good, huh?
Huh? Maybe we'll be king
and queen of the dance.
You know
you know, your mother
was a great dancer.
- I took her over to Wagon Wheel
- I don't wanna talk about Mom.
Turn the music off.
I don't feel like dancing.
- [music continues playing]
- [Harper sighs softly]
Ooh, there's nothing ♪
- [turns off music]
- [Robbie sighs]
Dad, what's going on?
What do you mean?
Just have a feeling
that something's wrong.
[sighs]
Same feeling I had
right before Mom left, so.
[sighs] Scared.
Don't be scared.
I really am.
Nothing to be scared about.
[sighs] Dad.
Mm-hmm.
I didn't get us the tickets
for the dance.
Why not?
I don't know, just didn't
think you wanted to go.
So, I just put the money
back in your wallet.
Mm.
Well
Guess we better make the most
of this one then, huh?
[Robbie sighs]
[somber music playing]
[tense music playing]
[radio chatter]
[officer] [on radio] SWAT,
report to staging location, over.
[SWAT member 1] Three cameras in place.
[officer] Copy that, S-Units
have visuals at the entrance.
[SWAT member 2] SWAT in position.
[SWAT member 1] Establishing
visuals at the entrance now.
I'm in position at the meet-up
spot. Do you have a visual?
[Lizzie Stover] [on radio]
Copy that, Grasso, we see you.
Mm, fucking thing.
Clinton. Charlie Granderson?
We faced each other in the
finals of the Police Pistol last year.
Oh. Oh, right.
Guys are still busting my nuts
about losing to you again.
I'll see you
back in the finals, Clinton.
[branches rustling]
What the hell is Police Pistol?
Marksmanship competition.
Statewide.
I beat him in the past two.
- Yeah, that's so cool.
- What?
Like having that one thing
that you're just, like,
fucking so good at, you know?
I feel like I don't know
what my, like
one thing is.
Bullseye.
- That is your nickname.
- No.
- Bullseye, mm-hmm.
- No, thank you.
100%. It's per it's perfect.
Why do people have to have nicknames?
It builds camaraderie.
You know, I played softball
in high school
and at the beginning of the season,
we would give everyone a nickname.
And, um, and I would go and make
these patches with the nicknames
and we'd put them on everyone's jerseys.
We won the league title
three years in a row.
- Because you made patches?
- No, because we were friends.
Because we had each other's backs.
Yeah, I'm cool with not being friends.
I'm gonna make you a patch.
- Do not make me a patch.
- Oh, my God. Yeah.
What the fuck I'ma do with a patch?
[police radio chatter]
- How we lookin'?
- Oh.
Hey, Mike,
this is SSRA Kathleen McGinty.
- How you doing?
- Nice to meet you.
All units are settin' up.
Cliff should be here any minute.
Hey, did you hear anything
on what we talked about earlier?
Nothing yet.
[police radio chatter continues]
[dramatic music playing]
[Cliff] This one here.
[SWAT member] [on radio]
Surveillance, you got point.
Let us know when
the car enters the park.
[car engine starting]
[officer] [on radio]
Maintain radio silence.
Five minutes out.
Ready positions, everyone.
Hey, I'm gonna pull in here.
I see you.
[Robbie] Keep me on the
line like we talked about.
Give 'em the sample,
and if they want the rest,
tell 'em we need to see the money first.
And as soon as you get it,
I'll drive over.
[indistinct chatter]
[Cliff] Pulling up to the park now.
[officer] [on radio]
White sedan approaching.
Heading southbound, Pierson Road.
Turning into the park.
Ready positions, everyone.
Grasso, you in position?
Yep. Ready-ready, boss.
I got eyes on him now.
[Tom] Can anyone see inside that car?
[officer] Not yet, sir. No sight line.
[Tom] [on radio] I need a headcount.
[officer] [on radio]
Headcount is unclear, sir.
- [Anthony] He's not he's not stopping.
- [Tom] Fuck!
Text him. Do it now.
Let him know you're there.
CID, right now, I need
a visual inside that car.
- Is there a kid in the car?
- [Anthony] You see that? He's coming back around.
[CID 1] Copy that.
Establishing visuals now.
[CID 2] No sight line on the backseat.
Let's make a decision.
What are we doing?
[Tom] Hey, does anyone
have a visual inside that car?
What are we doing here?
We're gonna take him or what?
- Is there a kid in the car?
- What are we doing, Tom?
We're gonna fuckin' lose him.
Let's take him.
- [Michael Dorsey] Tom.
- Is there a kid?
You need to make a decision
right now, Tom.
We're running out of time.
Take the car at the exit. Take it.
- [sirens wailing]
- [tires screeching]
[SWAT] Show me your
hands! Put your hands in the air.
- [softly] Jesus Christ.
- [SWAT] Show me your hands.
Hands up! Show me your hands!
Hands up! Hands up!
[tense music playing]
Show us your hands.
Put your hands in the air.
[Aleah] What are you doing here?
Our our dog ran away earlier.
- [police radio chatter]
- Oh, for fuck's sake.
- False alarm.
- [under breath] Fuck.
[police radio chatter continues]
He's here.
[sighs]
- Hey.
- [Robbie] He text you yet?
Not yet.
Still waitin'.
Wait.
He's here.
[Robbie] Stay cool.
Money first, then the drugs.
They don't control
the situation, alright?
- [Cliff] Oh, shit!
- [crashing]
Cliff, what what's happening?
- [tires screeching]
- [banging]
[Robbie] Cliff, fucking talk to me.
- Cliff, Cliff.
- Fuck.
[Robbie] What's happening? Talk to me.
[Cliff] Get out of there!
Robbie, get out!
Cliff. Cliff, Cliff, Cliff!
[pounding]
[car horn honking]
[tense music playing]
- Oh, shit!
- [engine revving]
- [tires screeching]
- [crashing]
[engine revving]
Come on, Cliff!
[pounding] Fuck!
- Cliff!
- [car door closes]
Cliff!
[Dorsey] We're gonna leave a
few patrol units on Kingston Road
in case there's any
suspicious cars in the area.
I'm gonna need your reports in my office
first thing tomorrow morning,
and if any of you were
[voice fades out]
Wanna wrap it up, Tom?
- Tom.
- [clicking tongue]
I appreciate you all being here.
We're gonna maintain surveillance
and update you all in the morning.
Dismissed.
[dramatic music playing]
[muffled pop music playing]
- [Anthony] things that happened.
- [Lizzie] Oh, my God.
- He's amazing.
- [Anthony] You never heard that?
- [bartender] Hey, guys.
- [Anthony] Aw, thanks, brother.
- [bartender] On the house.
- Appreciate that.
Oh.
- [glasses clinking]
- [Anthony] Cheers.
[pop music continues playing]
Oh, my God, what the fuck
is that, Jaeger?
- We really screwed the pooch today, huh?
- Mm.
What do you think happened?
He just got cold feet, or
Cliff was never coming to that park.
- Why not?
- Well, Ray Lyman's a lifelong criminal.
He's not just gonna rat out his friend.
- Mm.
- I mean, he he played us.
Mm.
["Sweet Escape"
by Gwen Stefani playing]
- Oh, no.
- What's up?
This is my song.
This is not this is not your song.
- What do you mean, it's not my song?
- This is not your
[laughing] - You gotta know the
lyrics for something to be your song.
Oh, it's not about the lyrics,
Grasso, it's about the feeling.
- Oh, right.
- Any DJ worth his salt would know that.
- Alright.
- Come on, get up.
Nah. I can't.
What, you wanna be Grassa-No-Pussy
- the rest of your life?
- That's
- Ahh.
- I can't believe you just said that. No.
- Ooh, yeah!
- But first of all, - let me say ♪
- Please don't leave me here alone.
- Oh, God.
- It's really embarrassing.
- Okay. Alright.
'Cause I've been acting like sour
milk all on the floor - I'm coming.
It's your fault, you didn't shut
the refrigerator - It's happening.
It's happening.
If I could escape ♪
And recreate a place
that's my own world ♪
[Lizzie singing along] Own world ♪
And I could be
your favorite girl forever ♪
- Perfectly together ♪
- Alright.
And tell me, boy, now, wouldn't
that be sweet - Alright. Alright.
If I could be sweet, so sweet ♪
I know I've been a real bad girl ♪
I didn't mean for you
to get hurt whatsoever ♪
We can make it better ♪
Tell me, boy, now,
wouldn't that be sweet ♪
- Woo-hoo, woo-hoo ♪
- I wanna get away, get away ♪
Woo-hoo ♪
[Anthony moaning]
[both breathing heavily]
[heavy breathing continues]
- What? What's wrong?
- Hm?
Do you want some KY?
'Cause I got tons of stuff.
No. No, no, no, no.
What is going on with your belt?
- Hey, uh
- Tight.
- Is this the marriage bed?
- What?
Uh, the marriage bed, you know?
Where where you and your
- where you and your husband would, um
- No, there's no more marriage.
God, it was like
the worst mistake of my life.
- Yeah, but I'm saying, but this was the bed your ex
- He was so
Mm, where the
it was the bed that you slept in
- with your ex, I mean
- Mm, yeah, well, I mean,
we had to sleep somewhere, and this
is the bed that we got from Macy's
So, it was a little bit
of a sacred place.
- Sacred.
- Sacred?
- No, I mean
- No?
We barely had sex, like,
once a month, you know?
- Twice if it was someone's birthday but, I mean, that
- But maybe we could move
to a we could do it
not around here, you know?
- What?
- But not here, you know?
What
I'm not 18, Grasso, I'm not gonna, like,
fuck you on my rug or
or bend over the side
of my recliner, I mean
Yeah.
I'm sorry, I can't, I gotta just
[exhales sharply]
[Lizzie sighs]
[Anthony sighs]
Why? What's the matter?
Nothing. Nothing, just
I don't wanna, um [clicking tongue]
I don't wanna
I want to.
Obviously.
Just, you know?
Just somewhere else.
That would be yeah. Is that okay?
Okay.
[whispering] Okay.
- [Lizzie chuckles]
- [Anthony sighs]
[exhales sharply]
[whispering]
Good night, Grassa-No-Pussy.
No. [chuckles]
[Lizzie laughing]
[Emily sighing, groaning]
- You got it?
- Yeah.
- [Leo] Shh.
- God, I'm sorry. [sniffling]
- Fuck. Fuck.
- What?
I don't I don't feel good,
I think I'm
- Shh.
- I think I'm gonna get sick.
[vomiting, coughing]
- Oh, my God.
- [Emily retching]
What the hell happened? You're bleeding.
- No. No, no, no, just
- Did something explode
- inside of your body?
- No, it's just cherry water ice.
- [Tom] What's going on?
- Oh, fuck!
- Um, uh
- Who are you?
She's not okay. Uh, L-Leo Marianelli.
- [Emily coughing]
- Um, I'm a daughter.
I I'm not your daughter,
I'm your friend's daughter.
- What's happening here?
- Uh, she's not okay.
She, uh, I think she ate,
like, bad shellfish.
I think it's time
for you to beat it, Leo.
Yeah, you're you're right.
But is she okay?
- Beat it.
- Okay. Alright.
- [door opens]
- Bye, Em.
- [door closes]
- [Emily sighs, sniffles]
[Tom] Alright.
Head upstairs.
I'll I'll clean this up.
Come on, let's go.
[Emily groaning]
Thank you.
Thank you, Dad, I'm really
[sniffling] I'm really grateful.
I'm so grateful for everything
you've ever done.
- What are you talking about?
- Nothing, I'm not talking about
I'm not talking about anything,
just like you want me to.
- Emily
- I heard you
and Sara on the porch last night.
[sobbing] You said everything
that you needed to say, right?
- Emily.
- Just stop.
You know what, maybe I should
maybe I should just leave, too.
That's it. Maybe I'll just go.
I'm really sorry that you
adopted me, and I'm really sorry
that I ruined
your perfect fucking lives.
Emily.
- Can we talk?
- [door slamming]
[somber music playing]
- Where the fuck's the rest of it?
- Wasn't on him.
Went through every inch of that car.
That's all I found.
- You recognize it?
- [gun clicking]
Mm-mm.
[door opens]
- He's not talking.
- Mm-hmm.
And when he does talk,
he's not making any sense.
[Cliff groaning]
[Cliff continues groaning]
I can make this quick, Cliff.
I know you weren't working alone.
Who
was tipping you off to those houses?
[Cliff grunting]
You just whisper it in my ear.
- [Cliff whimpering]
- And it's all over.
Jayson.
[whispering] Yeah. I'm right here.
You just whisper it in my ear.
- [Cliff breathing shakily]
- It's okay.
[spitting]
[Cliff grunting]
[Cliff continues groaning]
[Jayson chuckles]
[Jayson whistling, snapping]
[Saran Wrap crinkling]
[Cliff whimpering]
[Cliff shouting]
[muffled screaming]
[muffled grunting]
[muffled grunting continues]
[grunting stops]
[soft, dramatic music playing]
[Perry sniffles]
♪
- [phone buzzing]
- [Tom sighs]
- Hey, Aleah.
- [Aleah] Go to your email.
Confirmed tip came in.
Eddystone PD investigated
an assault report
at a trucking depot.
We were able to download
an evidence photo
off the victim's iPhone.
That's him, right? That's Sam?
Yeah, it's him.
[dramatic music continues playing]
Sub extracted from file & improved by
♪
[gentle music playing]
[Joe Easley] Dark Hearts are
getting info from someone, Tom.
How tight's your circle on this?
[Kathleen McGinty] State
Trooper Elizabeth Stover,
Sergeant Detective Aleah Clinton,
CD Anthony Grasso.
[gentle music continues playing]
[Joe] My advice? Suspect everyone.
[muffled chatter]
[voices clearing]
[Anthony Grasso]
all comms as we speak,
and PSP will be puttin'
their copter on standby for us.
There he is now.
Tom, this is my chief, Michael
Dorsey. Mike, Tom Brandis.
- Tom Brandis.
- Pleasure meeting you, Tom.
Did Grasso brief ya
on what we got avail?
Yeah, CID, SWAT, and you got
a copter standing by.
- Thanks.
- Anything you think we missed?
Uh, I think we bring in
County Forensics.
Once the scene is secure, we're
gonna want to have it processed.
Alright, everyone, listen up!
This is Special Agent Tom Brandis
with the Tri-County Task Force.
He's gonna be, uh, handling
the briefing this morning.
And I think most of you are
familiar with this knucklehead.
Look at that shiny jacket.
- [laughter]
- Hey, do we all have to bow
when you walk in the room now,
Lord Grasso?
[laughter]
- Uh, good morning.
- [officers] Morning.
I appreciate you all jumping in
to help us out tonight.
Inside your packets,
you'll see your assignments.
Our target is this man, Cliff Broward.
He's wanted in the shooting
deaths of three individuals
and the kidnapping of a six-year-old boy
named Samuel Nance.
Now, Cliff is coming
to Bailey Park at 11 p.m.
to conduct what he believes
is a drug deal.
We are the buyer.
Please note your positions on the map.
- Where are my S-Units?
- [detectives murmuring]
Alright, along with the boy,
there may be another
individual inside that car.
What do we know
about the other individual?
[Tom Brandis] Well, we
believe he's part of the crew
that's been raiding these drug houses.
Assume he's high-risk.
Now, once Cliff is in the park,
we're gonna shut down
these access points,
here, here, and here.
- TFO Grasso will be stationed
- [wolf whistle]
at the picnic area here and
he'll be in contact with Cliff.
What's our line of communication
with the target?
- Aleah.
- [Aleah Clinton] We confiscated a burner
belonging to a felon named Ray Lyman.
Cliff believes he's been communicating
with Lyman about the meet-up.
When Cliff enters the park,
I'll send him a message
instructing him to approach
the picnic area.
Once he's outside his vehicle,
Alpha Team will take the target
and Bravo will hit the car.
Now, assuming
our six-year-old Sam's there,
TFOs Clinton and Stover
will be responsible
for gettin' him away
from the scene once he's secure.
Tom, we got any indication
that this kid is still alive?
No.
But until we know otherwise,
we're gonna act as though he is.
[dramatic music playing]
[clucking]
[birdsong]
[Robbie Prendergrast] There you go.
[sighs]
- How you feelin'?
- Couldn't sleep.
I just wanna get this money and
get the fuck out of here, you know?
I called Bartosz.
He still drives that truck route
up through Canada.
He's willing to take us?
He wants to meet this afternoon,
- talk about payment.
- [footsteps approaching]
I'm gonna drop the kids
at school and head to work.
Alright.
[Maeve] Sam's still sleepin'.
What are you gonna do with him?
I'll figure somethin' out.
That father-daughter dance is tomorrow.
You better let Harper
know you're not going.
[footsteps receding]
What were you looking for
in these old albums, anyway?
I'm just taking a stroll
down memory lane.
- [Donna chuckles]
- Give me them.
[sighs, sniffles]
Put a little more coffee on.
Yeah, you can put a little coffee on.
What?
You think you just show up here
once a month,
you fuck me, and then
I wait on you hand and foot?
I thought we had a nice time last night.
What are we going backwards for?
- "Nice time." [scoffs]
- Yeah.
What would you call it?
Last night?
Um, about four and a half minutes.
[laughing]
My darling, sexy sweetheart,
would you pretty please
put on another fuckin' cup
of coffee for me?
Well, when you put it like that.
[Perry sighs deeply]
[phone buzzing]
[vehicle approaching]
[dog barking]
[Perry clearing throat]
[exhales sharply]
Good mornin'.
What's the latest?
- It's good to see you, too.
- Mm.
We ID'd one member of the crew.
His name's Cliff Broward.
He's a trash collector
out in Drexel Hill.
Put a car on his house last
night, but he never showed.
You're telling me we're being
robbed blind by a garbage man?
What's his connection to us?
- [paper rustling]
- The Feds came by yesterday.
Check this out.
What's it say, Perry?
It's a ballistics report
confirming that the gun
that was used to kill Warren Clarke
belongs to one of us.
Alright. One of us. [scoffs]
Yeah, they matched the slugs
to a gun that was used
at the Zephyr Bar shootout in Reading.
Yeah, which members were out
in Reading with you?
That's the thing, I was just
goin' through the pics.
There was about 50 of us
out there that weekend,
so any one of us
could have pulled the trigger.
What are you thinking?
Business is good, you know.
It's quiet. So, why fuck with it?
Yeah, but someone is fuckin' with it.
Which means it's gotta be
something fuckin' personal.
- Right.
- Someone wants Jayson out.
You say that like you got an idea.
I'm sniffin' around.
Seems to me that
you're sniffin' something else.
Mother Club met again this morning.
I wasn't aware of a meeting.
Why wasn't I aware?
Because you were here dealing with this.
They want Jayson out.
I just need a little more time.
- I need a couple of days.
- No.
- I can salvage
- Enough!
I'm done letting you
protect this motherfucker.
The call's been made.
It's happening Friday.
And knowing how you feel about him,
I wouldn't stick around
to see it go down.
Now, get out.
[car engine starting]
[Meg] I'm sorry you're caught
in the middle of all this.
[Emily] It's it's fine.
I sort of expected it.
Sara and I haven't been
close in a while.
At the time my mom died,
they hadn't talked
in something like two years?
And what changed between them?
When things got really hard with Ethan,
Sara flew in from Chicago
and she gave my mom
and dad an ultimatum.
She saw how Ethan's issues
were affecting them,
and she said that
if they continued to live
in Ethan's war zone
that's what she called it, a war zone
that it would destroy us,
and she wasn't going
to stick around to watch.
So, she thought they were
choosing Ethan over her?
And what did your parents say?
Just that they weren't
gonna give up on him.
[sobbing]
And I think she just wanted
her parents back, you know.
Like how it was before us.
I suspect that
Sara thought she'd have more time
to repair things with your mom.
[sighs]
Sometimes I think about their lives
without me and Ethan.
And what does that look like?
Happy.
And [sighs] and I'm not [sniffles]
Like, I'm I'm so grateful.
You know, I'm really,
I'm I'm so grateful
that they adopted us.
- But
- But what?
I don't know, some
sometimes I think that's
Sometimes I think that's all
I'm ever allowed to feel.
You know?
- Gratitude?
- [sighs]
Like
God forbid I ever get annoyed.
Or seem unhappy,
or or get pissed off.
Like like, I'm supposed
to just always feel so lucky
that I've been given a second chance.
I don't know, man. I don't
[laughing]
I don't feel I don't feel lucky.
You didn't ask to be
part of this family.
They chose to adopt you.
And Ethan.
Then why do I feel like
I have to constantly apologize
for their decision?
You think the leak's comin'
from inside Task?
Easley does.
I didn't ask about Easley.
I I don't know this group.
I've spent all of four days
with them. Did you vet 'em?
As well as we vet any of our teams.
When's the meet with Broward
set for tonight?
11 p.m., Bailey Park.
Yeah, let's just stick with the plan.
No, I'm not convinced
it's coming from our side.
Well, where else is it
gonna come from, Kath?
Patrol. Informants.
PACIC bulletins
posted across agencies
We didn't put a bulletin out
for this very reason!
Intel could have slipped through
the cracks. It happens all the time.
Right.
Just focus on tonight.
I'll dig in here and circle back
once I know something.
[Tom sighs]
[sighs]
It's me. We may have a problem.
[dramatic music playing]
[Perry Dorazo] Shane!
[lighter clicking closed]
[Perry inhales sharply]
What's going on with you, kiddo?
Going on? [snickering]
Nothing's going on.
- No?
- No.
You're not yourself.
Something's eating at you.
Per, if I knew anything
you didn't think
I'd have told you by now?
Things are looking very bad for Jay,
unless we get somewhere on this fast.
[Perry sighs]
Vincent drove down this morning.
You understand what that means, right?
I don't know.
It's just
Things have been upside-down
ever since Billy died.
Billy? Our Billy?
Yeah, a lot of members weren't
happy about how it went down.
- Hell, I wasn't happy about how it went down.
- Well, wait a minute.
How what do you mean,
how it went down?
Billy was filching from our suppliers.
- They didn't have a choice.
- He wasn't skimmin' no money.
Never happened.
Billy was running around with Eryn.
Jayson found out, and he was just
insane with rage.
So, we picked Billy up one night.
Me, Break, Nance, Jay.
Told him we was going up
to the Elks Lodge.
Meet some girls there, party.
As soon as we got there, Jay just
exploded.
He wouldn't stop hittin' Billy.
He hit him so hard
so long
his head opened up.
Just, there was nothin'
we could do for him.
We dug a hole in the woods
out there and
and that's when Jay
came to you with that story
that he'd been stealing money.
It's been following us around
like a curse ever since.
["Crossroads" by The
Allman Brothers Band playing]
Crossroads ♪
Seem to come and go, yeah ♪
- [both laughing]
- Dad!
- [Robbie chuckles]
- [Maeve and Billy laughing]
[Harper] Mom! Mom, look!
[Maeve] Wrong way!
[Robbie laughing]
[Billy Prendergrast] Whoo!
[chuckles]
Ooh.
- [bottle cap hissing]
- [Billy spitting]
You know those are twist-offs, right?
Muscle memory, brother.
- [Robbie] Oh, yeah.
- [Maeve] Whoo!
[Robbie laughing]
Yeah, you seriously
are the worst fuckin' dancer
I've ever seen. [laughing]
Jealous? Jealous.
- Of that?
- Mm-hmm.
You're just mad that
I've got Mom's rhythm,
and you got stuck
with the old man's genes.
[Robbie] Mm.
[Billy] God damn.
- [faint laughter]
- [music continues playing]
[Billy sighs]
[Billy] Look at this place.
[inhales sharply]
How'd we get this whole joint
to ourselves, huh?
[Harper chattering indistinctly]
What's the latest there? Hm?
[sighs] Don't ask me.
I don't know what to think anymore.
You don't know or she don't know?
Says she feels, uh, suffocated.
I touch her, she pulls away
like I'm diseased.
- Kids feeling it too?
- Yeah.
Look at Harp, won't let
her mother out of her sight.
She's like, scared if she
looks away, she'll run off.
I think sometimes when
we're too deep into something
we just can't see what others see.
Even when we know something's over,
we're just not ready to accept it.
- I don't wanna let her go.
- [sighs]
Robbie.
She's already gone.
Just let her go.
See if she finds someone better.
Better? Better ain't
gonna be hard to find.
Maybe she'll find someone handsomer.
Better teeth. More money.
- Bigger cock.
- [chuckles]
Shit, I could throw a stone
and hit a dozen squirrels
with a bigger cock than you.
[laughing] You fuckin' dick.
It doesn't make it better.
'Cause Robbie, I've been around
long enough to know
there ain't no better.
- I love you, brother.
- [patting shoulder]
[woman] Hey, hey!
Hey, I thought you said that was over.
I tried.
[chuckling] I swear to Christ, I tried.
Givin' me a goddamn speech
about not seeing
what other people fuckin' see?
I know, I'm a fucking hypocrite. [sighs]
Close my eyes. I'm a happy blind man.
[laughing]
[grunting] - Sunbeams
shining - through her hair ♪
Appearing not to have a care ♪
- [Billy and Erin laughing]
- Well, pick up your gear ♪
And Gypsy, roll on ♪
- Roll ♪
- [Eryn] Whoo!
- [music stops abruptly]
- [birdsong]
[phone buzzing]
[Robbie] Come on out, Cliffy.
Gotta go meet Bartosz.
- Robbie, I caught one!
- Hey, hey!
Panfish.
He'll make a good dinner.
- We're gonna eat him?
- Heck, yeah.
A little flour, butter,
right in the hot pan.
Make it nice and crispy.
- Robbie?
- Mm-hmm?
I'm ready to go home now.
Okay. [grunting]
Let me just, uh, uh, talk to your folks.
Now, I gotta tell you,
we'll miss you when you're gone.
- [country music playing]
- [people chattering]
- Where is he?
- The office.
Take me to the dance
and hold me tight ♪
Hey. I've been calling you.
Got some good news. You want a drink?
- Sure.
- [chuckles] Oh.
- [liquid pouring]
- We got him.
We fuckin' got him.
- [chains rattling]
- [glass breaking]
- [groaning]
- You lied to me, kiddo.
[Jayson grunting]
- You lied to me about Billy.
- Fuck.
That's when all this shit started.
He wasn't skimmin' funds.
I am trying very hard
to help you out of this mess,
but you are making it
very fucking difficult!
[Jayson groaning]
- [Perry sighs]
- [chair scraping]
[grunting]
[chain rattling]
[sniffling] Now I got that off my
chest, what's your good news?
[laughing]
[spitting]
[sniffling]
Our informant came through.
Cliff Broward's coming
to the park tonight.
When?
[sniffling] 11 p.m.
Keep the group small.
Lieutenants only.
Everyone meets here at 8:30.
I'm sorry, Per.
She was gonna take the kids.
She was gonna leave me.
I know. Get out.
[door opens, closes]
[dramatic music playing]
Alright, sit tight. I'll be back in ten.
- There he is.
- Ah.
Nice to see you.
Now, come on, step inside my office.
[Cliff sighs]
- [people chattering]
- [light splashing]
- [Cliff sighs]
- [seatbelt clicking]
[softly clicking]
[soft, dramatic music playing]
[people chattering in distance]
[lighter flicking]
Hey, kid.
You alright?
Yeah.
Where are your parents?
Visiting my grandmother.
How'd you get out here?
Robbie.
I'll call you tomorrow morning
to confirm the departure time.
Okay.
[banging door] Hey, where's Sam?
[clapping] Cliff, where's Sam?
Fuck!
Sam!
- Sam?
- Sam!
What's your number?
610-244-97
Hey, there you are.
- What are you doing over here?
- I didn't want to eat the fish.
It's okay, we'll eat
something else. Come on.
Hey, wait a second. Are you his dad?
- Yeah.
- No.
- Hey, hey, wait. Wait a second. Wait.
- Hey.
- Back the fuck up, pal.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey!
- Back up.
- What's going on here, friend?
- Back up, bro.
- I'm just asking a question.
Or you're gonna eat your fucking teeth.
- Hey.
- [phone camera clicking]
- [grunting]
- [car approaching]
- Hey!
- Hey, what the fuck's going on?
[Cliff Broward] Hey, come on! Get off
- Alright, alright!
- Let's go. We gotta go. We gotta go.
Let's go, let's go.
Come on, come on, buddy.
[trucker] Jesus Christ!
[tires screeching]
[rain pattering]
[thunder rumbling]
[Anthony] [clearing throat] Hey.
We should head out soon.
It's getting late.
Yeah, uh, yeah.
- Hey, boss?
- Yeah.
Why a priest?
- I'm sorry?
- I don't know, I I used to see, uh,
all the priests in the
hallways at school, and I just
I wondered, like, what do they
got to look forward to, you know?
Poverty, obedience, chastity.
I don't know.
Feels like they're missing out
on all the good things in life.
Um, it was a feeling, I guess.
Yeah.
That, uh, there was something beyond me,
and I wanted to get closer
to the source of it.
But the longer I stayed,
the further away I felt.
Yeah.
- Hey, Grasso.
- [bag zipping]
Yeah?
Did you happen to, uh, do a
Task Force initiation interview?
Yeah, yeah, downtown. Central office.
Remember who you interviewed with?
Ah, it was a lady, I mean,
I I can't remember her name.
- I can find it for you.
- Nah, that's okay.
What about Aleah and Lizzie?
Did did they have the same process?
I mean, Aleah, yeah.
Sometimes the Staties, they
got their own screwed-up system
- they gotta pass through.
- Right, yeah.
Why?
Oh, nothing, it's just,
SAC's on me about submitted paperwork.
You know how it is.
- Ready?
- [Tom] Mm.
[rain pattering] - ["Night
Swimming" by Soccer Mommy playing]
I want someone
who's following a dream ♪
Someone like me ♪
Who feels the air inside
their body running free ♪
I want the breeze ♪
Well, the moon is in ♪
- [music stops abruptly]
- Oh, I'm not I'm I'm good.
Oh, come on. Come on.
It'll be good practice for me.
Every Wednesday, I do a a magic show
at the Riddle Retirement Home.
- Okay.
- Alright, cool.
So, just stop the deck
whenever you're ready.
You sure?
Alright, pick your card. Cool.
Don't show it to me.
Do whatever you need.
When you're ready,
stick it back in there.
Alright, so I'm thinking, I don't know.
- [cards flapping]
- Two?
Three? No? Okay.
Fine. Boom!
- [claps] Got it.
- Alright.
Alright, you ready? Hoo-ah!
[laughing] Yeah, that's
that's it. That was pretty good.
Who's to say it was magic?
Luce, what are you doing?
It's not even 9:30.
Some rich kid from Malvern's
throwing a house party, and we're going.
- Okay.
- And you're driving us, Mr. Abracadabra.
- [Charlotte] Who wants a cherry bomb? Emily?
- Oh, um
No, she doesn't want that.
Don't pressure her into it.
- Yeah. Okay.
- What's in there?
Cherry water ice with a
teeny, tiny, fuck-ton of vodka.
Let's go. Emily, you coming?
Apparently, there's a Koi pond
in the dining room.
- Whoo-whoo!
- [chuckles] Yeah, I'll go.
Oh. [laughing]
[Lucy] Are you coming
or not, Mr. Abracadabra?
[keys jingling]
This is your plan? Canada?
I'll head up there first with Cliff.
Set everything up already.
Set everything up? What'd you set up?
We get the money tonight.
We cross the border tomorrow.
How?
In a truck.
Guy called Bartosz is gonna take us.
He was a friend of your father's.
- [sighs]
- Once we get settled,
you bring the kids.
[chuckles] And what?
We, like, make our own Gilligan's Island
out in Timbuktu?
What about school?
I don't see a school
anywhere around here.
Or friends. Or a grocery store.
Or a doctor's office
when the kids get a fever.
The kids aren't comin'. I'm not comin'.
In a lifetime full of stupid ideas,
this one takes the cake.
I can't live without my kids.
Well, maybe you should
have thought about that
before you started robbing those houses.
You're not gonna ruin their lives
just 'cause you ruined yours.
You have until tomorrow morning.
If you haven't turned
Sam in by then, I will.
[door opens, closes]
I think it's 500 kilograms.
- You think?
- Times nine.
- Just keep going.
- Alright.
You'll get it, don't worry.
[knocking]
[sighs] Will you get
the door, please, Kev?
[thunder rumbling]
[door opens]
- [Perry] Hey, Kev.
- [Kevin] Oh, hey, Uncle Per.
[Perry] I got something for you.
- You're growing like a weed, kid.
- [door closes]
Hey, hey. What's cookin'?
- [Rachel] Hi, Uncle Perry.
- [Perry] Hey, how are you?
- You doing homework?
- [Rachel] Yeah.
- [Perry] Alright.
- What are you doing here, Per?
Stopped at Cantrell's,
got the kids some sundaes.
We were just about to have dinner.
It's alright.
Why don't you kids go in the den,
wait for your mom
to call you for dinner, okay?
You wanna sit down?
Just wanna talk to you
about what's going on with you and Jay.
- "Going on"?
- Yeah.
Mm, I've been hearing rumors
about you and Billy Prendergrast.
Rumors saying
that's why Billy was killed.
Okay, so, Billy and I were a thing.
It's not like Jay
hasn't had other women.
He's had [chuckles]
plenty of other women.
Well, it seems a bit more
than a thing, though.
It sounds like you were making plans
to have a life without Jay.
I'm gonna give you a chance here.
It's just me and you.
You tell me you got nothing
to do with what's going on.
What are you talkin' about?
You know exactly what the fuck
I'm talkin' about.
The crew that's been robbing us.
- You got nothing to do with that?
- [scoffs]
You're you're crazy, Per.
- You're really asking me that?
- Yeah.
Why would I do that?
- Why would I hurt Jay like that?
- I could think of a reason.
- Okay.
- Destroy his business, right?
Ruin it so bad that
the Mother Club sends me in
to clean it up, get rid of him.
- You can fly away free as a bird, right?
- No.
[Rachel] Mom, do you know
the Disney Plus password?
[grunting]
Now, you tell me again.
You got nothin' to do
with what's going on.
I had nothing to do with this.
Hey.
If you want out, it's okay.
I'll set up you and the kids
somewhere he will never find you.
[Rachel] Mom, the password!
[Robbie] Hey, Harp?
["More Than This"
by Roxy Music playing]
What are you doing?
Why are you dressed like that?
Harper Caroline Prendergrast,
may I have this dance?
- Not now.
- Dance with me.
- [sighs]
- We gotta practice.
- Practice for what?
- Father-daughter dance.
[whooshing] Don't wanna embarrass you
in front of the other kids.
No, you're not gonna embarrass me.
- [snapping] Are you kiddin'?
- [Harper giggling]
- Have we met? Hm?
- No.
[Robbie laughing]
Dare we to try for a spin, or
- No, we don't dare. Dad.
- Maybe one?
- Okay.
- Let's go.
- Hey!
- [giggles]
That felt pretty damn good, huh?
Huh? Maybe we'll be king
and queen of the dance.
You know
you know, your mother
was a great dancer.
- I took her over to Wagon Wheel
- I don't wanna talk about Mom.
Turn the music off.
I don't feel like dancing.
- [music continues playing]
- [Harper sighs softly]
Ooh, there's nothing ♪
- [turns off music]
- [Robbie sighs]
Dad, what's going on?
What do you mean?
Just have a feeling
that something's wrong.
[sighs]
Same feeling I had
right before Mom left, so.
[sighs] Scared.
Don't be scared.
I really am.
Nothing to be scared about.
[sighs] Dad.
Mm-hmm.
I didn't get us the tickets
for the dance.
Why not?
I don't know, just didn't
think you wanted to go.
So, I just put the money
back in your wallet.
Mm.
Well
Guess we better make the most
of this one then, huh?
[Robbie sighs]
[somber music playing]
[tense music playing]
[radio chatter]
[officer] [on radio] SWAT,
report to staging location, over.
[SWAT member 1] Three cameras in place.
[officer] Copy that, S-Units
have visuals at the entrance.
[SWAT member 2] SWAT in position.
[SWAT member 1] Establishing
visuals at the entrance now.
I'm in position at the meet-up
spot. Do you have a visual?
[Lizzie Stover] [on radio]
Copy that, Grasso, we see you.
Mm, fucking thing.
Clinton. Charlie Granderson?
We faced each other in the
finals of the Police Pistol last year.
Oh. Oh, right.
Guys are still busting my nuts
about losing to you again.
I'll see you
back in the finals, Clinton.
[branches rustling]
What the hell is Police Pistol?
Marksmanship competition.
Statewide.
I beat him in the past two.
- Yeah, that's so cool.
- What?
Like having that one thing
that you're just, like,
fucking so good at, you know?
I feel like I don't know
what my, like
one thing is.
Bullseye.
- That is your nickname.
- No.
- Bullseye, mm-hmm.
- No, thank you.
100%. It's per it's perfect.
Why do people have to have nicknames?
It builds camaraderie.
You know, I played softball
in high school
and at the beginning of the season,
we would give everyone a nickname.
And, um, and I would go and make
these patches with the nicknames
and we'd put them on everyone's jerseys.
We won the league title
three years in a row.
- Because you made patches?
- No, because we were friends.
Because we had each other's backs.
Yeah, I'm cool with not being friends.
I'm gonna make you a patch.
- Do not make me a patch.
- Oh, my God. Yeah.
What the fuck I'ma do with a patch?
[police radio chatter]
- How we lookin'?
- Oh.
Hey, Mike,
this is SSRA Kathleen McGinty.
- How you doing?
- Nice to meet you.
All units are settin' up.
Cliff should be here any minute.
Hey, did you hear anything
on what we talked about earlier?
Nothing yet.
[police radio chatter continues]
[dramatic music playing]
[Cliff] This one here.
[SWAT member] [on radio]
Surveillance, you got point.
Let us know when
the car enters the park.
[car engine starting]
[officer] [on radio]
Maintain radio silence.
Five minutes out.
Ready positions, everyone.
Hey, I'm gonna pull in here.
I see you.
[Robbie] Keep me on the
line like we talked about.
Give 'em the sample,
and if they want the rest,
tell 'em we need to see the money first.
And as soon as you get it,
I'll drive over.
[indistinct chatter]
[Cliff] Pulling up to the park now.
[officer] [on radio]
White sedan approaching.
Heading southbound, Pierson Road.
Turning into the park.
Ready positions, everyone.
Grasso, you in position?
Yep. Ready-ready, boss.
I got eyes on him now.
[Tom] Can anyone see inside that car?
[officer] Not yet, sir. No sight line.
[Tom] [on radio] I need a headcount.
[officer] [on radio]
Headcount is unclear, sir.
- [Anthony] He's not he's not stopping.
- [Tom] Fuck!
Text him. Do it now.
Let him know you're there.
CID, right now, I need
a visual inside that car.
- Is there a kid in the car?
- [Anthony] You see that? He's coming back around.
[CID 1] Copy that.
Establishing visuals now.
[CID 2] No sight line on the backseat.
Let's make a decision.
What are we doing?
[Tom] Hey, does anyone
have a visual inside that car?
What are we doing here?
We're gonna take him or what?
- Is there a kid in the car?
- What are we doing, Tom?
We're gonna fuckin' lose him.
Let's take him.
- [Michael Dorsey] Tom.
- Is there a kid?
You need to make a decision
right now, Tom.
We're running out of time.
Take the car at the exit. Take it.
- [sirens wailing]
- [tires screeching]
[SWAT] Show me your
hands! Put your hands in the air.
- [softly] Jesus Christ.
- [SWAT] Show me your hands.
Hands up! Show me your hands!
Hands up! Hands up!
[tense music playing]
Show us your hands.
Put your hands in the air.
[Aleah] What are you doing here?
Our our dog ran away earlier.
- [police radio chatter]
- Oh, for fuck's sake.
- False alarm.
- [under breath] Fuck.
[police radio chatter continues]
He's here.
[sighs]
- Hey.
- [Robbie] He text you yet?
Not yet.
Still waitin'.
Wait.
He's here.
[Robbie] Stay cool.
Money first, then the drugs.
They don't control
the situation, alright?
- [Cliff] Oh, shit!
- [crashing]
Cliff, what what's happening?
- [tires screeching]
- [banging]
[Robbie] Cliff, fucking talk to me.
- Cliff, Cliff.
- Fuck.
[Robbie] What's happening? Talk to me.
[Cliff] Get out of there!
Robbie, get out!
Cliff. Cliff, Cliff, Cliff!
[pounding]
[car horn honking]
[tense music playing]
- Oh, shit!
- [engine revving]
- [tires screeching]
- [crashing]
[engine revving]
Come on, Cliff!
[pounding] Fuck!
- Cliff!
- [car door closes]
Cliff!
[Dorsey] We're gonna leave a
few patrol units on Kingston Road
in case there's any
suspicious cars in the area.
I'm gonna need your reports in my office
first thing tomorrow morning,
and if any of you were
[voice fades out]
Wanna wrap it up, Tom?
- Tom.
- [clicking tongue]
I appreciate you all being here.
We're gonna maintain surveillance
and update you all in the morning.
Dismissed.
[dramatic music playing]
[muffled pop music playing]
- [Anthony] things that happened.
- [Lizzie] Oh, my God.
- He's amazing.
- [Anthony] You never heard that?
- [bartender] Hey, guys.
- [Anthony] Aw, thanks, brother.
- [bartender] On the house.
- Appreciate that.
Oh.
- [glasses clinking]
- [Anthony] Cheers.
[pop music continues playing]
Oh, my God, what the fuck
is that, Jaeger?
- We really screwed the pooch today, huh?
- Mm.
What do you think happened?
He just got cold feet, or
Cliff was never coming to that park.
- Why not?
- Well, Ray Lyman's a lifelong criminal.
He's not just gonna rat out his friend.
- Mm.
- I mean, he he played us.
Mm.
["Sweet Escape"
by Gwen Stefani playing]
- Oh, no.
- What's up?
This is my song.
This is not this is not your song.
- What do you mean, it's not my song?
- This is not your
[laughing] - You gotta know the
lyrics for something to be your song.
Oh, it's not about the lyrics,
Grasso, it's about the feeling.
- Oh, right.
- Any DJ worth his salt would know that.
- Alright.
- Come on, get up.
Nah. I can't.
What, you wanna be Grassa-No-Pussy
- the rest of your life?
- That's
- Ahh.
- I can't believe you just said that. No.
- Ooh, yeah!
- But first of all, - let me say ♪
- Please don't leave me here alone.
- Oh, God.
- It's really embarrassing.
- Okay. Alright.
'Cause I've been acting like sour
milk all on the floor - I'm coming.
It's your fault, you didn't shut
the refrigerator - It's happening.
It's happening.
If I could escape ♪
And recreate a place
that's my own world ♪
[Lizzie singing along] Own world ♪
And I could be
your favorite girl forever ♪
- Perfectly together ♪
- Alright.
And tell me, boy, now, wouldn't
that be sweet - Alright. Alright.
If I could be sweet, so sweet ♪
I know I've been a real bad girl ♪
I didn't mean for you
to get hurt whatsoever ♪
We can make it better ♪
Tell me, boy, now,
wouldn't that be sweet ♪
- Woo-hoo, woo-hoo ♪
- I wanna get away, get away ♪
Woo-hoo ♪
[Anthony moaning]
[both breathing heavily]
[heavy breathing continues]
- What? What's wrong?
- Hm?
Do you want some KY?
'Cause I got tons of stuff.
No. No, no, no, no.
What is going on with your belt?
- Hey, uh
- Tight.
- Is this the marriage bed?
- What?
Uh, the marriage bed, you know?
Where where you and your
- where you and your husband would, um
- No, there's no more marriage.
God, it was like
the worst mistake of my life.
- Yeah, but I'm saying, but this was the bed your ex
- He was so
Mm, where the
it was the bed that you slept in
- with your ex, I mean
- Mm, yeah, well, I mean,
we had to sleep somewhere, and this
is the bed that we got from Macy's
So, it was a little bit
of a sacred place.
- Sacred.
- Sacred?
- No, I mean
- No?
We barely had sex, like,
once a month, you know?
- Twice if it was someone's birthday but, I mean, that
- But maybe we could move
to a we could do it
not around here, you know?
- What?
- But not here, you know?
What
I'm not 18, Grasso, I'm not gonna, like,
fuck you on my rug or
or bend over the side
of my recliner, I mean
Yeah.
I'm sorry, I can't, I gotta just
[exhales sharply]
[Lizzie sighs]
[Anthony sighs]
Why? What's the matter?
Nothing. Nothing, just
I don't wanna, um [clicking tongue]
I don't wanna
I want to.
Obviously.
Just, you know?
Just somewhere else.
That would be yeah. Is that okay?
Okay.
[whispering] Okay.
- [Lizzie chuckles]
- [Anthony sighs]
[exhales sharply]
[whispering]
Good night, Grassa-No-Pussy.
No. [chuckles]
[Lizzie laughing]
[Emily sighing, groaning]
- You got it?
- Yeah.
- [Leo] Shh.
- God, I'm sorry. [sniffling]
- Fuck. Fuck.
- What?
I don't I don't feel good,
I think I'm
- Shh.
- I think I'm gonna get sick.
[vomiting, coughing]
- Oh, my God.
- [Emily retching]
What the hell happened? You're bleeding.
- No. No, no, no, just
- Did something explode
- inside of your body?
- No, it's just cherry water ice.
- [Tom] What's going on?
- Oh, fuck!
- Um, uh
- Who are you?
She's not okay. Uh, L-Leo Marianelli.
- [Emily coughing]
- Um, I'm a daughter.
I I'm not your daughter,
I'm your friend's daughter.
- What's happening here?
- Uh, she's not okay.
She, uh, I think she ate,
like, bad shellfish.
I think it's time
for you to beat it, Leo.
Yeah, you're you're right.
But is she okay?
- Beat it.
- Okay. Alright.
- [door opens]
- Bye, Em.
- [door closes]
- [Emily sighs, sniffles]
[Tom] Alright.
Head upstairs.
I'll I'll clean this up.
Come on, let's go.
[Emily groaning]
Thank you.
Thank you, Dad, I'm really
[sniffling] I'm really grateful.
I'm so grateful for everything
you've ever done.
- What are you talking about?
- Nothing, I'm not talking about
I'm not talking about anything,
just like you want me to.
- Emily
- I heard you
and Sara on the porch last night.
[sobbing] You said everything
that you needed to say, right?
- Emily.
- Just stop.
You know what, maybe I should
maybe I should just leave, too.
That's it. Maybe I'll just go.
I'm really sorry that you
adopted me, and I'm really sorry
that I ruined
your perfect fucking lives.
Emily.
- Can we talk?
- [door slamming]
[somber music playing]
- Where the fuck's the rest of it?
- Wasn't on him.
Went through every inch of that car.
That's all I found.
- You recognize it?
- [gun clicking]
Mm-mm.
[door opens]
- He's not talking.
- Mm-hmm.
And when he does talk,
he's not making any sense.
[Cliff groaning]
[Cliff continues groaning]
I can make this quick, Cliff.
I know you weren't working alone.
Who
was tipping you off to those houses?
[Cliff grunting]
You just whisper it in my ear.
- [Cliff whimpering]
- And it's all over.
Jayson.
[whispering] Yeah. I'm right here.
You just whisper it in my ear.
- [Cliff breathing shakily]
- It's okay.
[spitting]
[Cliff grunting]
[Cliff continues groaning]
[Jayson chuckles]
[Jayson whistling, snapping]
[Saran Wrap crinkling]
[Cliff whimpering]
[Cliff shouting]
[muffled screaming]
[muffled grunting]
[muffled grunting continues]
[grunting stops]
[soft, dramatic music playing]
[Perry sniffles]
♪
- [phone buzzing]
- [Tom sighs]
- Hey, Aleah.
- [Aleah] Go to your email.
Confirmed tip came in.
Eddystone PD investigated
an assault report
at a trucking depot.
We were able to download
an evidence photo
off the victim's iPhone.
That's him, right? That's Sam?
Yeah, it's him.
[dramatic music continues playing]
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