Justified (2010–2015): Season 2, Episode 12 - Reckoning - full transcript

(CLIPPERS BUZZING)

LORI: Rick just... You've got
to keep your strength up.

RICK: Lori, did you...

I mean, it was...
It was legendary.

Did you ever hear about the time
Shane stole Kingsley's car?

LORI: Yeah.

RICK: The Principal's car right
out of the teacher's lot

in the middle of a school day.

Shane steps out of lunch

and makes a beeline to
Kingsley's Hyundai,

wires the ignition, peels out,



drives down Dylan Drive to
that chicken farm out there.

You've heard this before, right?

So he pulls it into one
of the big holding pens.

Kingsley, he waxed that
thing every month,

had the auto shop vacuum
it out every week.

Shane, he parks it in this huge pen with
a couple of hundred Rhode Island Reds.

He busts open bags of seed in the back
seat, rolls down all the windows,

and then starts sprinting
back to school.

It's three miles away easy.

He's back in time to finish
his sandwich before the bell.

And then the bell rings.

Shane gets up and when he runs
into Kingsley in the hallway,

he looks out the
window and says,

"Principal Kingsley,"



"your coupe's gone."

(CHUCKLES)

- "Coupe," like chicken coop.
- LORI: I get it.

RICK: Of course, you do.

You've heard this story
a thousand times.

What you said before,
you're right.

Shane's gonna make it back
with what the doctor needs.

He'll make it back.

Hershel said you need to eat.

Carl's gonna be all right.

Please, for me.

You've got to keep
your strength up.

(METAL CLINKING)

(CAROL SOBBING)

I need my clip now.

I'm gonna walk the road,
look for the girl.

I'm coming, too.

I'm going for a walk. Shine
some light in the forest.

If she's out there, give
her something to look at.

- You think that's a good idea right now?
- ANDREA: Dale.

(SNARLING)

Those windows,

what's on the other side?

About a 20-foot drop with nothing
to catch you, maybe some bushes,

then the athletic field.

We just need enough time.

We got to get up there. We got
to get 'em open and get out.

- Not me. Maybe you.
- Hey, hey, hey.

Come on, man, look at me.

You really think I can squeeze
through one of them tiny windows?

They'd be all over us.

Look, we lay down some
fire to get a head start.

You stay here. I hop
down, draw them away.

That gives you the chance to get
up the bleachers and out a window.

And where do you go?

OTIS: Locker room,
down those steps.

Looks like a good
way to get trapped.

It's got windows too,
and more my size.

I get out through one, I double
back, we meet up out on the field.

You're a crazy son of
a bitch, ain't you?

Just trying to do
right for that boy.

You take three shots and you go.

After that I fire. I'll
lay down a cover for you.

- I'll get you a lead.
- All right.

(GROANING)

God...

(DISTANT GUNSHOTS)

So do we ring the bell? I mean,
it looks like people live here.

We're past this kind
of stuff, aren't we?

Having to be considerate.

Did you close the gate up
the road when you drove in?

Hi. Yes, we closed it.

Did the latch and everything.

Well, nice to see you again.

We met before briefly.

Look, we came to help.

There anything we can do?
(GROANS)

It's not a bite. I cut
myself pretty bad though.

We'll have it looked at.
I'll tell them you're here.

We have some painkillers
and antibiotics.

I already gave him some.
If Carl needs any.

Come on inside. I'll make
you something to eat.

Hey.

Hey.

We're here, okay?

Thank you.

Whatever you need.

They don't get back soon, we're
gonna have a decision to make.

And that is?

Whether to operate on your
boy without the respirator.

- You said that wouldn't work.
- HERSHEL: I know.

It's extremely unlikely. But
we can't wait much longer.

You really think we're
gonna find Sophia?

You got that look on your
face, same as everybody else.

What the hell's wrong
with you people?

- We just started looking.
- Well, do you?

It ain't the mountains of Tibet.
It's Georgia.

She could be holed up in
a farmhouse somewhere.

People get lost
and they survive.

- It happens all the time.
- She's only 12.

Hell, I was younger than
her and I got lost.

Nine days in the woods eating berries,
wiping my ass with poison oak.

They found you?

My old man was off on a
bender with some waitress.

Merle was doing another
stint in juvie.

Didn't even know I was gone.

I made my way back though.

Went straight into the kitchen
and made myself a sandwich.

No worse for wear.

Except my ass itched
something awful.

(LAUGHS)

I'm sorry. I'm sorry,
that is a terrible story.

(LAUGHING)

Only difference is Sophia's
got people looking for her.

I call that an advantage.

Maybe this isn't a world
for children any more.

Yeah, well, we have a child.
Carl is here in this world now.

Maybe he shouldn't be.

Maybe this is how
it's supposed to be.

You can't mean that.

Okay. All right.

I can understand that
thought crossing your mind.

It didn't cross my mind, Rick.
I can't stop thinking it.

Why do we want Carl to live in this world?
To have this life?

So he can see more people
torn apart in front of him?

So that he can be hungry and scared
for however long he has before he...

So he can run and
run and run and run

and then even if he
survives he ends up...

He ends up just another animal who
doesn't know anything except survival?

If he...

If he dies tonight,
it ends for him.

Tell me why it would
be better another way.

What changed?

What?

Jenner offered us a way out.

You asked him to let
us keep trying.

You begged him.

"For as long as we can," you said.
What changed?

There was a moment
the other day...

It was just a second but I
forgot Jacqui was dead.

I turned around, I wanted
to tell her something.

I almost said her name. It was just
a second and then I remembered.

But then I realized she
didn't have to see any of it.

The highway, the herds,

Sophia, Carl getting shot...

She didn't...

She doesn't have to
be afraid any more.

Hungry. Angry.

It hasn't stopped
happening, Rick.

It's like we live with a knife at our
throats every second of every day.

But Jacqui doesn't.

Not any more. And then...

I thought, "Maybe
Jenner was right."

I don't accept that.

I can't accept that.

That man surrendered.
It doesn't...

It doesn't matter what he said.
None of it.

You really think it would
be better if Carl...

If we just gave up?

Tell me why it would be
better the other way.

Please.

(WALKERS MOANING)

SHANE: Man, I thought
I'd lost you.

That was my last rifle round.

Mine, too. Come on.
Come on. Come on.

(CARL COUGHING)

Where are we?

Hey, little man. That's Hershel.

We're in his house.

You had an accident.

- All right?
- It hurts, a lot.

Oh baby, I know. I know.

- You should have seen it.
- What?

The deer.

It was so pretty, Mom.

It was so close.

I... I've never been...

Carl?

What is happening?

Don't. It's a seizure.

If you hold him down,
you could hurt him.

- You can't stop it?
- He has to just go through it.

(LORI SOBBING)

His brain isn't
getting enough blood.

His pressure is bottoming. He
needs another transfusion.

- Okay, I'm ready.
- If I take any more out of you

your body could shut down.
You could go into a coma.

- Or cardiac arrest.
- You're wasting time.

LORI: Baby, baby...

Come on, man. We need a way out.

(PANTING)

- Just let me catch my breath.
- Come on.

(SNIFFING)

(CLINKING)

Can't sleep?

I'm gonna wait for
them to come back.

You can go down and
sleep if you want to.

No, we can keep watch together.

CAROL: Which way did they go?

(RUSTLING)

DARYL: What the hell? (MOANING)

"Got bit. Fever hit. World gone to shit.
Might as well quit."

Dumbass didn't know enough to
shoot himself in the head.

Turned himself into a big
swinging piece of bait.

And a mess.

(GROANS)

- You all right?
- Trying not to puke.

- Go ahead if you gotta.
- No, I'm fine.

Let's just talk about
something else for a minute.

- How'd you learn to shoot?
- Gotta eat.

That's one thing these walkers
and us have in common.

I guess it's the closest he's
been to food since he turned.

Look at him,

hanging up there like
a big ** pinata **.

The other geeks came and ate
all the flesh off his legs.

(RETCHING)

I thought we were
changing the subject.

Call that payback for
laughing about my itchy ass.

There wasn't a lot that came up.

Let's head back.

Aren't you gonna...

No. He ain't hurting nobody.

Ain't gonna waste
an arrow either.

He made his choice. Opted out.

Let him hang.

(SNARLING)

You want to live now,

or not?

It's just a question.

An answer for an arrow.

Fair?

Mmm-hmm.

I don't know if I want
to live or if I have to,

or if it's just a habit.

Not much of an answer.

Waste of an arrow.

You don't need to worry.
She's with Daryl.

If something happens,
he can protect her.

You hear what I'm saying?

Sorry, all I heard was
"if something happens."

You mind keeping watch?

- I don't know how to use that.
- I won't be gone long.

If you see anything, call out. I'm
not going far. I'll hear you.

(T-DOG BREATHING HEAVILY)

You got here right in time.

This couldn't go
untreated much longer.

"Merle Dixon."

- Is that your friend with the antibiotics?
- GLENN: No, ma'am.

Merle's no longer with us. Daryl
gave us those, his brother.

- Not sure I'd call him a friend.
- PATRICIA: He is today.

This doxycycline might
have just saved your life.

You know what Merle
was taking it for?

The clap.

Um... Venereal disease.
That's what Daryl said.

I'd say Merle Dixon's clap was the
best thing to ever happen to you.

I'm really trying not
to think about that.

Are you praying?

Why do you sneak up
on people so much?

You're easy to sneak up on.

I was praying-

I was trying to.

You religious? You pray a lot?

Actually, this is my first try.

Ever?

Wow. Sorry.

I didn't mean to wreck
your first time.

God probably got the gist.

- Praying for what?
- My friends.

Looks like they could all use
a little help right now.

You think...

You think God exists?

I always took it on faith.

Lately I've wondered.

Everything that's happened,

there must have been a
lot of praying going on.

And it seems quite a
few went unanswered.

Thanks. This is really helping.

Sorry. Go ahead.

Really.

You gonna watch?

I'll get you a refill instead.

I know it's not my business,

and feel free to believe
in God, but the thing is

you've got to make it okay
somehow, no matter what happens.

Before it happened,

we were standing
there in the woods

and this deer just crossed
right in front of us.

I swear,

it just planted itself there and
looked Carl right in the eye.

And I looked at Carl

looking at that deer, and that
deer looking right back at Carl.

And that moment just...

(SIGHING)

slipped away.

It slipped away.

That's what he was talking
about when he woke up,

not about getting shot or
what happened at the church.

He talked about something
beautiful, something living.

There's still a life for us,
a place maybe like this.

It isn't all death out there.
It can't be.

We just have to be strong enough

after everything we've seen,
to still believe that.

(SNIFFLING)

Why is it better for Carl
to live even in this world?

He talked about the deer, Lori.

He talked about the deer.

SHANE: Oh, Shit.

(BOTH GROANING)

Got to get to the street,

double back to the truck.

Look, we ain't gonna
make it, okay?

Got to try, man.
Come on, get up.

You're gonna take these
bags and you're gonna go.

I ain't leaving you behind.

Okay.

(WALKERS SNARLING)

How many rounds you got left?

Four. You?

Five and one in the pipe.

He's still losing blood faster
than we can replace it.

And with the swelling in his
abdomen, we can't wait any longer

or he's just going to slip away.

Now I need to know right now
if you want me to do this,

because I think your
boy is out of time.

You have to make a choice.

- A choice?
- A choice.

You have to tell me what it is.

We do it.

Okay, get the corner of that bed.
Let's get the sheets down.

Everybody, get the
IV bag on the sheet.

Okay.

On three.

One, two, three.

Rick, Lori, you may
want to step out.

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

RICK: Oh, God.

You stay here with him.

Carl?

There's still a chance.

Otis?

No.

We say nothing to Patricia.

Not till after. I need her.

They kept blocking
us at every turn.

We had nothing left. We
were down to 10 rounds.

Then he said...

He said he'd cover me and
that I should keep going.

So that's what I did. I just...

I kept going. But I...

I looked back and he...

just...

I tried.

He wanted to make it right.

(SOBS)

Andrea.

- Wait.
- What do you want, Dale?

To give you this.

I care about you, so I made a
choice for you... Choices.

I know why I did it,

but this is not my gun.

And the choices that I made for
you were not mine to make.

But I can still ask,

and this is not to
make you guilty

or put me ahead of you,
but I can still ask,

please.

Don't make me regret this.

I'll take watch.

So do you forgive me for...

Do you forgive me?

I'm trying.

I've known Otis
since I was a kid.

He's run this farm since
before my mother died.

Who else?

Who'd you lose?

You told me I had to
make it okay somehow.

That's what you've been
trying to do, right?

Which ones?

(SNIFFLING)

MAGGIE: Stepmother.

Stepbrother.

He seems to have stabilized.

Oh, God.

I don't have words.

I don't either. Wish I did.

How do I tell
Patricia about Otis?

You go to Carl.

I'll go with Hershel.

(PATRICIA SOBBING)

(WEEPING)

Stay.

The bathroom's upstairs. I
brought you some clothes.

Thank you.

They won't fit well.
They were Otis'.

SHANE: How many
rounds you got left?

OTIS: Four. You?

SHANE: Five and one in the pipe.

OTIS: Come on!

(GROWLING)

- Down to my last.
- Me, too.

I'm sorry.

(SCREAMING)

Will you give it...

Give it!

(YELLING)

Let go of me! Let go!

(RIPPING) (SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING CONTINUES)