We Take the Low Road (2019) - full transcript

Surprised nobody else
has gotten to you yet,

you being a big-time
CEO and all.

Half the executives at
Cabalera have been taken out.

And yet... I find you jogging
through your neighborhood

like nothing's ever happened.

Your name and your address
all over the internet, man.

You're on the list.

Did you miss that?

You know, I did my research.

It was you,
your company that marked up

my cancer medication
by over 15,000%



That is exactly why
Medigate even happened.

And you know, I thought about
it. I thought about paying you,

what you would, what you would
charge me for my treatment.

I thought about bankrupting
myself, my family, I did.

I'm Stage Four.

Okay.

Since everybody
else is doing it...

this felt like the most
satisfying option.

Welcome back to
Left, Right and Reasonable,

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If you're just tuning in,
we are talking Medigate,

which is, I'm sure you know
by now, an information leak

that contains thousands of
documents proving collusion

between our government and pharmaceutical
and medical insurance companies.



But more
importantly, it proves that

they are making billions
of dollars while millions

of Americans die as a direct
result of their greed.

So now you have a bunch of
angry Americans taking the law

into their own hands and
assassinating people on that list

because they see
them as murderers.

It's happened in 15 different
states, and just yesterday

there was another grisly
murder in Michigan

that has Medigate
written all over it.

No, hold on,
it's beyond grisly.

This guy is a father of three,

and he chopped a man up
with a chainsaw.

Oh, and by the way, the media
coverage seems to glorify

his motives instead
of condemning them,

which they have done for almost
all of the Medigate murders.

Well, rich
people are killing people

and other people are
killing those rich people.

It seems like eye for an eye,
Old Testament justice.

- Eye for an eye?
- Think for a minute.

What's the difference between killing
somebody by denying them health care

and shooting them dead in the
street? The headline, that's it.

Jerry,
you're normalizing this.

I mean, we're talking about
the death penalty without

a judge or a jury. Whatever
happened to due process?

You want to ask
me what happened to due process?

I want to ask you, what
happened to the middle class?

I mean, they've polled average
Americans, conservatives,

liberals, atheists, religious
groups, there is no consensus...

Honey, I don't think
you should go back

to Washington for a few weeks.

This is starting to get scary.

Molly, 15 minutes.

Yeah, I... Shut up, yeah,
I said, I saw it.

God, you worry about everything.

If you're so worried about it,
upgrade your security.

I just had a new
system installed here.

It's bad-ass.

You know what? Molly is
giving me that same line.

Listen, I wasn't worried,

but I am certainly not
playing any games.

Paul.

Paul, Paul, calm down, man.

You're going to give yourself
another heart attack.

And then I got to come
down and eulogize you

to a room full of empty
chairs and explain to your

brain-dead kids, who will
likely be on their phones

the entire time,
that their father

is a panicky little bitch.

Yeah, you're scared, I get it.

We're all on the list,
but half these fuckers

are inner-city Section Eight
tweekers on a bender,

and Uber doesn't
make drops out here.

So will you fucking relax?

Paul, stop.

Listen, rather than calling me
every three hours,

why don't you go get a gun?

Put it under your pillow.
Or get a rottweiler, I don't give a shit.

But you're a senior executive,

so whatever you do,
fucking execute.

Michael, what was that?

Is everything okay?

There
is no consensus.

Even with the political
parties, it's a hung jury.

Sorry for your loss.

- Who's she?
- Go get her.

And you, would you quit with
the fucking ammonia already?

Did you get shot?
No, we've been through this.

Their DNA is fine,
your DNA is bad, okay?

Now, where's the safe?
Thompson, where's the safe?

Come on, come on,
wake up, let's go.

911,
what's your emergency?

I need help.

I need help,
there's people in my house.

What is
your location, ma'am?

Ma'am, I'm going to
need you to calm down.

- What is your location, ma'am?
- 334 Briarwood Court.

What the hell?

- I thought there'd be money here.
- Is that blood?

Please, please hurry,
you need to send somebody.

They're downstairs.

You shouldn't
have done that.

Now what am I going to...

What...

Shit, all right,
you deal with this.

Fuck!

I'm sorry.

What's the holdup?

Hey, what happened?

I don't know.

She, uh, she came at me, and...

she fell and...

she hit her head.

Jesus.

Hey.

Hey, it's okay.

This was an accident.

It's not your fault, okay?

Look, there's nothing
we can do about it.

She called the cops.

- She called the cops?
- She called the cops?

Let's go, put your masks on!

- We got to go.
- We got to go.

Put your masks on.

Go, go, go, go.

Come on, let's go,
come on, come on, come on.

Get in the car!

Well.

We did it.

God, you should have seen
how she looked at me.

Let her go?

You can't just let her go,
she's your daughter.

You think this is
what I want, Dad?

- I got no choice?
- Yes, you do.

Signing that paper
is your choice.

If I fight this,
I'm going to lose.

You know how the courts work.

What? I spend thousands
of dollars on attorneys

just so she can win anyway.

She hasn't done anything
bad enough to demonstrate

that she's an unfit mother.

Doesn't matter if
I'm father of the year,

if she wants custody,
she's going to get it.

Mace, you have
always been a fighter.

I remember the day
you were born,

looking at you through
that hospital window.

All hooked up to tubes.

You came early,
and they didn't think

you were going to make it,
but you did.

Now this, this is
something worth fighting for.

Look, you two, I know
I've said it 100 times,

but it's going to be okay.

Life has a way of
working itself out.

Why don't you sign the papers,
give her some space.

She can't keep her
away from all of us.

It isn't
going to be easy.

She'll get through it.

How about those court fees,
you need help?

No, you need to save that
for your treatment, okay?

I appreciate it a lot,
but I'll be okay.

I just want to see you happy.

I know.

Well, that weather's
coming around.

Better get your pole ready,
trout season's coming up.

Are you coming with
Thompson and I next week?

Oh, come on now, he's planned
the whole thing out.

Just take Friday off.

Well, he better pull
those steaks off the fire.

He's going to burn them.

Well, that's one good
thing about chemo.

I don't have to worry about
tasting Thompson's awful cooking.

George, honey,
can I get some help?

I better go check
on your mother.

She can never change the
batteries in them damn things.

I swear she's going to break
her leg one of these days.

- Everything all right?
- Oh, it's just the insurance, I don't want to talk about it.

Now, what's for dessert?

Excuse me, honey,
got to put the knife away.

- Stinker.
- You're putting up with me, hmm?

Silver lining to
getting divorced? Tinder.

You just push a few buttons
and these girls just show up.

Versal Baker's on it,
he's getting all sorts of ting.

He sends me these
pictures late at night,

when he's sleeping with them,
feel like I'm right there.

Dude, Versal Baker
is a sex offender.

- A what?
- Yeah, he's a sex offender,

- it's public record, man.
- Okay, well, I don't buy it.

Public record, I know
the guy really well, okay,

he's my best friend.
We have matching tattoos.

Oof, I love you,
man, but you got to stop

telling people
you're friends with him.

And probably get
that tattoo removed.

Yeah,
that would explain a few things.

You think you know somebody.

God, Versal's a sex offender?

Yep.

How do you... What are you
doing Googling these things?

What do we do now?

Ida, George's breathing
has slowed down.

Like we talked about.

I think now is a good time
to start calling your family.

I'm going to start packing up,

so I can leave you
both in peace.

Let me ask you something.

How do you people
live with yourselves?

You just spent the last
six weeks with my dad.

The hell with insurance,
he's a person, not a paycheck.

My parents have always been the
ones to do everything right.

They paid their taxes,
they voted.

They went to church,
they paid their ten percent.

They taught their kids
right from wrong.

And you, what you're
doing here, this is wrong.

Oh, you don't think you're part of the problem?
Yeah, they killed him six months ago,

when they denied his coverage,
but you're the cleanup crew.

And who the fuck can afford
all these exotic drugs anyway?

You can believe whatever narrative
you want to tell yourself,

but at the end of the day,
you crawl into the same bed.

I can't begin to tell
you how sorry I am,

for all of this.

Honestly, it is a tragedy
that this is how it is.

But I'm not the enemy.

I didn't make the rules.

Put yourself in my shoes.

Imagine your job is to watch

several people die every year.

That you've gotten
very close to.

I didn't grow up
dreaming to get paid

to watch people wither away.

But that's how it is.

I hope you know that
I've done the best that I can.

This whole situation, it...

it's not how it should be.

I know that.

But unfortunately, Ida,
we have exhausted our options.

I'm sorry.

If you need anything,
please let me know.

I really am sorry.

I'm really
going to miss her.

She was a lot of help around
here, very kind to your father.

You hungry?

How's your dad doing?

He just moans,
all day and all night.

He can't stop.

Honestly, at this point
I wish he would just go

because he's in so much pain.

But I feel bad saying that.

How's my bike doing?

Really, Thompson?

I'm sorry, that was, um,
that was fucked up.

Uh, how much longer
does he have?

Who knows?

Two days or two weeks.

All I know is,
I can't do a goddamn thing.

You hear about those leaks?

- Yeah, Medigate?
- Yeah.

After going through this
shit with my old man,

totally get why these
people are doing it.

People on that list
are fucking terrorists.

How are they terrorists?

Think about it, we're
spending billions of dollars

hunting terrorists overseas. That kill,
what, a couple hundred people, at the most?

Meanwhile, we have these
domestic terrorists in suits,

killing thousands of people every
year with zero accountability.

And yeah, we pay them to do it.

So, yeah, fucking terrorists.

Sorry.

No, I never thought
of it that way.

I think they're stupid. If was up to
me, I'd make a point not to get caught.

How's that?

I mean...
working in high-end security,

I deal with all kinds of these assholes.
We've installed security systems

for a bunch of people
on that list.

I mean, you know what it's like
going to these people's houses?

Guiding you around, bragging about the shit
that they have, rubbing it in your face.

I mean, if I had one
percent of what they had,

I'd, I'd...

I just...
That's what I want.

I mean, yeah,
it would make things easier.

Will's in second grade,
and we're still paying off

- medical expenses from his birth.
- Oh, yeah.

If I had that kind of money,
I'd put our kid through college,

take you on that
vacation you wanted

and still have enough to
live on Easy Street forever.

I mean, goddamn, I bust my
ass every single fucking day

and can barely keep
my head above water.

So yeah, fuck them.

It's a disgusting
display of opulence.

Okay, let's calm down.

I'm sorry, it's not right.

Remember, we're not supposed
to eat when we're stressed.

So it'd be that easy?

Just stroll in and kill someone?

Yeah, I mean, pretty much.

Okay, boys,
no one is killing anyone.

Here you go.

- Oh, your name's Mason?
- Yeah.

That's my uncle's name, hmm.

- Do you guys need anything else?
- No.

No, we're good, thanks.

Okay, I'll get you more coffee.

You got to slow down.

No, man, it's gluten free.

I can eat all I want,
not feel all the guilt.

She's got me trying
all these new foods,

to just kind of lose
some weight, you know.

Don't put this on me. He does this
to himself, he's always thinking

he's getting too big, so I
just, I make some suggestions.

I follow. I mean,
this body ain't what it used

to be in its glory days.

What?

Now?

I'm on my way.

- Mace.
- Everything okay?

I'm going to go with him,
I'll see you at home.

Hey, bud,
could you get me a beer?

Hey, bud,
Mom told me what happened.

- You want to talk about it?
- Not really.

Looks like you got
one good hit in.

Yeah.

Wasn't really enough.

I really don't feel like
talking about this right now.

Hey.

I'm not going to lecture you.

You stood up for yourself,
I'm proud of you.

Hello.

- Bobbi.
- Hey, Bobbi.

- Hey.
- Hey, man.

Hi, Mason. How you holding up?

I'm hanging in there.

Is she ready?

- She's good to go.
- Yes! Ha-ha.

- Built for speed.
- Oh, it is beautiful.

Well, don't thank me, thank
Bobbi, she did most of it.

Thank you, Bobbi,
it looks great.

I know.

Now, look at that crankcase.

That's USA built,
not that crap from China.

Mm-kay, well, I'm going to go
and leave you guys to it.

- I'll see you at home later?
- Sounds good.

Dinner's at seven.

You're welcome to come.

Bye, Bobbi,
be careful on that thing.

Love you.

All right, look, Dickhead,
I know you wanted to go cheap,

but the QC standards
in China just aren't

what they are here
in the States.

And when your shift
linkage breaks four times

in a season, you're not
saving money, are you?

No, that makes sense.

Right, and we've heard this
about 100 times before,

so how about today you
spare us the details?

Well, he has a habit
of not listening,

so I got to keep telling him.

And didn't we talk about
this the first time we met?

Oh, yeah,
we were at a bike show,

and he ended up spending the
whole day graciously telling me

about, uh, how his bike was
so much better than mine.

Yeah, well, the day it sticks

is the day we can stop
talking about it.

This is great,
I feel like I'm in your

sixth grade history class.

Oh, no, if you were in my class,

I'd only have to tell
you guys once.

Oh, is there
going to be a pop quiz

tomorrow morning, Mr. Garrett?

What's with the sass?

God.

Hey.

Let me ask you something.

Shoot.

Bobbi and I were talking about
what we were talking about,

you know, in the diner.
Were you serious about that?

About what?

That disgusting display of
opulence, accountability.

Oh.

Well, I mean, my bank
account's still in the red,

and after seeing your dad go
through what my dad went through,

it's kind of hard to say no.

Wait, are you serious?

Let's say we were real serious,

how would we get in and out?

Everybody already has their
addresses, but you have the access.

I've got a few ideas.

Assuming we're
all in on this, of course,

we'd need alibis
before anything else.

If there's anything I've
learned from stupid cop dramas...

- Cop dramas?
- Yeah, you never want everyone involved

to have the same story. You got to
split up. I mean, I've been watching

CSI, CSI Miami, NCIS,
all the shows.

I've seen How to Get
Away With Murder,

How to be a Murderer.
I don't know, I didn't pay attention.

But I know this, okay?
There's many, many shows

that will teach you everything you
need to know. And I've read some books.

And I promise you,
they explained it really well.

I'm talking about making
sure there's not semen floating around

everywhere that
they can get busted on.

Yeah, I get it...
I get that part of it.

You said something about
WWF and you lost me.

- Yeah.
- Just, whatever.

I'm just saying, okay.

Okay, like what, for example?

Okay, we're going to need
someplace we can get in and out of.

Be seen, but not recognized,
and be off the grid

for a little bit,
long enough to pull this off.

I don't even know
what that looks like.

Well, assuming I was in on it,
I could buy a ticket

to a music festival,
check in, set up a tent,

get a wristband,
take a few pictures

and then ditch out
after a couple shows.

I would just have to
make sure that I get back

before the festival's over.

Meet up with some people,
go home, good to go.

Damn, Murder She Wrote,

how long you been planning that?
I love it.

What about you?

Shit, I don't know,
haven't thought about it much.

Uh...

Okay, I guess I'd, uh...

I'd try to book a trip,
say I was traveling.

No, how's that going to work?

How are you going to scan your
boarding pass and not get on the plane?

Not to mention the cameras.
You'd be busted faster than

a knife fight in a phone booth.

Okay, use your noggin,
you can do better than that.

Okay, what if
you and I go camping?

We check in at the gate,
meet some people on the trail,

take some pictures,
set up a tent.

Take a shit or two.

Take a shit ,
I like it.

DNA at the alibi.

Yeah, then
we all meet up somewhere.

Then as long as we're back Monday
night in time to check out,

we're in the clear.
No one's the wiser.

That's what I'm talking about.

Okay, so we have our alibis,

what do we do next?

I mean, I'm not saying
it's going to easy but

it'd be pretty easy.

Assuming we're all in on it,
of course.

I mean, do you know how many people
on that list live in this state alone?

I was at this guy's
house all the time.

Total dick, but...

I installed his entire
security system,

from his front gate to his safe.

So, all we got to do
is sneak up,

punch in some numbers,
roll in old John Coyote,

shoot the motherfucker
and leave.

Okay, well, what's the story
on the safe, what's in it?

Well, he's rich, he has a safe.

I don't know what's in it,
but I'd like to find out.

So you just stroll in...

shoot him,

and get out, it's that easy.

I mean, you don't
want to be a total dumbass

and leave anything
behind like DNA, but

you bring some ammonia, some
bleach, you spray down the scene,

and it basically just dilutes

anything they would
find anyways.

I mean, look, guys,
cops are dumb.

It's not like on TV
where they have all this

fancy shit to catch you.

Yeah, but if you kill
somebody at the top

of the food chain, they're going
to look into it pretty hard.

No shit, dickhead, but what
I like about both your alibis

is that they take place in areas that
usually don't have cellphone service.

If there's anything
I've learned from 17 seasons

of CSI, it's triangulation.

That shit'll get you caught. So we get
some burners in case we get in trouble,

and we just turn ours off.

- I am super impressed.
- Thank you.

Lastly, we're going to
need some new wheels.

We can't be seen driving
around in ours, obviously,

and we might want to
tape up our license plate

just in case we miss a camera.

That way they just have
a car description to go by.

I can get us a car.

So, can I assume
we're all in on it?

Thompson?

Think about it.

No more worrying about bills.

No more worrying about not
having health insurance.

Do you know how long
I've waited for this?

To be a part of something big?

Sure, going to protests are
fun, you get to hang out

with your friends,
but nothing ever gets done.

This is direct action.

I know.

And in theory it would work.

This is fucking crazy.

What am I supposed to do?
I have a family.

I...

I just need to think about it.

Hey, bud.

Hi, Dad.

Hey, hon.

We're drowning in these bills.

Internet, insurance, cell,
gas, electric, groceries.

I just walked through
the door, can I have a...

I know, but we've been
dealing with this for years,

and nothing is getting handled.

Okay? we haven't touched
our student loans in months.

You know I want to get
Will into a better school.

He is so smart, and we're wasting
all of this time doing nothing.

And I'm working as much as I can, okay,
I don't know what you want from me.

I know, and I appreciate that,
but it's not enough.

For whatever reason,
it isn't enough

and we need to do
something about that, okay?

I'm here all day, every day,
taking care of Will.

He misses you.

This is not what
I signed up for, okay?

Maybe we should revisit
the idea of a second mortgage.

No.

I'll figure something out.

You haven't figured it out yet.

Okay,
we need to do this together.

Please?

I love you,
but this is just a mess.

What are we going to do?

Well?

Mason and I are going to
go camping this weekend.

I think it'll be
good for all of us.

1,300.

Look, I built this bike myself.

You won't find
another one like it.

Did all the fabrication
and mods.

Engine is bored out,
front end is lowered,

you got after-market
suspension, new tires,

new paint, can't go wrong.

Come on, man, when was
the last time you saw

a bike like this
roll through here?

All you guys have here
are a bunch of bicycles

with lawnmower engines
strapped to them.

This is a real motorcycle.

1,300.

1,300?

Come on,
I built this bike with my dad.

Exactly, it's overpriced.

I don't make any
money off memories.

1,300.

Besides, you got no title,
you'll want me to register it.

Come on.

What's the best price
you could give me on it?

1,300.

Hey.

Yeah, um, I'm good.

Can I swing by later?

Yeah, no, um, I'm fine.

I just... I need a favor.

Yeah, okay.

I'll see you then.

Goddammit, Bobbi.

You show up after three months
of not hearing from you?

It was really fucked up
when all that went down, like.

I'm sorry.

I was just going through
some shit, you know?

I couldn't handle how
fast it was moving.

I missed you.

Just trying to turn
things around, you know?

Still taking those, huh?

You know what I'm like
when I don't.

Neither one of us wants
to see that again.

You still not
tell anyone about it?

I shouldn't have to.

It's my thing, nobody else's.

Can we talk about
something else?

Are you still taking classes?

Yeah,
no, not really.

It's a lot of money to spend
for a job that doesn't pay.

Hmm, but you're so good.

It's not like I want to,
but my rent keeps on going up

and I have bills to pay.

We all have to grow up
some time, right?

I guess.

But don't give up on it.

Hey, where's Chomps?

Shit, I never told you?

- Yeah, he died.
- What, how?

- Heart attack.
- Cats can have heart attacks?

Yeah, I mean, they have hearts,
so that's what the vet said.

Damn.

Well, anyway, about the car.

What about it?

Are you sure
it's going to be clean?

What do you mean clean?

I just need a car
for the weekend.

It's a, a surprise.

Just can't be mine.

Okay, well, yeah,
the whole lot's full.

It's long-term parking,
some haven't left in years.

I drive them all the time.

Just bring it back as it left,

I don't see why
it should be an issue.

Yeah, of course.

But if anything happens,
I was never here, okay?

Yeah, like when we were looting
during the riots, right?

The less I know the better.

Yeah, just take the car.

Like I said, you got to
bring it back as it left.

I can't lose my job, Bobbi.

Yes, I got it.

I miss this.

Just a place where I could be.

You could do it
more if you want.

I'm glad you came by.

I'll see you next Tuesday.

Oh, Jesus. Oh, oh, God.

Did that really
just happen, huh?

Did we really just murder
somebody back there?

I'm an idiot,
what am I doing here?

You got to calm down, man.

It's okay,
we're going to be okay.

We didn't leave anything behind.

Nobody saw us go in or out.

Okay? We're going to be okay.

What are you doing,
are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

I... I just killed that woman.

- She didn't even do anything.
- Yeah, she did.

She called the cops, okay?

- You did everything right.
- This isn't right.

- Accidents happen.
- This is wrong.

Okay, this is wrong
what we just did.

I can't breathe.

- I'm starting to lose it, okay?
- Look, you need to get a grip.

I'm trying to get a grip,
okay, but I need...

I need like sugar or something.

My body's crashing.

Maybe at the next
town we can just stop

by a convenience
store or something.

Hey, mastermind, we can't
just go in somewhere.

We'll blow our alibis.

No, I know how these
things work, okay.

As long as there's not a camera,
no one's going to believe

the testimony of some small-town
toothless button pusher.

We just, we'll be fine.

We just got to go in and out,
and not make any conversation.

Okay, are you okay?

Oh, yeah, you know.

Just a little shaken up,
we just murdered two people.

If you're going to stop
make it quick, got it?

Yeah.

Hey, Bobbi, you need anything?

No.

What do you want?

This is a bad idea.

It's fine.

This place doesn't
have any cameras.

What are you looking for?
Are you all right?

Yeah, just lost my, um...

sunglasses.

Okay, they're just sunglasses.

Relax a bit,
keep an eye out, okay?

You'll be quick, yeah?

Yeah, piss, smokes,
snacks, five minutes tops.

Promise?

Promise.

Okay, you did everything you needed
to do and you did it correctly?

Yeah, man, relax,
okay, we cleared our tracks.

If there's one thing
we did right, it's the setup.

Everything about that
scene says break-in.

Don't touch anything
you're not going to buy.

And what the fuck, man? There was
supposed to be money in that safe.

- Not some science experiment.
- Yeah, what was that, blood?

Rich prick probably
wanted to freeze his head

like Walt Disney,
fucker wanted to live forever.

Instead he gets it blown off
like Bambi.

- It was Bambi's mom.
- Whatever.

And it wasn't really
about the money for me,

but it would have been nice
to leave with something.

Yeah, well, I didn't say that there was
money. I said I thought there was money.

And I need that
money more than you.

Raising a kid is
fucking expensive,

from the hospital bills
to the food to the school

to the lunch money to the
toys that are supposed to keep

him quiet and actually
just make him louder.

I'm in debt up to my eyeballs.

I don't even remember the last
time I had a vacation.

Natalie keeps wanting
tickets to Florida.

I can't even afford two
bus tickets to Florida.

Fuck Florida. I read this story
about this guy who ate this

other guy's face 'cause he was
high on bath salts or something.

Guess where he was from.

- Florida?
- Bingo.

I'm just counting down
the days till she realizes

she could have it better
with someone else.

Okay, well, look,
right now we just stick

to the plan and pray
it all works out.

Yeah.

So...

- what's up with Bobbi?
- What do you mean?

I don't know, she's acting a little
funny, don't you think?

I think it's just catching up
with her, with all of us.

Okay, just, she'll be all right,

just give her a chance
to calm down.

- Hey.
- Hi.

How's it going?

- Doing all right.
- Can't complain.

I'll take one of those.

I'm hungry.

Hey.

What are you doing?

Just looking for
the registration.

Want to make sure we have it.

Oh, found it.

Get back in the car.

See? Funny.

Shut up.

Seriously, though,
how you doing?

Not that
you'd tell me anyway.

I just, um,
can't stop thinking about her.

Her eyes.

Her lifeless body just...

laying there.

I've never killed
anybody either, I get it.

But you got to know we're doing
this for the right reasons.

That's what I keep
telling myself.

I feel so bad for her.

Wrong place, wrong time.

She just fell, hit her head.

You know she stared at me
right in the eyes when she died?

The right reasons?

You didn't see her face.

I just blew a guy's off.

He doesn't even have a face.

We're in this together.

I just keep thinking about
when this is all over,

getting on my bike and riding
till the tires go bald.

Never looking back.

You almost done?

It's getting there.

Yeah, there it is.

Ah.

You know I love him,
but he is an idiot.

I know. We wouldn't have been able
to do this without him though, right?

I guess.

- Good to go.
- Are you sure?

Maybe we could get
a proper meal up here.

If it's safe to eat.

Yeah,
I could use some actual food.

- Yeah, me too, I'm starving.
- Great.

Well, who wants to go
in when we get there?

Me, I would really love
to get out of this car.

All right, well, just make sure
you take those glasses off.

- Yeah, give them back to Elton John.
- Ha-ha.

My dad and I used to stop
and get Mexican food.

We came back from our
fishing trips.

I always remember how he'd open
them, little salsa packets.

He, he used his teeth,
and he'd just go at it

like a badger and he'd be like.

It just made me laugh.

Which in retrospect's
probably why he did it.

Hearing a kid laugh is
just about the only thing

they do that isn't annoying.

Yeah, it's the best
part of being a teacher.

Every day, I secretly
hope one of those kids

gets into some shit,
so I can get a good laugh

and, and send them down to
Mrs. Markovich's office.

I got in trouble so much they
were thinking about building

a second desk in
the principal's office.

Doesn't surprise me.

What'd your
mom think of that?

She was pissed.

She was always pissed.

No nonsense.

She always made it about her.
How I was like, embarrassing her.

My dad, he didn't care.

He was hilarious.

He used to sing these Christmas
songs, just obnoxiously loud

when we were in public
to embarrass us.

Eventually I learned just
to start singing along

with him so we could
be obnoxious together.

Damn.

♪ Jingle bells ♪

I wish I could have met him.

He was larger than life.

Even as he got sicker
and sicker,

my mom was...

she was always pissed.

Probably just sad as shit that
her husband was dying of cancer.

But the old man would just laugh
and crack jokes, chase me around.

Towards the end
it got a little morbid.

When they look like that,
you know, before they go.

Yeah, and that's
the version you remember.

Yeah.

Them at their worst.

Seeing somebody off as they die.

I wouldn't wish that
on my worst enemy.

Seems a little hypocritical given the
morning we had, but sure.

That's so fucked up.

At least you got to know them.

I never knew my parents.

What,
what are you talking about?

They gave me up
when I was a baby.

I went from one foster
home to another.

And then adopted at seven.

I used to watch these strangers

walk in and out every day...

hoping one of them was
my ticket out of there.

I'd wonder,

what's he like?

What's she like?

What's their house look like?

Am I going to have
brothers and sisters?

Making up all these
possibilities

every time somebody
walked in that door.

But all you get out of it...

you just watch your friends, the only people
in this world that you connect to, leave.

And you never see them again.

Fuck this.

Dude, I had
no idea she was adopted.

What the fuck?

It's best to let it be, man.

She's been in a bit of
a weird place since rehab.

How are you holding up,
with your dad and all this?

Clearly I'm doing
pretty well.

Just.

So good.

Got it together.

No, though, seriously...

I never thanked you...

for all you've done
for me and my folks.

Means a lot.

Yeah, man.

You're family.

Actually,
I'm not hungry anymore.

We got some miles to make up.

I'm always hungry.

Do what have you.

All right,
this silence is killing me.

You guys want to play
I Spy or something?

What are you, four?

Pops used to play it with
me on the way back from fishing.

Okay, fine, yeah, anything
to keep my mind off watching

that guy's head
explode on repeat.

Okay.

Uh, I spy with my little eye...

something yellow.

Uh, the dry grass.

No.

- Bobbi's jacket?
- Ah, yes.

I spy with my little eye...

something, uh, red.

Uh... the glasses.

- Yeah.
- Yeah!

All right,
Bobbi, you're up.

You want me to teach
you how to play?

I spy with my little eye,

something...

black and white.

Fuck. Oh.

Shit.

I got to tell you something.

What?

I got the car from Clyde.

- Who's Clyde?
- Clyde?

Why would the fuck would
you bring Clyde in on this?

- Who's Clyde?
- Guaranteed it's stolen. Why didn't you

tell me where this car was from?

It didn't matter.

He said the car was clean.

He has a whole lot full
of cars, it checked out.

And also, fuck you.

Do you know what I had
to do to get this car?

You know, it's not like we could
have just walked in somewhere,

bought something and put
our names on it.

This was the best
option that we had.

Yeah, well, either way,
none of our names are on the registration.

Okay, look, he's coming,
just, just chill.

Fuck.

Good day, Officer.

You all know why
I pulled you over?

Actually, I don't.

Well, you have tape
covering your license plate.

Any idea why that is?

No.

Tape?

That's news to me.

- I...
- Well, either way, I'm going to have to see

your license, registration
and proof of insurance.

Yeah, okay, sure.

You all sit tight.

You gave him your license?

Great, we might as
well just go out there

- and shoot ourselves in front of him.
- No, we can just drive.

- Okay, Mason, just drive.
- I'm not going to drive, I'm not going to drive.

We won't get
100 yards in this car.

All right, never mind,
I got this.

No, no, no, no, no!

So, Officer. I'm sorry.

What are we going to do?

Huh?

Now we'll all calm down.

I know, I know.

I'm going to use good judgment.

I haven't lost
my temper in 40 years,

but Pilgrim, you caused
a lot of trouble this morning.

Might of got somebody killed.

And somebody ought to
belt you in the mouth.

Is that John Wayne?

Now you understand.

Anything goes wrong,
anything at all,

your fault, my fault,
nobody's fault.

It don't matter.

I'm going to blow your
head off, simple as that.

Bobbi, Bobbi please,
Bobbi, please, Bobbi, no!

My name's
under bill of sale.

Ma'am,
get back in the vehicle.

Hey, I got this.

Ma'am,
get back in the car.

What the fuck, Bobbi?

What were you going to do?

Talk your way out of getting
your license back from him?

Talk your way out of
having him not radio in

where we are and who we are?

Doesn't add up.

Somebody had to do something.

So, don't be pissed
at me for saving your ass.

Both your asses.

Is he dead?

Well, he's not sleeping.

What are we going to do?
We can't just leave him here.

Just to clarify,
that's an off-white AMC

Eagle Wagon, late '70s,
early '80s, is that correct?

Over.

Yeah.

Well, that's it!

Don't worry,
I can sound enough like him.

You can sound enough like him?

You know why I pulled you over?

License and registration.

See? I, I, I just, I just
need to know what to say.

Well, anything's
better than nothing.

Stan, do you copy?

This is Stan, over.

Everything okay?

Everything's fine.

Just headed back to the station.

Just had a stop and go.

A stop and go?

Over.

Stan, do you
need me to send...

Now your
fingerprints are all over

the walkie.

Stan?

No, no, stop, stop, just, just
stop. We got to make a decision.

We got a body and a car,
do we take it or do we dump it?

Okay, are the keys in the car?

Well, yeah,
he did just drive here.

Uh, okay.

- I got an idea.
- Okay, well, it better be a good one

'cause we got to get
the hell out of here, fast.

Hope this buys us
a little bit of time.

Yeah,
assuming nobody comes out here.

Sure is nice out here.

I can't remember the last
time I was out this way.

You know, sometimes
God just gets it right.

Okay, we got to get out of this
car and into something else fast.

I imagine every cop out here
is going to be looking for us.

Where we going
to find a car, man?

We're in the middle of nowhere.

I know a place.

It's not far from here.

I used to go when
I was a teenager.

Lots of kids go there.

It's real nice, especially on
a clear night like tonight.

You can just throw
out a blanket,

lay in the field,
look at the stars.

And boys say those things to you
that make you feel like...

you matter.

Can I ask you something?

Yeah, of course.

What is this?

Like, this is
good for now, but...

what happens in September?

We don't have to break up.

Just because school's out doesn't
mean we have to end things.

We can get a place together.

It's going to work out.

I just want to be happy.

So do I.

Hey, what's that going to take?

Well...

I mean, I don't need a huge
house or a nice car.

I would really love to just

have a nice, little junk shop.

You know? Like, where I sell
antiques that I've hunted down.

Secondhand stores, you know,
if you do all the shopping,

you can sell the stuff
for a lot of money and,

I mean, who knows?

Maybe it'll be
a coffee shop too and...

I, I don't know, I just always
thought that'd be fun.

I think it sounds
like a great idea.

I can help out around the shop.

We can get an awesome place.

You know I make
a mean cup of coffee.

Yeah, but aren't you afraid?

You know? That we'll just
end up two different people?

No, not at all.

Listen...

if we can be together...

we can go together.

You know how much I love you,
right?

I love you too.

But your coffee is not
that good.

- Hello?
- Hello?

- Darrell?
- Hands up.

- What?
- I said put your hands up, don't move.

All right, good.

Now I'm going to take your van,
because I need it.

No, you can't.

You can't take the van, it's not
mine. My dad will kill me.

It doesn't matter.

This is a matter of
need versus want.

Tie her up.

- What?
- Tie her up, tight.

Go to the rope and tie her up!

Feet and hands.

It's freezing out here.

We're 20 miles from town.
No one's going to be coming out this way.

Fill another bottle up.

Set the bottle... What? No.

Look, lady,
you can have the van.

But how about you
give us a ride first?

Yeah?

Okay.

Keep your hands up, turn around.

And back up slowly.

Miss, she's in a dress.

It's been getting real
cold out here at night.

The coyotes, she could be
eaten alive, you know.

Better yet.

What if we take you home?

Where do you have to go? We have
a full tank of gas, we could...

take you wherever
you have to be.

And then no one gets in trouble.

This is will all be just
some crazy story, you know?

Kid,
I'm taking your van.

This time tomorrow,
I'll be in another vehicle.

The cops will be delivering
your van to your dad's house,

and it will be
another crazy story.

What's your deal, lady,
you off your meds or something?

- Yeah.
- All right, let's not get...

He moved.

I can't believe that,
what an idiot.

I mean, who does that?

That changes everything.

Now what am I going to do?

Think, think, think,
think, think, think.

Safety on, safety off.

Safety on, safety off.

I'm sorry.

You actually look
really pretty tonight.

I remember what it was
like to be your age.

It's a lot of work.

Where do I look when I aim?

Like this, Papa?

Okay, now keep your
eyes where the barrel's pointed.

Only aim your gun at something
you're going to shoot.

- Okay, like this?
- Mm-hmm, steady, sweetheart.

And remember,
don't pull, squeeze.

Miss?

I just want to go home.

Me too.

I don't want to talk about it...

but I think we should
talk about it.

What's that?

You think
she killed more people?

Does it matter?

Yeah, it matters, Mason.

Because I guarantee those
people weren't on the list,

and that cop wasn't
on that list.

What are we doing this for, huh?

Yeah, it matters.

It's a means to an end.

I need to make a phone call.

Hand me a phone.

No, I don't want you
talking and driving.

It's dangerous and illegal.

Hand me a phone.

Thank you.

Hello, hey, Ma, how's
everything going at the house?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, anybody stop by for me?

Good.

Yeah, I'm just tired.

She's fine, she's just sleeping.

Yeah.

Hey, honey, it's me.
Uh, just checking in,

I'm sure you guys are at church.

I just want to
say I love you, uh.

Trip's been pretty
interesting so far.

Uh, how are things
going with the house?

Bet you're getting it
all ready for your mom.

I love you guys,
and I'm excited to see you,

and maybe we can get
some Mexican food...

That's not the fucking burner,
you fucking idiot!

Hey, hey hey, hey!

Cut it out, stop!

Out of the car!

- Go!
- Okay, Jesus.

Move!

Keep walking, go!

What have you done?

I'm sorry.

Hey, let's all
just calm down a bit,

right now, okay, we don't
need to be falling apart.

No, fuck that.
He just fucked us.

Please, Bobbi, it was
an honest mistake, okay?

I grabbed the wrong phone,
they look alike.

Yeah, Bobbi,
we'll, we'll figure it out.

Okay, it was a mistake.
We're all tired.

Just put that down, okay,
we'll, we'll figure it out.

Fuck you.
You worthless son of a bitch,

I'm going to blow
your goddamn head off!

I have a family,
okay, they need me.

I don't give a shit who needs you.

It's not going down
like this, okay?

Just put it down.

We'll get back in the van,

and we'll worry about
what we need to do next.

Don't make me do this.

You think this is what
Dad would have wanted?

Oh, good job, Bobbi,
that's my girl.

But we always got
to put the safety on.

All right, Bobbi, let's see how
your brother does. Come on, Mace,

show her how to do it. Okay,
now you take a deep breath.

- All right.
- Aim, take a breath, let it out.

And squeeze.

Oh.

Ah, it's all right, Mace,
you'll get it next time.

No, Bobbi, please!

No, Bobbi, please don't!

Don't, stop, stop.

Just stop, stop.

No, no, come on, we got to
get you to the hospital.

You'll die if you
don't get there.

Stop, I can't go to a hospital.

We both know that.

Well, what...

What do you want me to do?

I don't know.
Just... finish me off.

No, I'm not going
to just finish you off.

You better toss that
idea right now.

Then give me a gun
and I'll do it myself.

How are you going
to shoot yourself?

You already have a bullet
hole in your shoulder.

What, what are the cops
going to think?

And plus, and it feels like
you can't do it, you see?

I mean, it doesn't
really reach around,

and you can't have
it through here.

Do you want to not be
an asshole right now?

I'm sorry,
there's just a lot going on.

I can't
go to a hospital.

Well...

Fuck!

Just listen, listen.

I have to tell you something.

What?

I lost my pills.

What pills?

It doesn't matter.

What matters is, um,
I don't have them anymore.

So what?
We'll get you new pills.

There's got to be
a pharmacy around here.

No, Mason, you don't understand.

I lost the bottle
at the house in Brier.

Now what am I going to...

So she lost her pill bottle,
what's the big deal?

What's on a pill bottle?

I don't know, a lid?

No, dumbass!

Her name and address.

It doesn't matter, I don't care.

I'm not leaving you here,
end of story.

Think about it, Mason.

It's all on me now.

No, it'll be okay. Come on, we'll find...
we'll think of something.

We'll think of something.

Just, just take me
so I can watch the sunrise.

Sh, sh, sh, no.

No.

Sh, sh, sh, sh.

Oh, fuck.

Okay, sh, sh, sh, come on,
come here, come on, come on.

Come on.

You'll get used to it
the more you do it.

Do you know why
my first mommy left me?

Well, that...

It wasn't 'cause
she didn't love you.

It's just...

Our family was the best thing
for you at the time.

Yeah, you're a pretty
good big brother.

Thank you.

You're not going to leave me,
are you?

No.

Promise?

Promise.

This is shit.

This whole thing is shit.

Last Thursday,
I was at my house.

Having dinner with my family.

Laying on my bed,
fucking my wife.

She probably hated it,
but I probably loved it.

And now I'm going to have
to get used to seeing my son

once a week,
if he finds it convenient

to drive down
to the state penitentiary

and learn to love his
father through glass.

And how long is that
going to last, huh?

I'm sure by now some cop has
found Bobbi's pill bottle.

And what do we do from there?

I bet there are cops sitting
in your mom's living room.

Right now.

And that means that
this whole entire thing

depends on her
acting.

I hope Graham County
Community College

had a stellar acting program.

I think we're going to be okay.

Do you think
this is going to work?

It has to work.

Just try it.

Oh, geez.

They were both gone
for the weekend.

Mace was on a camping
trip with his friend.

I...

- Keep going.
- Okay.

It has to be believable.

Okay, I think they
checked in Friday morning.

I'm sure you can
find them out there.

You know, she went to the... Bobbi went
to the music festival at the Gorge.

The one where all the kids
like to go to these days.

That's really good, Mom.
Just don't say the part about the kids.

It doesn't sound real.

Bobbi went to the music
festival at the Gorge.

She checked in on Friday,
too, I think.

She doesn't call me that much.

I don't hear from her
as often as I'd like.

I don't hear from her
as often as I'd like.

We believe your daughter
stole a gun from this home.

So she's out there,
armed and possibly dangerous.

We need to find her, Ida.

Do you have any idea
where Bobbi might be?

She must be at the concert.

She sent me these pictures.

I'm sure she's still there.

And what about these pills?

Pills, what kind
of pills are those?

Well, according to
this bottle, it's lithium.

Lithium.

What, what for,
what do you take lithium for?

Ida, I don't know. What I know is
that we need to find your daughter.

Well...

If she's out there
sick or hurt, she...

she must need her medication.

Maybe someone stole her pills.

That's it,
maybe she's the victim here.

She's at the concert.
You should start there.

- We should start there.
- Ida, you need to stay here.

Now, I promise you,
we're doing everything

we can to find your daughter.

If you see or hear
anything from her...

you call me.

Okay?

You'll let me know
when you find her, right?

Of course.

Answer, answer, answer, Bobbi.

I'm out, Mace.

I'm out.

I want to go home.

And I want to see my family
and I want to see my son.

Okay, nobody knows
anything about this.

So just take me home.

If that's what you want.

Thompson, I'm sorry
everything went to shit.

I hope you know none
of this is on you.

Go in.

Do what you got to do.

If you're not back here in
five minutes... I'll understand.

But Monday's closing in.

And I can't stop now.

Inside
was a horrific scene.

Our own Kevin Curtin
spoke with him.

When I saw
the door was open, I knew I...

- Honey?
- Hey.

Why are you home so early?

Look at you, geez,
take your boots off.

Uh.

We went hiking around
the trailhead,

and I slipped and fell
into a ravine.

I'm fine, but then we got
to the campground and...

Mace realized
he forgot the stupid tent, so.

We just packed up
and came back early.

That's a bummer.

Oh, other than that, how was it?

It was something.

I bet it was, I mean, you
haven't been hiking in years.

Bet you were just
having the best time.

Did you bring enough snacks?

Oh, yeah.

Speaking of snacks,
you must be so hungry.

- I'm going to make you something.
- I'm fine, it's okay.

Oh,
just give me a minute.

I'm...

I'm making
you something.

I'll take
questions at this time.

Given the
extenuating circumstances

of this case and Mr. Winston's
connection to...

Oh, yeah,
that's from the bank.

They denied our
request for the loan.

What
kind of question is that?

Of course it doesn't.

My job is not to judge
this man's life.

Okay, we are
trying to find a killer,

or killers, we don't know yet.

And last I checked,
Mrs. Winston wasn't named

in those documents, so,
no, this does not lower

this case's priority.

We treat all cases like this

with the utmost
importance. Next.

You noted
that the security system

was disabled, does that
narrow your list of suspects?

Uh, yes, that is
something we are looking into.

- Any other leads?
- Nothing that can be discussed at the moment.

Okay,
I'll take one more question.

Baby?

What's wrong?

Baby, listen.

It's okay.

God's got a plan for us.
Don't worry.

I didn't go out
and start breaking the law.

So, personally, I feel like
we're dealing with criminals.

And as police officers,
we're here...

Where's Will?

Oh, he's over at
the neighbor's house.

They were getting
Chinese food.

You should have seen them,
they were out front

playing all day,
bleeding that hose dry.

You know, I tried to
make them some lemonade,

but for some damn reason,
they just love the hose.

A friend of
Michael and Molly Winston.

Jason, are you there?

Uh, yep, I'm here.

How are you holding up?

We're all
pretty upset over here.

See the news at all?

No, anything good?

Just this poor couple
over in Brier, they were murdered.

They think it has something to
do with the whole Medigate thing.

Jesus, Brier is close to home.

Yeah.

They, uh... they catch anybody?

Mm-mm, not yet.

He was a businessman,
and he didn't break any laws.

You know, I want to feel
bad but it's kind of hard.

It's karma, right?

I'm going to save
this for later.

Honey, don't forget that
my mother's coming back next weekend,

so we got to clean up around
here and get ready for her, okay?

With a chance of some
late-summer thunderstorms on Monday,

highs in the 80s for
Spokane, Pascoe, Tri-Cities,

while Bellingham,
Mount Vernon and Seattle

all remain in the 70s.

As we head into Monday,
it looks like we've got a bit

of a low-pressure
front coming in.

Baby, what is going on with you?

I know that I have been letting
things slip around here...

but things are going
to be different, okay?

I promise you.

I promise you.

There better be some goddamn
money at that next place.

You made the right choice.

Fuck you, Sam Brock.

Huh.