Disturbing the Peace (2020) - full transcript

A small-town marshal who hasn't carried a gun since he left the Texas Rangers after a tragic shooting, must pick up his gun again to battle with a gang of outlaw bikers that has invaded the town to pull off a brazen and violent heist.

Take the shot, Steve.

Did you hear Mayor Cockran
is going to

double the parking fines
later this month?

He ain't the mayor yet.

You feeling all right?

Why wouldn't I be?

Catie told me you stopped by
the bar last night?

Let me tell you
something right now.

I don't like people
keeping tabs on me, okay?

I made a fresh pot
of coffee, Marshal.

Thank you.



She said you
had some bad news.

Yeah.

Who was Steve Lucas?

Steve was a Texas Ranger.

He was my partner
until I shot him.

What happened?

We were serving a felony arrest
warrant just outside of Dallas.

Suspect got the jump on him.

Your partner
gets taken hostage,

you do not give up
your weapon,

otherwise,
you'll both end up dead.

- But how did you...
- Steve was being held from behind.

He called out his name
to me which was a signal

that he was gonna drop
and then I was to take the shot.



But the kidnapper must have
suspected something.

My bullet left Steve paralyzed
from the neck down.

He lay in a hospital bed
for 10 years.

He died last week.

Never got to touch his wife
or hold his kids ever again.

Is that why you don't carry
a gun?

I've not picked up
a weapon since.

But, like I said,
I don't like people

keeping tabs on me, okay?

I'm gonna go make this deposit.

Say hi to that new teller.

What new teller?

What do you figure they're
doing all the way out here?

Breakfast maybe.

Yeah.

Thank you, Catie.

I didn't see you Sunday,
Mr. Bozeman.

I know, and I'm sorry.
I was just feeling a bit poorly.

But I heard you gave
a good sermon.

It's all right.
We're not judged

by how many sermons
we sit through.

But I sat through
some rough ones in my time.

Ain't that the truth?

Phillip,
you're my campaign manager.

It's your job to press
my contributors.

- I need a war chest.
- A war chest?

What for?
Nobody else is gonna file.

Closing date's not for a week.

Who you afraid of? Jim Dillon?

Afraid he'll throw his hat
in the ring?

I'm not afraid of anybody,
especially, not Jim Dillon.

- Give me a beer.
- Sorry, sir.

We don't serve alcohol
till after 5:00 PM.

I didn't ask
what you were serving.

I told you to get me a beer.

I told you we're not serving
beer till after 5:00 PM.

Let go.

What's going on here,
fellas?

- Nothing much, Officer.
- Yeah?

Don't look like nothing to me.

Stay down, son, or I'll give her
another run at you.

You need to get out.

You okay?

- Hey, Amanda.
- Hey, Matt.

- How are you?
- Good. How are you?

- Hanging in there.
- Good.

- Hot outside.
- Yeah.

So I was thinking
on my walk over here,

would you wanna have dinner
with me next week?

Don't you have a girlfriend?

No. I did, but I don't now.

That's been over
for quite a while.

Oh. I'll think about it.

Great.

- You got nothing on me, man.
- Sit down.

I was defending myself.

I need you to run this prisoner
to county lockup by yourself.

- By myself?
- Yeah. I'm staying here.

What's wrong?

These boys
are riding into town,

starting a fight
with only of them involved.

The other one
just watching on.

Don't make sense.

Can you get him processed?

Let's go.

Where you taking me?

Watch your head stepping
inside, sir.

I'll expect
you back here by noon.

- Just a minute, Marshal.
- Councilor.

I wanna talk to you
about what happened at the diner.

I saw you hiding in the corner.

That was a god safe place to be.

I'm talking about last night
when you were drinking.

I was off duty.

As town marshal,
you're always on duty.

- What do you want, Rogers?
- As mayor, I'm putting you on notice.

- Acting mayor.
- Beg your pardon?

You're not mayor yet.

Then as acting mayor,
I'm putting you on notice

since you've been
added to the agenda

of the next board
of supervisors meeting.

We're gonna discus your behavior
last night and this morning.

Well, I'm flattered.

Have a nice day, Marshal.

Yeah. I'll be there in 30.

- Didn't hurt you, did he?
- No.

He hit like a girl.

Well, not a girl like you.

So I was thinking...

maybe you could come over later
and we can ride before dark.

The horses are getting
a little antsy.

Well, we can't have that now,
can we?

Definitely not.

Show me that. Does it hurt?

Nah. You're tough.

Hello? Hello?

Did your phone just die?

Yeah.
I'm not getting a signal.

It's not the breaker.

I ought to see
what's going on.

Look out.

What the hell?

Sir, can you hear me?

Sir, stay put.

Can you hear me, sir?
Sir? Whoa, whoa. Okay.

Yeah. I can hear you
loud and clear, motherfucker.

Can you hear me? Huh?

- Okay. Wait.
- Now, get in the car.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
- Move, motherfucker.

Okay. All right.
All right. All right.

Get in. Get the fuck in.

Move your legs.

Motherfucker.

All right. He is three miles up.
Just went 10-8 off a signal 21.

Bro, seriously.
What does that even mean?

Back in service
after a traffic stop.

Two, three, one,
Paul, Robert, Paul.

79 South.
10-mile marker.

We got 90 minutes.

Morning, ma'am.

Is there something wrong,
Officer?

Yes, ma'am.
The reason I'm stopping you

is 'cause you were speeding.

I need to see
your driver's license,

registration, and proof
of insurance please.

I would.

What did you do? No one
was supposed to get killed.

You get out of here right now
or you're going to be next.

- Got it?
- Yeah.

Always a pleasure seeing you,
Marshal.

Now, how about you give me
that radio?

Put your hands up, up!

- Put your hands up!
- Get the fuck up, move!

Go to that fucking door!
Go, go, go!

- Move!
- Don't make me fucking shoot!

Come on, move, move!

Come on, get the door.
Move, move, move!

Hey, come on, move!

- Go, go, go!
- Go, go, go!

Get in the window!

Hands up or I'll fucking shoot!

Hey, hands up!
Hands!

So this is where they post you
after you shot your partner,

huh, Marshal?

Marshal James Dillon, I assume.

Well, I got to tell you,
I'm kind of surprised

to see you here.

I thought you and your partner

be transferring to prison

or to county together.

That's the procedure,
ain't it, Marshal?

Who are you?

Things haven't changed
much around here, huh?

Still the same.

My name is Diablo.

Not really my Christian name.

It's what my friends call me.

And my enemies.

I guess my question to you

is which one are you gonna be?

Are you gonna be my friend

or are you gonna be my enemy?

You don't wanna hurt nobody
in this town.

Why, what are you gonna do?
You're gonna arrest me?

'Cause I'm not going back
to prison again.

You're gonna have to shoot me.

I don't wanna have to find out.

Sounds like a threat.

But I understand
that's the paradigm

which you operate.

Simple conditioning.
Well, it's kind of like...

it's kind of like Pavlov's dog.

You see a threat
or you see a problem,

you take charge, right?

Well, that paradigm
is no longer valid.

There is a new paradigm
in town...

and a new marshal.

From now on, you do what I want,
when I want,

and you might just make it out
of this fine day,

you understand, Marshal?

I said do you understand,
Marshal?

I am gonna arrest you.

I respect a man with confidence.

Pyro, open the vault.

- Come here, sweetie.
- Baby.

I need you to take me

to your vault.

I can't.

Hey, hey, you fucking
listen to me, okay?

If you lie to me about anything,

anything at all,

I'm gonna get
real irritated, okay?

And the rest of your day...
let's just say

there won't be
a rest of your day.

The vault, it's set
on a time clock.

I can't open it
even if I want to.

Opens at noon.

It's only...

Okay.

So two minutes away.

Kind of like we knew
the schedule, huh?

Why don't we take a little walk.

Open it.

- Come on.
- Okay.

Now, listen,
if you play any fucking games with me,

I'm gonna shoot your kidney,
You feel that?

You don't have to worry
about that.

I'm not the one worrying, babe.

Let's go!

- It's open, it's open.
- Move.

Get the fuck down.

Here your bitch back, Marshal.

I'm sorry.

Now is not the time
to start feeling sorry

for yourself.

Lock them in the church.

Move it!

Come on, let's go.

Stay out of that church.

My, my, my.

Catie Reynolds.

You sure have grown up.

Let's go.

Do I know you?

No, not really.

I knew your father.

Little too heavy on the fire

and brimstone for my liking.

But I guess that comes
with a job, huh?

Now I understand your back,
trying to hold together

this piece of shit town.

What is it that you want?

I guess I'm like
the prodigal son

that's back to collect his dues.

And then you'll leave us?

Not yet.

There ain't nothing else
to steal here.

There will be in 28 minutes.

That's an armored truck.

First sign of trouble,
they'll call the state police.

We'll have to see, won't we?

Put them in the vault.

Hey, Candi, how are you doing?

I'm dead on my feet.

Well, you look great.

Well, I hate working days.

Nobody tips.

How about I take you out
to dinner?

You never give up, do you?

How many times
have you asked me out?

Eighteen now.

Well, my shift started
at 4:00 AM this morning.

Well, how about lupper?

You know, it's like brunch,

but in between lunch and supper.

Come on.

All right.

But you've got to promise

to take me home early.

Like 7:00 early.

Okay, I'll see you at 2:00.

How much this time?

Fifteen million,

four hundred
thirty-two thousand,

three hundred
and twenty-two dollars.

Should, could buy a lot of tacos
with this kind of scrap, huh?

I'm gonna ignore that
racist-ass comment.

But, yeah, I could buy a bunch
of tacos with that money.

All right, man, let's go.

I got to be back before 2:00.

Comm check, over.

Base Alpha One,
comm check, over.

five by five.

We're on the move.

Be careful, compadre.

Matt.

You in the car.

Hey, Big Dog get my back.

Get out of the car.

Get out of the car.

Hey, stop.

Hey.

Hey, I will blow her brains
all over the pavement,

you hear me?

I'm not fucking around.

I will shoot her right now.

Come up with your hands
above your head,

throw your weapon on the ground.

Ten, nine...

Test me again.

Test me again.

Marshal, are you listening?

You and your rookie deputy?

Nah, damn.

We're gonna need backup.

Yeah, we probably do.

But for now, unfortunately,
it's just you and me.

Eight, seven,

six, five...

Stop!

Stop!

She's my wife!

Let her go.

Oh, no, Martin.

What the hell is he doing?

He's surrendering.

That's suicide.

Please.

Please.

No, no, no, no.

- Holy shit.
- Please.

You're his wife?

Yes.

Yeah?

Oh, no, no.

Marshal, five...

four...

Matt.

Three, two...

One.

Here we go.

Pyro, go.

Go.

Spider.

Spider.

Keep moving.

What the hell
Jim doing out there?

Trying to save us.

Well, he's not doing
a very good job of it.

When this is over,
the Town Council

is gonna review Jim's contract.

Really?

Is not the right time
for this discussion?

Can't you wait
until we're out of this mess

before you cook up a scheme
to fire Jim?

This is not about
firing Jim Dillon,

it's about what's best
for the town.

Quiet as a mouse.

No, Rogers, it's not.

This is about you and me,

and there will never be
a you and me.

What are we doing?

Hey, listen,
I need you to go out to the highway

and flag down
the armored truck, okay?

What about you?

Take these.

I'm staying here.

Go, just to what I tell you.

Andale, andale, arriba, arriba.

Jim, it's Matt.

Can you hear me?

I know who it is, Matt.

There's a state trooper parked
at the end of the county road.

I'm gonna try
to make contact with him

and see if I can get him
to call for back-up.

Negative, the gang
are monitoring

police frequencies.

Listen, why don't you tell
the trooper

to drive to
the state police barracks

and just bring reinforcements?

That could take forever.

What are we supposed to do
until then?

Don't get yourself killed.

Hey, compadre,
we're approaching the turnout.

Siesta time is over.

What the hell?

Hey, why are we slowing down?

State trooper up ahead.

- Is it a wreck?
- Don't look like it.

Better not make me late.

What's going on, Sir?

Gas leak.

Can we get in?

Yeah, it's cleared up now.
You'll be fine.

Are you sure? Because, you know,
I'd hate to get blown up.

You... you'll be okay.

Don't worry.

All right.

Jim, they got
the state trooper, too.

The armored truck is on its way.

I'm coming back to you.

Okay.

You should've seen that inbreed.

It looks like his parents
were brother,

and sister, and first cousins.

Hey, well, if the state's taking
in inbreeds,

maybe you should apply.

Ha ha.

Better be cool.

Hey, you seeing this?

Yeah, where is everybody?

Must be the gas leak.

You think maybe
we should head over

to the backup truck?

That's another 32 miles.

We'll never make it back
by 2:00.

Okay, hotshot, don't sweat it,

I'll get you back in time
for your date.

Here they come.

Why don't you go inside first,
make sure everything's cool?

Maybe they closed
because of the gas leak.

Hey, do you think
something's up?

With the whole town?

I'm just saying.

It's your turn.

It's always my turn.

But something doesn't
smell right.

Hey, you're late.

Easy, cowboy.

Lopez, somebody just shot at me.

Spread out.

Mayday. Mayday. Mayday.

Mayday. We're be...

Don't make me shoot
your partner.

I don't have all day.

Hey, man,
I'm just doing my job, bro.

We're all here
just doing our job.

Unlock the door.

No.

No?

They just killed my partner.

- Do you copy? Mayday. Mayday.
- Unlock it.

- We're being robbed. Mayday...
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Nobody can hear you.

That shot took out your antenna.

We have protocols.

If I don't call in
in 10 minutes...

No. No.

Sixty minutes.

I read all your protocols.

Sixty minutes after you log in,

if your dispatcher can't reach
or hear you,

she calls local police,

60 minutes.

But do you think I'm gonna
let you sit in there

for 60 minutes?

You got a dilemma, my friend,

a choice between
the lesser of two evils.

Option one,

you open the door,

you live the rest of your life
with your own abject failure.

Option two,

you don't open the door,

you die a hero.

Jim, where are you?

I'm just leaving my house.

I'm by the feed store.

I think I see someone upstairs
with a rifle.

I'm gonna try to break inside
and check it out.

Copy.

But, unfortunately,
I don't have all day.

So you got to make a choice.

Now, I know what you're doing,

you're scrambling,

you're trying to think
of a third option, aren't you?

There isn't one.

There's no more.

Can you hear me through this,
huh?

There's no more fucking options!

We're all set.

You see?
Now it's too late.

Do it.

Yeah!

Big Dog, load it up.

Pyro, go light it.

Yeah, I'm on it.

- And what was Pyro lighting up?
- What do you mean?

We can't just let him get away.
He's seen our faces.

Yeah, what does that matter,
all right?

We're gonna be out of
the country in 12 hours.

Hey, no one was supposed
to get hurt.

No one's ever supposed
to get hurt.

Man, it just happens.

Oh, so you're just gonna
kill them all, huh?

Hey, why don't you just go
to every house

and shoot everybody?

Like you did in Iraq?

Huh? Don't pretend
like you're not a murderer.

- That was war.
- This is war!

Fuck you.

Ah, ah, ah, whoa.

- Want me to kill him?
- No, no.

He'll come around.

Everything's going to be okay.

How do you know that?

Jim and Matt are out there
alone.

Look at us.

Come with me.

Jim, where are you?

Jim, it's Matt, where are you?

Matt, where are you?

I'm upstairs
above the feed store.

I took one of them out.

I got his gun.

It's a rifle with a scope.

Okay, good.
Well, stay high,

see if you can make use
of that weapon.

Marshal?

Hold your position.

Fuck.

You, you,

Preacher's daughter,
come here.

- Don't you touch her.
- Shut up.

Marshal, he's got Catie.

Matt, do not make a move.

Marshal.

Marshal.

Hey, Marshal.

Marshal.
I've got somebody here

that wants you
to turn yourself in.

You do want him
to turn himself in, don't you?

Huh?

Hmm?

Shit.

I'm not fucking around, Marshal.

Marshal, I can't get a shot.

Matt, stand down.

My associate will shoot her
in the fucking face.

Hey, lawman.

You and your partner.

You're running out of time.

Marshal.

Okay.

All right, Marshal, that's it.

Shoot her.

Stop.

Good decision, deputy.

Don't hurt her.

Shit.

Hey, hey. No, no, no, no.
Come here, come here.

Come here.

I hate this fucking town.

You know that?

Big Dog, come here.

Go check that out.

You, motherfucker.

I'm gonna get you, Marshal.

Son of a bitch.
Get him inside.

Matt. Matt.

Get me another truck.

Don't make a sound.

Walk.

Pyro, man.

We need to get that
fucking Marshal.

No, man, we got
what we came here for, right?

Uh, so let's just get
out of here, brother.

What's that say?

Huh?

What's that say?

Never forgive.

Yeah.

- Never forgive.
- Okay.

Inside.

Why did you all come
to this town?

Diablo was born here.

His father worked in the mine,
until it closed down

and he drank himself to death.

Diablo hates this town.

I heard him say
you were a Marine.

Ex.

No such thing.

How'd you know?

I was Force Recon.

Semper Fi.

You ought to be ashamed
of yourself.

I am.

Matt.
Daddy had a radio.

An old ham rig.

It's still in his office.

But you can't contact
the state police on it.

You don't have to. Just another
ham operator and they can.

All right.

I'm gonna go.

Matt, come in.
Do you read me?

Where are you?

Grunt or pogue?

0311, rifleman.

You took an oath once.

You joined a brotherhood

bound by honor, loyalty,
and blood.

Do you recall them?

Yes, I do.

I'm giving you a choice, Marine.

There's one in the pipe.

But I'm reminding you,
you're still under arrest.

Yes, sir.

Any station, any station.

This is Horse Cave

Deputy Marshal
Matt Reynolds here.

Do you copy?

Any station, any station.
This is Horse Cave

Deputy Marshal
Matt Reynolds here.

- Do you copy?
- Horse Cave,

this is AQI 709
out in Columbus.

What can I help you with,
Deputy?

Columbus, we need back up.

Multiple suspects,
heavily armed.

Please send reinforcements.
Do you copy?

Go ahead.

Fall back.

Where are you heading, Marshal?

You can't run.

Marshal.

Come on, come on, come on.

Hurry up, guys.
Come on.

Diablo, we got to go.

Come on, Diablo.
We got to go.

We're good.
We're good. Last ones.

Come on.

Well, the state police
are coming.

How do you know that?

It's all over the radio.

- You got to go.
- All right.

Trixie.

Trixie.

Trixie.

Come on.

Fuck.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Are you good?

I believe
there is only one guy left.

So, it should be
a piece of cake.

Just in case.

It was my daddy's.

You think of
everything, don't you?

I got to go.

I need you to stay safe.

Yah.

Yah, yah, yah.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You have a better shot nowadays.

You know who's gonna be happy?

Your deputy,
if he's ever taken hostage.

You enjoy killing
innocent people?

No, man.

It breaks my fucking heart.

You?

I enjoy bringing justice
to those who deserve it.

Because now you're gonna kill
a man at point blank range?

That's justice.

Maybe.

Well, hello, Mr. Mayor.

Linda.

Hey, Jerry.

Well, good morning Mayor.

Ma'am.

What about breakfast?

The usual?

No reason to change something
if it's good.

So are we gonna
go riding tonight?

Those horses
getting antsy again?

Maybe.