Previously on American Rust...
Fifty-one percent of your employees
would like to be represented by a union.
It's what the cards say.
Someone took a bat to the taillights.
Who did it?
Gelsey, probably.
Fentanyl.
This is strong stuff.
You ever fill a script for it?
I mean, not in a long time.
You mind my asking where you get this filled?
-Jackson's. - Jackson.
[Steve] The guy with Novick was his dealer?
But are you hunting him down because he's dealing,
or because it might help Grace's son?
If you'd rather I left you out of this going forward,
I get it, no hard feelings.
I work for you, Chief.
You understand I've been appointed
to serve as your lawyer?
I don't want a lawyer.
I can work to help your brother,
or I can work to help your friend, Mr. Poe.
But I can't do both.
If I help one, it might mean harming the other.
[Lee] I care for you. I'm scared for you.
Bail is denied.
[Harris] You could be headed to Farmington.
-Felonies make up a big chunk
of the population,
-so keep your head down. Hey, pretty boy.
You gave me your word!
Come on, Chuck.
Goddamn it! Fuck.
What happened to you?
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It's you. My man.
Can you give me the names of anyone
who might have a grudge against you or your son?
Everyone in this frickin' town has a grudge against me.
Pam Novick, obviously.
My boss, Gelsey.
He's the most likely.
That cunt of a D.A., Sue Herlitz.
Judge Paronne obviously has it in for Billy.
I don't really think the judge would want to firebomb your car.
I didn't really think anybody would want to firebomb my car
-until they did it last night. Okay.
Okay. Uh, sir, maybe let me do this for now.
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What about, uh, your husband, Virgil?
You think one of the girlfriends...
I am being punished.
I'm not sure why, 'cause I really...
I really did the best I could.
You've been a good mother, Grace.
Well, it wasn't enough.
And I've been calling the prison,
and they say it takes a week to process me
to put me on the-the visitors' list.
Is there nothing you can do to speed that up?
Well, if there was, I hope you know that I'd do it.
Who is this guy... lying about Billy?
Saying he killed Pete?
Pete Novick was a junkie.
-Is this guy a junkie, too? - I don't know.
Well, why doesn't anyone know anything about him?
I've been trying.
I need your help, Del. Please try to help me.
They shut me out!
I-I got no leads to work on my own, okay?
Did Billy say anything about what happened at the mill?
What makes you think he was even there?
I'm not saying he was or he wasn't,
I'm just telling you what the D.A. is saying.
Billy wouldn't talk to me.
But he was spending a whole lot of time with Lee English.
Maybe he said something to her.
Okay.
What are you doing?
This is awful.
Why am I looking at this?
He was my old partner.
When did this happen?
Night before last.
I was there.
Chuck asked me to be involved.
I refused, so he did this.
He asked for help, and I said no.
I was just trying to do right by him,
and I'm just trying to do right by you.
I need you to know I care,
and I'm trying.
I do.
Thank you for telling me this.
We are gonna look out for one another,
and nobody is gonna hurt either of us anymore.
We're gonna figure it all out.
As long as we stick together.
Okay?
Gonna be late.
Are you coming by after work?
I'm looking forward to it.
We got interrupted last night.
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It's better this way.
Every time he opens a door,
every time he hears footsteps coming around the corner...
Laredo'll start sweating, thinking it's me.
His food won't sit well the rest of his life.
Well, all right, but if I'm gonna be holy,
I got to get some fun out of it.
-[Lee Dixon] Well, well, well. -[Wayne] Hello.
Mr. and Mrs. Worth, Ms. Worth, Randy McCall.
How do you do?
Yeah?
It's me. Come on.
What's up, man?
Got me the fuck out in the boonies.
Come on.
You been good?
Yeah. I got to plan a whole sweet 16 for Tashi.
It's expensive as fuck, but I can't say no.
-The usual? - Depends.
You giving me a break for what I paid in gas?
Good, good.
Send T my love, all right?
Yeah. Will do.
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Two on skinny.
-What's up, man? - Hey, bro.
Thanks.
All right, champ.
Stay loose.
Stay fresh.
Thank you for your time.
The union made their pitch.
Now I want to make sure you have every bit of information
you need to make an educated decision
about what's best for you,
because you are your own best advocates.
-You've got to be kidding me. What happens
when a union comes in is they start telling you what you want.
They have trouble listening.
One of the first things they do is seek money from employees.
You've got to be kidding me.
I'll be around after the information session
and happy to answer any questions.
Yeah, I'm sure you will be.
What you are doing out there is bullshit,
but at least that's your own space.
I am warning you once, and only once,
stay off of my property.
What on earth are you talking about?
You know exactly what I'm talking about.
Don't touch my fucking stuff.
Don't touch my car, don't touch my--
Grace, I have no idea what you mean.
-That's bullshit! - But you're 20 minutes late.
So you need to step back, go sit down in your chair
and listen to what this woman has to say.
I am this close to firing you for cause.
Do not push me.
...in order to press an issue with your employer
that you may not agree with.
I want to ensure that everyone understands
the risks they'll be taking if this vote were to pass.
How much money are you getting paid to be here?
Excuse me?
How much is the old man paying you
-to be here right now? Grace, don't start.
It's okay.
I work for my money, just like you.
Okay. I-I just want to know how much he's willing
to pay you to come here and talk us out of what we're owed.
Mr. Gelsey has paid good salaries in this community
-for decades. - And he pays you
for an hour what he pays us, uh, per day?
Or maybe per week.
Enough.
Sit down.
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Grace, come on.
Let's go. Okay?
You can sit down, or you can walk out that door.
Grace.
Thank you.
You know how
unhappy your mom was towards the end of our marriage.
Even before that, before my accident,
we had our ups and downs.
But we always pushed through.
You and Alejandro...
you're gonna figure it out.
I can feel it.
He'd be the fool if you two ever split.
Thanks, Daddy.
I've been thinking a lot about your brother.
I made things tough for him.
Maybe it's a good thing he left.
Isaac had other reasons to be unhappy.
You know that, because of who he is,
it was hard for him to live here, right?
This is a hard place to stay when you're different.
You think he's okay?
I hope so.
I dream about him all the time.
You, too?
Did you know he was coming?
No.
Afternoon, you two.
I was hoping to have a word with you, Lee,
if that's all right.
You want to have a word with my daughter,
you can have it right here.
You don't need to be talking to her alone.
Eh, didn't mean any disrespect.
Lee?
Go ahead.
It's about Billy.
Okay.
I heard the two of you were spending
a good deal of time together before he was arrested.
You know the trouble he's in.
Wanted to ask if he'd talked to you
about what might've happened at the mill.
Maybe he left something out
when he spoke to me that could help him.
No.
No, he didn't leave something out?
No, he didn't tell me anything.
So then you probably don't know
if anyone else was there with him.
How would I?
Did you ever see him sell or do any drugs?
You know as well as I do
that Billy had nothing to do with drugs, ever.
Right. Okay then.
Either of you happen to hear from Isaac recently?
No, we have not.
Can you remind me exactly when he left town?
I don't think it's any of your business
when my son does anything.
And if you're suggesting
he had something to do with what went on at the mill,
that's interesting, because I heard
you got kicked off that case.
If you want to talk to us about anything,
you go and get yourself a warrant.
Good luck with that.
Till then, step off my property, leave my family alone.
I hear you, Henry.
Thank you for your time.
Lee.
Officer.
Chief. Harris.
Sorry.
Right.
Tom, come on down.
Say hello to Chief Harris.
Oh. Um...
Teenagers in the neighborhood...
How you feeling, Tom?
All right.
Um, kind of confused, to tell you the truth.
Mel says you told her you'd put in a good word
with child welfare if she talked
-with you at the hospital. - Tom. Don't.
But we still ain't got our kids back.
He's upset.
We both... We miss them is all.
You can understand that.
I did tell child services that Melanie was cooperative.
Now that you've woken up, it's your turn.
Uh, your wife ID'd this man
as the last person you bought drugs from.
You agree with that?
You know his name?
No.
You bought from him,
but you have no idea what his name is?
He was a dealer, not my fuckin' BFF.
It was just the one time.
How about him?
Do I know his name?
-Sure. I do.
I guess you probably know it, too,
-since he used to work for you. - Tom. Cut it out.
Pete Novick.
Did you ever use with Pete?
Use with him? No. He sold.
Pete Novick used to be your dealer?
He was a dealer.
This is what I keep saying,
time and again.
Every once in a long while,
we'd score a little coke,
from Pete, when we wanted to party.
Just a little bit a coke, that's all.
All right. Enough.
"Every once in a long while" does not normally include
"while watching our son play Little League."
Now I don't happen to give a shit whether or not
the two of you have a drug problem,
or why-- when you're trying to get your kids back--
you're chugging PBRs on your front lawn.
But I am here to get some answers,
and I can make your lives pretty goddamn difficult
if you want to keep playing this game.
Before you OD'd, did you ever buy cocaine mixed with anything?
Novick tried to get me to let him
sprinkle in a little something extra-- some opioid something--
but I know folks get addicted to that crap,
so I kept telling him no.
What opioid?
Uh, some, uh...
Fentanyl?
Yeah. That's the one.
Told me he had a prescription for it.
That's how I was supposed to know it was grade A shit.
Do you know where he got the prescription filled?
Where do you fill a prescription?
-A pharmacy, I guess. - Tom.
All I know is this new guy starts coming around,
saying he's taking over Pete's territory,
and we ain't got our kids no more.
And I'm sleeping. You can feel it.
So I looked up. She just standing over me like this...
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Yeah, all right. Thanks.
Jackson, my friend.
He said he could email it,
but I told him the old way worked fine.
The codeine works better for you?
Oh, that tramadol had me stopped up so bad
I went to the ER. I'm still not going
every day, but this is better.
Thanks, buddy.
Got to run.
Yeah, no problem. See you around.
Where you been, man?
Long, long drive.
Okay, cool.
We're good.
You made me late.
It's been a pleasure.
I heard him talking all kinds of smack
-about rushing for 200 yards. No way.
Bumping at the gums will only get you hurt.
I'm gonna hit that motherfucker so hard,
it's gonna send him back in time.
-Back to his fucking childhood.
Oh, Mama, that Black man hit me.
Hey, yo. What're we here to do?
Flex these pecs and snap some necks!
Let's go!
-Come on.
I'm flyer than Beetlejuice
Don't count on the sheep to snooze
I'm fucked up off weed and booze
I party then sleep till noon
What everyday people do
So haters see me improve
Just give me a week or two
See when you read the news...
Hey, yo, Chris.
What up, T?
You mind taking this in for me?
I got you. - I'll be right there.
All right.
This that old-school shit, soundin' good in the ride
And fuck ten, I'm only countin' to nine
Said this that old-school shit
Soundin' good in the ride, so let's head out
Thanks for coming.
How much you want?
Whatever this gets.
You want more on credit?
I'm okay. It's just me and my girlfriend.
You can go.
Right.
Thanks, man.
I have 47 clients.
It's not my job to get moms on visitors' lists.
It's my job to get sons out of prison.
Okay. Can you at least call me as soon as you've seen him?
That's not my job, either.
Once he signs the papers, he's my client, not you.
-Can you just call me? - Grace.
Rachel. Do you have kids?
Yes, I do.
Okay. Well, then you'll understand
why I'm gonna call you 20 times a day
and into the night until you answer
and tell me how my son's doing.
I would come camp out at your office,
but I don't have a car to get there,
so this is the next best thing.
Thank you.
Okay.
Lawyer's here, Poe. Let's go.
Hey. Don't make me say it again.
I'm not interested.
Excuse me?
Tell her to go home. I'm not interested.
You're a fucking moron.
You protecting somebody?
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I think you lied to me.
Can I help you?
It's Rachel.
-Public defender Rachel. - Oh, shit. Hi.
When you said you didn't have a car,
I didn't realize it was 'cause yours looked like this.
Welcome to my world.
What happened?
Trying to unionize the factory I work at.
I don't know if it's related to my job or my son.
I'm not making a lot of friends these days.
-Is everything okay? - Not really.
Your son is refusing to see me.
I can't be his lawyer until he signs the papers.
Why won't he see you?
I was hoping you'd tell me.
He knows he's supposed to talk to you.
You'll be on the visitors' list
sometime within the next 24 hours.
The second you get in, you tell him
-that he needs to meet with me. - I'll-I'll...
I'll talk to him. I'll fix it.
Please do.
You could've just called, you know.
I know.
It's decent of you to come all this way.
It's good to know my son's going to be represented
by someone... decent.
You get what I sent?
For a guy who says he doesn't handle much fentanyl,
Jackson handles a fuckload
-of fentanyl. - I want to know
where all these people live.
You gonna tell me where this list came from?
If you needed to know, I'd tell you.
All right?
All right.
When the block was blazin', I was ice-cold...
Kobe!
Oh! Oh! Come on, man.
The crack game slow, niggas start taking different routes
Plus, that never was my hustle to begin with
I was better with bitches, young and really
- On some pimp shit -You want to see something cool?
Mad, but I could add, understood that subtractin'
Come with me, babe.
I kept flipping and flipping until I tripled up...
Are you serious?
Everyone's literally right outside the door.
You ready for your surprise?
Swear to God, if you're calling your dick a surprise...
-Surprise. - What is it?
-It's awesome is what it is.
Get ready for a ride.
These five are at the Brownsville Home for the Aged.
We can hit that first. And these eight
are at the Catholic hospice in Donora.
Dispatch. Baptist, Medic 3.
Respond to house party at 11th and Buchanan.
Late-teens male.
Taken in first-floor bathroom.
Dispatch. Baptist, Medic 3.
Respond to house party at 11th...
Trent, please. Trent!
Come on, man!
-Move. Clear out. - Move.
Move.
Nothing.
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Okay.
Medic 3. Medic 3, do you copy?
Why'd you have to do this?
-Another. - Boss, he's not breathing.
Give it to me.
Give me another shot.
Give me another fucking shot!
Stand back.
Look alive, Poe.
Today's your big day, man.
Do or die.
-Your roommate ready? - Yeah, we'll see.
Who are you betting on? Not his roommate!
No, man, no. I got money on Poe.
Breakfast.
I'm not feeling good.
I don't call the infirmary till I see blood.
I'm just gonna stay here.
These doors close,
you're in for the day.
I know. I'm staying.
150/95.
Okay.
It's high.
I just need something to help me sleep. I haven't
slept in nearly 60 hours.
And why is that?
Eh, just going through a rough patch.
I just-- Getting a good night's sleep would really help.
Your face is cut up. What've you been up to?
Eh. Part of the job.
Things can get rough.
Been taking your meds?
Y... Yeah, I've been taking my meds.
I just need to be able to get some sleep.
This is really high.
You said that already.
You're under some stress, huh?
Yes, I'm under stress.
A high school kid died last night.
-That was stressful. - I'm sorry to hear that.
I want you to monitor your pressure.
Take it several times a day, write it down,
let me know how you're doing in a week.
I'm gonna hold off
on prescribing anything until we see what's going on.
Everyone in this fucking county is on opioids,
and you won't give a cop something to help him sleep?
Here's some antibacterial for that cut.
You give me a call in a week.
You know, you could've taken the day off.
Not with things the way they are.
Not with you ready to keel over any minute.
Ah. Welcome to the Brownsville Home for the young at heart.
Yeah. We're with the, uh, Buell PD.
We were wondering if you might be able
to give us a-a hand with something.
We're looking for a, uh...
Wesley Ives. We'd like to ask him a few questions.
-Aw, big Wes? - Sure.
Yeah. Well, he died.
He... Um...
Uh, when-when was that?
About six months ago.
Are you family? Because we've been calling.
That Buick's been sitting outside
since he passed. Can't be good for them pistons.
We're actually with the police department,
-like he said. - Oh, okay.
So, you're taking the car?
-No. What-- Uh, how about...
How about, uh, Ella Foyer? She here?
Sweet Ella. Yeah, been about eight weeks,
but it does feel like yesterday.
Lenny Aponte, Earl Young, Candace Adley.
They-they all passed, too?
I-I been here about a year.
They must've died before I started,
'cause I don't know them.
I got one of them good memories.
Thanks for your time.
Hello.
My name's LeeAnn English.
Okay. Can I help you?
I'm looking for paralegal work.
I have a BA from Yale, and I've finished a semester
at Columbia Law School.
I'm back at home with my family for the time being,
and I'd like to be useful.
Uh, the coordinator's out to lunch.
-You can come back tomorrow. - I'll wait.
I don't mind.
Okay, then.
There's coffee in there. Help yourself.
I'm fine.
Thank you.
Thirty-two dead people.
Monthly refill for every single one.
-Uh, yeah. - Couple doses a day,
we're talking maybe 2,000 pills a month.
Let's go handcuff our neighborhood pharmacist.
No.
-Excuse me? - If we arrest Jackson,
whoever's on the ground selling,
they'll hear about it, and they'll disappear.
But he can't continue to have access to all those drugs.
Jackson's a criminal, but he's not stupid.
I'll bet he's shut down for now.
He knows how many people overdosed.
I want Trent's dealer
and whoever sold to him.
And I'll use Jackson to get to this Bobby Jesus prick.
I want them all. Every single one.
-Uh-huh.
What do you mean?
I now understand why you want to wait.
Do you?
Ask me again how I got the list.
You want to wait so you can find
this Bobby guy for your girlfriend.
-You tag him with drug dealing
and killing a high school kid, he becomes
a pretty terrible witness against Billy Poe.
Explain to me
what's wrong with getting him for dealing and homicide.
It depends why you're doing it.
You can have two different reasons
-for doing the right thing. - No.
One of them's always the most important.
If it's the wrong reason,
-it corrupts everything. - Okay.
Thanks for the philosophy class.
Turn on the fucking car.
Where to, boss?
Hey there. I was actually gonna call you.
Someone cut my power last night.
I-I think they broke in through my back door.
Thank God we're here.
What'd they take?
That's the weird thing.
I don't think they took anything.
Huh.
Do I, uh, need to, like, call it in?
Make an official report?
'Cause I don't mind just telling you guys
and having you watch out. Save you some paperwork.
Sure. We can run some more patrols down this way.
If I were you, I might put a camera out back there.
Then you can keep an eye on everyone who comes and goes.
Yeah, all right. I might do that.
Thanks.
Sorry, um...
Can I help you guys with anything?
Right. We're out of Narcan.
Uh, got you. Spray or injection?
Both.
Are you... are you... are you kidding?
You're gonna have our-our town pay for an overdose he caused?
I heard about what happened
with that football player. That's-that's just terrible.
-Put it on the PD account. - Yeah.
You know, it's... such a shame.
Their only son.
That's-that's... That is a tragedy.
When I see his parents, I'll give them your condolences.
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Excuse me.
Hey!
Stop it.
Jesus.
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. - No, no, no, no, no, no, please.
Please, don't hit me. Please, don't hit me.
-Please, don't hit me. - It's o...
-It's okay, man. - Please, please, don't hit me.
Please. Please.
I got it. We're good.
-Sure? - Yeah. Just watch the front.
Nothing to see here. Keep it moving.
It's all good.
P-Please, don't. Please, please. Please, don't hit me. Please.
Hey.
Hey, I'm not gonna do that.
It's okay. Hey.
Please, don't hit me. Please.
-Hi. - Hello.
Oh.
You okay?
Every single time.
Right?
My name's Lee.
-You're new. - Hopefully.
I'm waiting to be interviewed.
Rachel. Good luck.
Who are you?
Lee.
No. I recognize you.
You were at Billy Poe's arraignment.
You were crying. What are you doing here?
I'm taking a few months off law school
to be with my family,
and I wanted to find a place where I could help.
There are lots of places where you can help.
Legal Aid. Pittsburgh ACLU.
I was impressed by your work in the courtroom.
You came here expecting to work with me?
-I was hoping to. - On this case?
If you need it.
I don't need it.
I don't need your help, period.
You stay away from me, we'll be all right.
I think you do need it.
Billy's probably stonewalling you, right?
He's gonna keep doing that.
If he ever does see you, it'll be too late
for you to help him.
I can get you in to talk to him.
How do you know that?
Because he's in love with me.
Some people wondering where you were today.
Yeah. Not feeling so great.
-It's high.
Huh.
Well, maybe that's just 'cause you're sitting so close to me.
Look, I know how tired you are.
Why don't you just stay here tonight.
That way I can just take it again in a couple hours.
No, you... You don't have to do that.
You don't have to do any of this.
Yes, I know I don't.
I want to.
Everything's happening at the same time.
That poor kid died last night.
I think I might be close
to finding the guy who named Billy.
He could be connected
to all the drugs around the community.
Trying to be a good cop.
The guy who named Billy is a drug dealer?
I think so.
Hard drugs?
Uh-huh.
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Can you prove it?
Not yet.
But I'm trying.
I know you are.
Don't worry. You'll figure it out.
We're in this together.
Just let me take care of you.
You do your work, and I'll watch out for you.
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Get in there!
Bring him in!
Get up! Get up, motherfucker!
Come on! Come on!
Come on!
Fucking go!
That's right, baby. Hands up. Hands up!
Let's go!
Beat the shit out of him!
Come on. Get up.
Come on!
-Get up!
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Get him, man!
-Get him, man! - Kill him!
Kill him! Fuck him up!
Yeah! Yeah!
Yeah!
-Kill him! - Do it!
All right! All right, that's it!
Get him up. Come on. Get up.
Told you! Told you!
-Get him out of here.
Go to your bunks. It's past your bedtime.
Jesus.
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You did good.
Sleep well.