Lawless Range (2018) - full transcript

- Boss.

- Was out in north end,
been looking for Tommy.

You seen him?

- Not today.

- Yesterday?

- I don't see him every day.

- I ain't seen him in three.

Can't carry him no more Sean.

- How do you mean?

- Shit son, don't make this
tougher than it needs to be.

- He'll show Boss.



- Ain't about that no more.

You're a good boy Sean,

but Tommy ain't worth shootin'.

- He'll be here tomorrow, he'll be here.

- Sean.
- He'll show Boss.

- Yep, finish up and move out.

- All right.

- I ain't payin' no extra time.

- Yep.

You seen Tommy?

- Not today.

- Sean, hey.

- Hi Mag.

- Uh, come on in.



- Is Tommy around?

He said he was
staying at the ranch.

- Yeah no I thought maybe he'd
just stopped by to see Em.

- Well he uh, he usually
calls around 6:00.

- All right, will you
tell him I stopped by.

Everything okay?

- Yeah no, I won't take
up all of your time Mag.

- Come on, can't stay a bit?

- Yeah, you know what, I
should be gettin' on home.

Em would love to see you.

Come on, Em, your uncle's here.

Come on.

- Thank you.

- Uncle Sean!

- How are you doing monkey?

- Good.
- Yeah?

You having a good day?
- Yeah.

- Yeah, I see you got
a new doll over there.

Yeah.

- What's her name?

- McKenzie.
- McKenzie.

That's a nice name.
- Thanks.

Coffee?

- Sure.

- How's Claudia?

How's the baby?

- They're good.

And your mom?

Everyone's real good Mag.

Thank you.

- No sugar.

Been meaning to head into town

but that damn car don't
run for shit no more.

- You know me, I take it black.

- Well, we're grateful for the company.

He ain't in any trouble, Tommy?

- No, no, it's nothing like that.

- Yeah.

- Well thank you for the coffee I...

- You going?

- Yeah.

Listen Mag, if you need
anything, groceries or.

- We're fine.

- It's just uh,

I owe Tommy from the last
time that things got tight,

and better you than him.

Will you just,
you tell him I came square.

Thank you.

- All right.

Bye monkey girl.

- You're late.

You didn't call.

I know.

- Is everything okay?

- Yeah, it's just work.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

Just happy to be home.

Where's the baby?

- In his crib.

- Yeah, this better be good,
you just woke up my kid.

Yeah where?

- Open the fucking door Margaret.

Come on baby.

Open the door.

Come on Margaret.

- Tommy.

Hey.

- I was gonna call you in
the morning little brother.

- Of course you were.

You all right?

- This?

Yeah.
- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Fell down some stairs though.

- Boss been asking after you, he says uh

you don't show up he's
gonna have to find somebody.

- Margaret call you?

- You're drunk Tommy.

- There a point coming?

- Tommy.

Emily.

- Get the fuck off my lawn bud.

- Tommy, hey.

- Hey don't you put your hands on me.

You don't you put your
fucking hands on me Sean.

You hear me?

All right, all right.

- Yeah.

- You win, I mighta had a few.

- Yeah, all right, okay.

Come here brother.

Come on now.

Get in the truck, all right.

- Hang on, hang on.

- No, come on now.

Ah Tommy, come on now.

Jesus Christ.

- You got a light bro?

- I don't smoke, you know that.

- Yes sir, I guess I forgot.

You're a real boy scout, ain't you Sean?

- Come on.

- Oh my God.

- Everything's a fucking joke, right?

- My own brother,

a God damn.
- Everything's a fucking joke.

- Certifiable shit-kickin' stereotype.

Yee-haw mother fuckers.

- It's too late for this
shit Tommy, come on.

I'm driving, knock it off.

- You're a good man Sean.

- Watch it, get outta here.

Asshole.

You coming in?

- She here?

- She lives here Tom.

- Mm, no.

- Well suit yourself.

How much trouble you in anyway?

- Nothing I can't handle little brother.

Nighty night.

- Nighty night.

Ma, you can't smoke in here.

I know, I
know, I know, Claudia.

- No not Claudia ma, the baby.

- I know, I know.

Biscuits in the oven.

- All right.

You see Tommy?

- He left.

Walked on up the road, half naked.

Boy never did have no sense.

He in trouble again?

- He didn't wanna see ya.

- He's a shit.

- He's just stubborn.

- No, you're stubborn, he's a shit.

Just like your daddy was.

- Mike, come on man, this is
Eddie talking to you here.

All right, Rusty, can
you turn that shit down.

Mm-hmm, that's what I'm saying.

These things take time.

No, okay when?

Nuh-uh, I can't do that.

Well it's too soon.

I told you they got stopped.

Mike, Mike, Mike, I know
it's not your problem.

All right fine, I'm gonna take care of it,

and you don't have nothing to worry about.

Okay.

Call 'em in.

- Which ones?

- All of 'em.

Let's start with Tommy,
that fuck owes me six grand.

- Boss.

Jesus, how long you
been sitting there?

- Sean said you've been looking for me.

- I shoulda fired you a long time ago.

- Oh come on now Boss.

- Listen, I'd appreciate it
if you cleaned up your tools

before you left, but I
ain't paying you to pack.

- Wait Boss come on, hold up.

What am I supposed to tell Margaret?

And Emily, what do I tell her?

- You can tell that little
girl I'm truly sorry

she got stuck with you for a daddy Tommy.

- You are a sack of green shit Boss.

- Yep.

Don't make me call the sheriff Tommy.

- Hey, hey, come on now Boss.

Come on Boss, you know I need this.

Hey Boss!

Hey!

Boss, Boss God damnit, come on.

I'm sorry Boss.

Shit Boss, come on.

Boss, I'm sorry, Boss,
come on, I'm sorry, Boss.

Please Boss, I'm sorry.

- Tom.

That heifer's about to calf.

- She's early.

- Come on, grab the truck.

No, something's wrong.

Yeah, hold on, hold on.

You got it.

Shit, you don't die yet.

- We gotta get her out.

- All right, her third push, ready?

- Yep.

- Go.

One more, come on.

Come on girl.

Come on now.

Go.

One more time.

Yeah, all right push.

Clear the throat.

- All right.
- Here pup, hold on.

- Oh come on.

All right, here we go.

Not ready, keep going.

- God damnit.

She's gone.

- Oh Boss is gonna be pissed.

Shit.

Go and get the kid.

That can wait.

Go get the kid Tom.

- God damnit.

- Shit.

Oh no, no, no way.

- It's your turn Tom.

- Go on, you do it.

- Quit being lazy, come on.

Come on Tom, just get it started.

I wanna go home.

Tom.

Tommy.

Give it here.

How much trouble you in?

- Six large.

- Jesus Tommy.

Now, what do you wanna do,
you wanna go to the cops?

- Won't do no good.

I don't know what to do.

They're gonna kill me Sean.

Shh, there you go.

All right, there you go.

Shh, there you go.

Who is it?

Who?

- Guy's name's Eddie.

Eddie Obregon.

A mechanic or something, I don't know.

He's Army.

- Corpus?

- Yeah.

- Don said there's two guys at the bar.

Who's the,

who's the kid?

- Rusty,

something I don't,

I didn't ask for ID.

So now what?

- Go home.

I'll pick you up in the morning.

- Sean.

- Yeah?

- Lend me a couple bucks?

- All right Emily, let's go.

Come on babe.

Come on baby.

- No.

- Please, it'll just be a few hours.

- You're two months behind on your rent.

- And how am I supposed to find
another job sittin' at home?

- Fine, but this is the last time.

- Thank you.

All right babe, Miss
Carol's gonna watch you

for a little bit okay?

- When will you be back?

- Real soon, I promise.

- What you reading honey?

- The Four Kittens.
- Okay.

- Be a good girl Em.

I need to borrow your car.

- $62.82.

Can you take off the chips?

And I don't need all those apples.

- $56.38.

- Margaret.

Daddy's home.

- Mm, oh yes, daddy.

Hey, baby boy.

- That washer's been acting up.

- I'll see about it.

Thank you.

- Hey.

- Mike.

- You got my shit?

Eddie,

do you got my shit?

- Sure.

- Sure?

Look, I like you a lot Eddie.

I really do, I really
think you're a good kid.

Mike, I...

- I'm not coming back over here Eddie.

I give you two days.

Two.

- I know you ain't got it,

but I need it.

- When?

Tonight.

- I can't do it.

- Uh, that ain't gonna work,

and you know it.

- Okay, where do I bring it?

- I'll pick it up at your place.

How's that sound?

You okay?

- Yeah.

- Wanna talk about it?

- No.

He's not your problem.

- Yeah, I know.

Then why?

- He's family.

- We're your family.

- I know you are.

- Then?

Where are you going?

I'm just going to see about that washer.

- Sean.

- No hey.

- Talk to me.

He's a screw up.

- I know he is.

Tommy's a hell of a lot better than dad.

A lot better than mom was.

You know?

He took care of me baby.

You know, sometimes he was the only one.

And uh,

I don't know.

I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Tommy.

Screw up or not, he's my brother.

I'm going.

See about that washer.

- You got something you wanna say to me?

- Nope.

Sean.

Your brother's here.

- Yeah, I heard.

Why you always gotta piss her off?

Who is this guy?

- Give me a minute.

- Why?

Tom.

You know, I got held up.

Where were you?

Still got ya, let's
go and take a drive.

I'll stay here.

- Get in the fucking truck man, let's go.

Get back in the truck.

Is there a problem?

- Get back in your truck.

- Tom.

- Oh you just stepped in it boy.

This ain't none of your business.

Get.

What you trying to uh,

you trying to bring a little muscle

with you this time, huh?

You trying to muscle
me around now boy, huh?

That ain't gonna play, let's go.

You're just making
it hard on your...

Don't.

- You're making a mistake here boy.

- Tommy, you get that pistol.

You got something to
say to me or my brother

I reckon now's about
time to say it mister.

- Now don't say you weren't warned.

- I appreciate it.

Get outta here.

- You know where to find me.

- Boss.

- Sit.

- Thank you.

- What do you need?

Just say it son.

- I need a loan.

How much?

Six thousand.

- Damn Sean.

- I'll pay it back to you
Boss, you know I will.

- Boy I don't doubt that for a second.

I just don't have six
thousand laying around.

- Yeah.

Shit Sean, I wish I could.

- And Mr. Reed?

- Mr. Reed what?

- He got that kinda money laying around?

- Damn boy use your head.

Reed likes you, and that'll mean something

after I'm not around, don't mess that up

by bringing him into it.

Into Tommy's shit.

- I never said anything about Tommy.

I don't know
what he done this time

but it ain't your business Sean.

And it sure as hell ain't Mr. Reed's.

Yeah.

- You can't carry him Sean.

- He's family Boss.

- You think that means shit to him?

You think he'd be in here
doing the same for you?

- Boss.

- What'd he say?

- He said no.

- Shit.

Reed?

- No.

- So what are we supposed to do?

I don't know.

Hey Eddie.

- Did you get it?

- I got a little problem.

- What do you mean we got a problem?

- I ran into old Tommy and

he's carrying some--

- No, I don't pay you to talk Rusty.

Just handle it.

- What are you doing?

- Just give me a sec.

The first 18 months

of a cub's life are very important.

Many lessons must be learned.

- Go away.

The female
siblings are solitary

Wes.

The young males however,

remain together for life.

Gonzo, hey.

- Sergeant?

- Hey Gonzo.

- Damn, man.

Come in, come in.
- Thanks.

You want some water.

No I can't stay.

- All right, I'll get you some.

- How are you doing Gonz?

- Still can't sleep.

Mortars keep going off in my head.

Oh get up from there man, it's filthy.

Come on, sit down here.

How's the uh, how's the baby?

- He's good.

- Yeah, good.

Good man, I'm happy as shit man.

- But listen Wes.

Who do you know down at the depot?

- Corpus?
- Yeah.

- Uh, couple grunts, why?

- I need you to make a couple calls,

guy by the name of Obregon, Eddie.

- Anything.

Do I ask why?

- No.

- You in trouble Sarge?

- I might have done something stupid.

Pissed off a guy that works
for him, he's ex military.

- You need me?

- I need six grand.

- Fuck.

Sarge, I don't got much.

- No, no, no, no,

don't worry about that,
just make the calls, yeah?

- Yeah.

I'll take care of it.

Yeah.

- Oh listen, I'm sorry I can't stay.

- Oh yeah.

- Come out to the house sometime.

- I don't know Sarge.

I'm pretty fucked up.
- No, no man.

You can come out, you
can stay the weekend.

- Sure, sure.

All right Gonzo.

- Hold on one second.

There's no serial.

If you need the money,
we'll get the money.

- It's nothing--

- No Sarge, you need
money we'll get money.

- You come out to the house.

- Sure.

Hey take it easy Sarge.

- What's that?

- It's nothing.

- Did you ever think about leaving?

- I did leave.

- Yeah, that's right.

Hey what was it like?

Over there?

- It sucked.

I'm gonna go call Claudia,

make sure she doesn't divorce my ass.

Pay the bill, yeah?

- Oh, uh,

my brother's gonna pick
that up when he comes back.

What do I get for dessert?

- Claudia?

- Left a message.

You okay for this?

- Yes sir.

- Step on up boys, lemme
get hands-on with ya.

He's good.

About you Tommy huh, you
got an iron in your pocket?

- Get your fucking hands off me.

- Tommy.

Better have brought my
money you fucking cunt.

- Eddie baby, I told you we were gonna

get this all straightened out.

No fuck you
Tommy, where my money at?

This the tough guy?

- There he is.

- You serve?

Iraq?

- Afghanistan.

- You think that means
something around here?

- I just wanna make this right.

- Six thousand will make
it just right, hero.

- Ah well, we don't have six thousand.

- All right well.

That's gonna be a problem now isn't it?

- I have two hundred right now.

Just a courtesy, get us started.

Tommy's gonna drive over
three hundred every other week

'til it's paid in full.

- How about this.

How about I take that two hundred,

and the fifty-eight hundred you owe me,

and I will consider letting you walk

the fuck out that door.

- You don't talk to my brother like that.

- Tom.

We're gonna get you your money.

- I got no doubt about that hero.

- You don't talk to my fucking
brother like that Eddie.

- Tommy.

Should I just kill you
now, get it over with?

- Listen.
- What'd you say?

- Talk to me, not to him.

I'm gonna bring you four hundred myself,

every Friday, every week.

- Is this a joke?

- I'm giggling.

- This is a joke
- I ain't joking.

- You're kidding me, right.

You're dumb fucking brother
put you up to this.

Well I'm done playing now hero.

Tell him he ain't walking
the fuck outta here

until I get paid.

What else you think was gonna happen?

Pay me my fucking money!

- Watch out.

Tom, Tommy.

- Keep laughing Eddie.

- You're dead.
- Shut up.

- Listen, Tommy.
- Get back.

- Put the gun down.
- Get back!

You're a mechanic Eddie.

What the fuck is it you
think you're gonna do to me?

You're a joke.

You're a fucking joke!

Why do you think I took your
money in the first place?

Start the car Sean.

- Tom.
- Start the car!

- Don't you walk outta here Tommy.

- You'll get your money Eddie.

You'll get your money when I get it!

Until then, I see you, you come after me.

I smell your shitty cologne,

I'll kill ya Eddie.

You hear me?

I'll fucking kill you.

Fuck.

- Keys.

- What the hell was that?
- Keys!

Let's go.

- You want me to go make chase?

- Nah.

Let 'em go.

I know where he lives.

- Of all the stupid shit you do.

I coulda handled that Tommy.

What the hell are you laughing for?

Pull over.

Pull.
- Hey Jesus, quit it.

- Pull over!

-What?

- Give me that fucking gun.

Tommy what, give me that gun.

- Hey.

- Give me the gun.

Jesus Christ.

They know where you live?

Tommy, do they know where you live?

Jesus, get in the truck.

Get in the truck.

Get in the truck!

Hey, Em.

Hey.

Hey kid.

You wanna come and stay
with me for a few days?

- Where's mom?

- She's coming too darling.

- Where's your jacket, ah, here we go.

What's that doll's name again?

- McKenzie.
- McKenzie.

Do you think McKenzie will
wanna come with us too?

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.

You grab ahold of her.

You come here.

All right monkey girl, let's roll.

- Come on Tommy, just come with us.

Will you at least tell me
what the fuck's going on?

- She can ride with me.
- Mommy?

- Yeah baby, it's okay,
you go with Uncle Sean.

I'll be right behind you, okay?

- All right.

- You're a real piece of shit Tommy.

- Yeah, you made that clear.

- You be good for your uncle, okay buddy?

- I will buddy.

- What do I say to Boss?

- Tell him I'm gonna be late.

- Where am I supposed to say you went?

- Figure it out Tom.

- Daddy loves you buddy, you know?

- I know buddy.

- Okay.

- Are you coming or not?

It's always about you Tommy.

- I'm sorry Mag, it ain't much.

- It's perfect.

- Tommy?

- Stayed.

- You need anything?

- We're okay.

Thanks Sean.

- I'm right in the other room.

- All right.

- [Claudia} What's going on?

You woke up the baby.

- I'm sorry, nothing, Margaret
and Emily are on the couch.

Why?

- Let's just talk about it in the morning.

Come to bed baby.

Good morning.

Where's mom?

- Protesting.

Where's Tommy?

- He's the original asshole Claudia.

- No argument here.

- Can we please talk about this

when his only daughter's
not in the other room.

- How much trouble is he in Sean?

- Well, it ain't good.

It ain't as bad as all
that, but it ain't good.

Is he gonna be okay?

- Help you hun?

- Yes m'am, my name's Sean Donnelly.

I work for Mr. Reed down at the ranch.

I was hoping to have a word.

- Mr. Reed's not in yet.

- I'll wait.

- You ever play?

- I'm sorry.

- On the computer?

- No m'am.

- Don't start.

- Whitney Madine, get
off that damn Solitaire.

- Sean Donnelly's here to see you.

- Who?

- He works at the ranch.

- Hello sir.

- Oh of course, Sean.

How are ya?

- All right.

- Everything okay at the ranch?

Did Boss send ya?

- No everything's fine.

- All right.

Well come on back.

- Thank you sir.

- What can I do for you Sean?

- Sir I was talking to Boss.

- Uh-huh.

- And uh,

this ain't easy for me to ask.

I'm in a bad way.

I could use a hand.

- Well I see that.

But specifically Sean, what
is it I can do for you?

- A loan.

- Uh-huh, and Boss sent you?

- No sir, I didn't mean to, nah.

He said it would be
better if I didn't ask.

- Well son, Boss about
had the right of it.

- I know sir, I understand, and I

hate asking, I can't even tell ya.

But like I said, I'm in a bad way.

- How much?

- Six thousand.

- Son, how much you make working for me?

- Enough.

- Boy, not nearly enough.

- Mr. Reed, I will pay you back.

- I'm sorry son.

- Mr. Reed, if I could just,

if I could just get some time.

- I'm sorry son.

I really am.

- Mr. Reed, I would never do this

if I didn't feel like it was important.

- Sean, there just ain't
nothing I can do for ya.

You hear me son?

I mean God bless ya boy, but
I'm running a business here.

- I understand.

Thank you for your time.

- Hey.

You gonna be okay?

- I'll be all right.

- Sean, God don't never give a man

more than he can handle.

You'll see.

You're gonna be just fine.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- John.

You seen Tommy?

- Sean.

My office.

- You seen him?
- My office.

Where you been?

- Boss, I--

- I ain't your boss Sean.

Boss means you been working,

and you ain't been doing none of that.

I had to hire a couple of
Mexicans out of a parking lot.

You know how many times
I've had to convince Reed

that hiring overpaid Irish
boys was good for business?

- Boss, I'm sorry, I
just couldn't let Tommy.

- Shit I know.

I knew it when you came
asking for that money.

Mr. Reed called.

Was you always this dumb?

- You want me to clear out my stuff?

- You quitting?

- You tell me.

- Give them Mexicans a
ride outta here after work,

and I can't be paying for no missed days.

- Hey Boss, where's Tommy?

- Fuck I know.

- Well he's here.

- The fuck he is.

- God damnit.

- Howdy.

- Get in the house.

- Claudia, where's the baby?

- He's napping.

- You want me to call the sheriff?

- No ma, just get in the house please.

Ma, shut the door.

- I'm just here to talk some sense.

- You don't talk to my family.

- I was just sitting--
- You don't.

You don't talk to my
family, you understand me?

- I hear ya.

But, Eddie ain't gonna
stop wanting his money.

- You'll get your money.

- Need it quicker than that.

- I don't, I don't know what to tell you.

We don't just have six grand
lying around the house.

- Then I'm gonna kill him.

You're brother, and
there ain't no other way.

- You know I can't let that happen.

- This doesn't need to be your problem,

just think about your family.

You think about the smart play here,

you just tell me where he is.

- I don't know where he is.

He could be locked up for all I know.

- Nah, he ain't locked up.

We'd know if he was,
and that'd make it easy.

You tell me where he is, and we walk away.

If I leave here without
Tommy, that's on you.

You hear me?

Think about this.

Think about what I'm gonna have
to do if you don't tell me.

Where's Tommy?

- Get the fuck off my lawn bud.

- Thanks for the lemonade.

- Exactly what kinda
jackpot we into here son?

- It's kind of a long story.

- You expecting trouble?

Not really.

- Care to elaborate on that?

- Sorry to ask you to do this.

I have no one else to
call, I'll be right back.

- What?

Is Tommy here?

- No.

- Sean.

Where's Tommy?

- I don't know man.

- Fuck you John.

- Well Sean.

What the fuck?

- Get up.
- Hey.

- Get up.
- Sean.

What the fuck man?

- Get out.

Get out.
- Where you going?

What are you doing?

Hey, what.

Where were you?

Where have you been?

Why weren't you at work?
- Sean!

Sean.

- Where have you been?

They came to my house Tom.

They came to my house, my fucking family.

I'm done Tommy.

- Sean.

- No, I'm done.

I'm sorry.

- Hey.

Hey.

- Hey Tommy, what the fuck
was that all about man?

- I need your car.

What?

- Please John, I need your fucking car.

- All right.

- Your gun?

Your piece, is it in there?

- Yeah.

Everything okay?

- Just gotta fix something.

I just filled it up.

Bring it back that way.

- Where were you?

I asked you a question Sean.

Okay.

- Tommy?

- Don't fucking move.

The cash, give me
the cash, let's go.

- Son look, let's think about this man.

Drop it!

Drop it!

Turn around!

Turn around.

- I was just coming to
get myself a Slurpee,

it's fucking hot out here.

I'm gonna have to call you back.

- Shit.

- Hey, you hear that?

Someone out there?

Hey, who's out there?

- You said to bring the money.

Shit, you scared
the fuck outta me.

Here we are.

- Yeah.

- So how's Margaret?

Emily?

- She good.

- That's good.

You remember when daddy left?

- Not really.

- Shit, you weren't much
older than Emily is now.

I remember this priest
came by the house to visit.

This was before mom
stopped going to church.

He just took me out
to the property line.

We just sat out there by the
fence like a couple a queers.

After a while he says,

"Leaving couldn't have been
easy on your daddy Tommy.

"He'll be thinking about
you boys all the time."

Shit, I just sat there thinking

what a bunch of crap
that sounded like to me.

And I told him it seems
just about the easiest thing

in the world is
to pick up and leave.

In fact, I still can't
think of anything easier.

Then we sat there for
a while, and he says,

he says to me, "Tommy,
good people do bad things,

"but that don't
make 'em any less good."

Do you think that's true?

Hey.

You think that's true?

- I don't know.

- I hope it is.