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Stay down, Matty. Don't get up.
You need rest.
No, no!
Morning, sunshine.
Someone better be getting my car.
- Bundy's five minutes out. -
Keep the press out of here.
No statements or photos until we get this place spotless.
- We control the narrative. - Of course.
And before you leave, Mr. Nelson and Miss Page wanted a word.
Ugh. Just one? Can I get that in writing?
Oh, because written agreements suddenly mean something to you?
You wanted your client in witness protection, right?
My offer's still valid for 23 minutes.
- Grotto's gone. - Too bad.
You used our client for bait!
That's a pretty big allegation...
Allegation?
Look around! This was a shit show! He could have died.
Let's be real honest here.
No bullshit.
Your firm is small-time.
Your 15 minutes were up after Union Allied.
Right now, you are way out of your league.
Won't take much to sell
that you're the ones that compromised this operation.
- What? - Say that story goes public.
The story that your incompetence endangered the life of your client,
neighborhood civilians, and the brave officers of the NYPD.
You are saying that you would blame us for this?
I never said that. Did I say that?
I didn't hear it.
Stay away from this case.
Nothing? Hmm? Not even a little support?
All the legal kung fu in the world wouldn't have won that fight.
- - Her office could bury us.
We shouldn't have pushed it.
Yeah, well, you didn't push anything.
I know how these assholes operate.
We have to play it their way. Just for now.
But then what next?
All right, Matt promised Grotto we would protect him, so did I!
I'm gonna call Matt now.
Let's see if he's... recuperated enough to help us out.
All right, I'm gonna go back to the office.
I'm gonna see if I can find a way that Reyes doesn't skin us alive.
They say you don't hear the bullet that gets you.
Always thought that sounded like a bunch of bullshit to me.
How about you, Red?
When I cracked off your forehead the other night...
did you hear that?
Ahh!
You can bash against your chains all night.
Only way you get out of here,
only way you walk free, is if I want you to.
Know that.
Why didn't you take my mask off?
Don't give a shit about who you are.
You killed everyone else.
- Why am I still alive? -
Huh?
I got in your way twice now...
and you don't strike me as someone who just lets that happen.
Military grade hardware.
You seem to know your way around it.
And you sure carry yourself like a soldier.
What are you gonna do with all this?
I'll do what's required.
- - Yeah.
We've been waiting six hours!
Come on, lady. Come on!
Claire, damn it, pick up.
If you get this, I'm in the ER.
- We need to talk. -
Holy shit.
Why don't you stop hasslin' me
and go after the psycho who blew away my crew!
That's him! That's the guy!
Excuse me, I'm looking for a nurse named Claire?
- I believe she works the night shift. - If she's here, she's busy.
Could you just point me in the right direction?
- Are you injured? - No.
Do you wanna be?
Mr. Carver? We can see you now.
Why you telling me to wait?
You've been telling me this for like an hour already.
Hey, get your hands off me! I didn't say nothin'. Come on!
Oh, man, that's our boy. He got jumped.
I know your cousin. I know where you live.
No, he's no good.
I'm sittin', man, all right? I'm not startin' nothin'.
Just relax, all right?
- That's what you tell me? - I'm not gonna tell you again.
- Quiet! Sit down! - Yeah? We're not startin' nothin', man!
- He's the one that started it, all right? - You keep it up, you're out of here.
You're a dead man, you understand? As soon as you get out.
Hey, listen up.
Police are waiting to take you into custody.
The last thing I need is for you to come back here in two weeks,
asking what happened,
and blaming one of our people for your mistakes.
Hey, so let me put this simply.
Yesterday, you had five fingers.
But tonight, you got loaded and decided to hit up a rival clubhouse.
So now you have two.
We're at war, lady.
Listen to me.
Had five. Now two.
Your fault. That clear?
Good.
The meds should kick in soon.
Claire.
Foggy Nelson. We have a mutual friend.
Remember me?
Shit.
- Nelson and Murdock, may I help you? - What the hell was that?
Grotto?
Grotto, where are you?
Like I'd tell you shit after what went down.
- Are you hurt? - Forget all that.
You gonna help me out or not?
- Uh, yeah, uh, we'll try... - Try?
Look, you have to believe me, we had no idea what Reyes was planning...
Shut up! Shut up! Goddamn lawyers, you're all alike.
Runnin' your mouths, all that fancy talk...
All the time you're just stickin' it to guys like me.
- Grotto... - You made promises, lady!
- - You broke every one of 'em.
I know.
I'm sorry.
Listen, Grotto, the police are coming after you.
You have to come in.
All that shootin', it was... it was 'cause of him, wasn't it?
The psycho from the hospital?
- Yeah. - Shit.
Shit. He's never gonna stop.
Look, the DA knows she screwed up.
We can go back to her. We can lock in witness protection...
I'm done makin' deals, sweetheart.
I've got my own plan now,
gettin' outta this hellhole while I'm still breathin'.
You tell that donut of a lawyer and the blind man,
they can kiss my ass.
Grotto, please...
- You can go to hell. -
This another one of your missions?
That's why we're here, isn't it?
How many will this make?
I'm guessing you've done this, what...
ten, maybe 20 times?
How long's it been?
Six months, a year...
or your whole life?
Something tells me you don't take breaks.
You know, no one else has to die.
You could stop now.
Walk away.
Walk away?
Could you do that?
Could you walk away?
Yeah.
What is that, midnight?
St. Matthew's.
You a Catholic?
Once.
From New York?
Once.
You still go to Mass?
Stop now, Red.
- Stop? - Stop digging.
Ah.
You know, a funny thing about New York...
few people are actually from here.
The ones who are...
they don't leave. They can't, they, uh...
They feel like the city's a part of them.
You know?
Until one day, something changes. Maybe they get older.
And then they have to leave, they have to get out.
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