Edison Page #4

Six-two, 200 plus pounds.

Perfect rifle, pistol scores. . .

each one of 'em prior to joining

FRAT had three physical. . .

fights in their jackets.

None are married, no kids.

The night Pollack was attacked,

he was there.

- Why Is that a surprise.

- he was with a girl.

She kept lookin' at an engagement

ring like she just got it.

So two things.

You don't take your honey to

a tune-up and FRAT don't marry.

Come on.

I really like living alone but,

I'm beginning to think. . .

What?

I think I need a woman in my life.

Well, sh*t, don't look at me.

He's not answerin' .

You dialed the wrong number.

I know my number,

I dialed it twice.

He's gone.

Motherf***er!

Damn it. Why don't I

call the County Sheriff?

The County Sheriff is Tilman's

duck hunting partner.

There. There.

Josh !

What the f*** are you doing?

Lazerov was at the farm!

I blew up that bastard's car.

You blew up his car.

He was gonna kill me.

Jesus Christ.

Well Tilman'll rein Lazerov

in for goin' to my house

but it doesn't mean you're safe.

He's homicidal.

He's killed 6 in the line of duty.

Six? And he's still

wearing a badge?

That was 15 years ago when Edison

was the murder capital of America.

When our biggest industry was

the production of crystal meth

and when drive-bys were a sport.

That was before you came back.

Did you see Deed give a girl

an engagement ring?

Yeah.

Why is that important?

No member of FRAT's

ever been married.

So?

It may be the only hook

we have to hang our hat on.

- Isiaha Charles can

- Charles's dead.

- What?

- he was knifed in prison.

Jesus Christ.

Your work ever ruin a life?

Did it?

You do this job right you'll

ruin lives, celebrate murderers.

They'll give you

a Pulitzer Prize for it.

I need you to reach out to Deed.

Look, you don't have

to do this with your life.

But if you're going to,

now is when you decide.

- Who Is this?

- It's Pollak.

What the f*** do you want it?

Meet me at Blunts.

Damn, Francis,

you are outta control.

You are outta control, Francis.

I thought you said you

wanted fear of God put in this guy.

So you thought that extended

to his girlfriend?

I just thought.

No, you didn't think.

You acted on impulse.

I've had to preach to a spouse,

but only after due consideration.

Do consideration.

You enlisted Marilyn, Wu and you

went to that hospital on impulse!

And now this!

The f***in' punk was

writin' a story about me.

There is no story, Francis!

It's a bunch of allegations made

by a convicted felon who is dead.

And that's where it

woulda stayed had you

not dragged it to the front door

of Lee Wallace's family farm.

Instead of a kid makin' his first foray

into the world of journalism.

I got a seasoned investigator

up my ass probing FRAT business.

This is gonna require

all my attention.

Until it's resolved,

you're desk-bound.

You're takin' Wallace's side?

No.

He's a f***in' poser.

Rodeo clown with Santa Fe

string tie bullshit.

Gimme a break. I've done everything

you asked me to do.

Yes.

He pissed on the idea

of FRAT since the beginning.

That's politics.

I'm on the streets.

Gettin' rid of the cancer

that was killin' this town !

Fifteen years ago, Edison

needed brute force to survive.

Now, it needs finesse,

hardly your strong suit!

I've done everything.

Every f***in' thing

that you asked me to do.

Yes.

And now what?

You're gonna throw me

in the f***in' garbage?

I'm on your side.

Let's just go get in the car.

It's not f***in' right

you takin' his side.

I'm on your side.

It's not right you takin' his side.

I'm not. . .

It's not f***in' right

you takin' his side!

It's not f***in' right!

Francis.

You're my guy,

you're number one with me.

Since day one.

What are you doin'?

You're my guy okay?

Let's get in the car

and get the f*** outta here.

Straight up?

That's no bullshit.

Let's just go get in the car,

all right?

And cut the sh*t.

- Let's get in the car.

- I'm sorry. I just need to sleep.

Yeah.

Smooth operator.

I'm in the book.

Your line

may be tapped.

Are you?

No.

I'm not wired.

You're shakin' .

Well I'm scared shitless.

I didn't do that to you.

Now where are they?

Down the street.

And who are they?

You should teach.

What?

You said you needed a woman

The only guys your age I know. . .

havin' sex regularly

are college professors.

This is who I am.

When's it hit the paper?

An officer of the court

wants to believe this story.

An aberration in a life that

has a chance of having value.

Man, my life is over.

- Come on.

- What?

Let's go on back.

Sit down.

Have a seat.

Let's go.

What do you mean

your life is over?

You have a beautiful fiance.

Yeah.

So you'd walk

from that for prison?

I'm not seein'

a lotta options.

The guys out there. . .

they think you got caught up in

this before you knew what it was.

I knew.

They think you

can get immunity.

They want you to tell your

story to a superior court judge.

Force Reigert and Tilman to resign.

Edison'll clean up its own mess.

You think the

court's not involved?

Un-f***ing-believable.

Is anybody not

corrupt in this town?

I don't know. . .you?

If it goes to justice. . .

- be the guy to take it.

- Why?

Well I thought you were in love.

She can do better.

Can you?

I was studyin' plumbin'

when you called.

- I mean. . .

- Nice.

You know, I like to

think about that

comin' home to Maria

huggin' my children.

Just livin' a normal life.

Wha's up?

What happened to her.

- She didn't deserve this.

- You're right.

It was a righteous offer.

This is gonna get ugly.

No, no.

Let him go.

Just got a call

from Hanson at FBI.

Justice is setting

up a task force.

Sturm und drang.

If they had anything, they'd be

arresting, not searching.

And will they find anything?

- This isn't connected to you.

- You're connected to me.

And you're under a microscope.

Because of your. . .

your reckless behavior.

The girl's picture will

be everywhere tomorrow.

Wallace and Ashford

already know somethin's up.

If that kid's article

links me and Better Edison to

I am the reason that

this city is what it is.

This? This doesn't

get near to you.

Yeah well. . .

I wish I had your certainty.

FBI.

This is a Federal warrant.

We're taking all

FRAT evidence files.

In my office.

They have impounded your car.

Or what's left of it.

Anything that you need to

tell me right now, Laz?

No, Captain.

Sit on it then,

till O-one hundred.

Go.

Goddamn phones everywhere.

F***in' yid from the Herald.

- You don't know that.

- Bullshit. He was makin' noise.

And you

with your Jesus, Jesus, Jesus

beggin' to be looked at.

You say anything to Maria?

You flap your lips and

she could come to Jesus, too.

Get his keys.

And call nine-one-one.

Tilman shot Lazerov.

Lazerov's dead.

Apparently Lazerov attempted

to shoot Deed. Tilman intervened.

Well Tilman just served up.

Dammit.

Come on.

No, wait, Lee.

- What's the point, Moe?

- Wait a minute.

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