Justified (2010–2015): Season 4, Episode 1 - Hole in the Wall - full transcript

When?

After breakfast.

You want the lights down so much,
why don't you do it yourself?

I put them up there.

You have got to learn to mutter quieter,
'cause I heard that.

That was the point!

What the heck?

Dear Lord!

Sherman?

Call the police!

What is that?



Well, sure as shit it ain't
Santa Claus.

Phone's ringing,
Raylan.

Thank you, Donny.

Donny?

It's from "Lebowski."
Netflix it.

You can be one of
the cool kids. Givens.

Deputy Givens,
this is Sharon Edmunds.

I do bail bonds in Knoxville.
Okay.

We met at a law enforcement
expo in Miami a few years ago.

You want another one.

Not of that.

Oh. I'm sorry.
I remember you.

We, uh, had a drink.

Several. From my mini-bar.



I believe I also remember you polished
off a $20 tin of macadamia nuts.

Yes. The most
overrated of the nuts.

Is that why you're calling?
Want me to pay my fair share?

No, I like it better you owing me.

But this isn't
a personal call, Raylan.

I saw you're with the eastern
district of Kentucky now.

I need a hand up there.

You interested?

I haven't hung up.

Jody Adair, 41,
charged with double homicide,

out on a quarter-million bail,
skipped town two days ago.

He's got an ex-wife
in Lexington.

You put eyes on him, I get
Lexington P.D. to haul him in,

and I'll make it worth your while.

Meaning?

How about three grand?

Send me the address
and a photograph.

All right.

You think you can
manage the phones?

I'm gonna go out for a bit.

Where you going?

Oh, I got a thing.

Don't get caught, dude.

Anything I should know?

No. No.

Just a major prison break, the
countryside's been overrun with fugitives.

I got it.

You show up before dawn
with a bag of hamburgers?

They get the toys that way.

Come on, now. Let me in.

Hell, no.

Well, now, you let me in
every other time I come by.

No.

Hey, Sharon. It's Raylan.

Yeah, he's here.
Listen...

Hold up.

You dropped something.

Pick it up if you want.

Asshole.

Huh? No, not you.

Won't let me in?

Oh, yeah, I think
you're gonna let me in.

You can have the burgers
if you want.

Shit!

Let's go. Out.

Mine's bigger than yours...

Big enough to throw a bullet through
this door and you, as well.

Before I put one through your ear?

You think this is the first time I
had a gun pointed at me?

No.

Could be your last, though.

I'm guessing you know
who I am.

I can guess who you are, or at least
which team you play for,

all of which indicates
you're not gonna shoot me.

No, I ain't.

There you go.

Sharon?

How much
I just bring him in?

♪ On this lonely road

♪ Trying to make it home

♪ Doing it by my lonesome,
pissed off, who wants some?

♪ I'm fighting for my soul

♪ God get at your boy

♪ You try to bogard
Fall back, I go hard

♪ On this lonely road
Trying to make it home

♪ Doing it by my lonesome,
pissed off, who wants some?

♪ I see them long,
hard times to come ♪

So, you really have
been saved.

By the Lord almighty and the word
of his forgiveness.

So, what happened?

You sit down and start reading
the Good Book?

Or was there a human component
involved in this soul saving?

I got to be honest now, Boyd.

A lot of times, the way you say things,
I can't make hide nor hair.

Well, were you saved on your own or
in a church, Hiram?

Church. Last Chance Holiness.

Well, that's new to me.

I don't believe
I've ever heard of
that collection plate.

It's new to Harlan.

Well, right now it's just a tent
in the woods.

But Preacher Billy,
he's the real deal, Boyd.

Old-school.

Been healing lots of
the afflicted. Addicts.

That's why your oxy sales
have dropped off a cliff,

'cause people getting off drugs,
getting hooked on Jesus.

Well, Hiram, receiving the Lord into
your heart is a wonderful thing.

But I do have to ask,
when did your
salvation occur?

Last week.

Well, then, there you go.

What we have is
a problem of arithmetics,

'cause you received a shipment of
oxy from us three weeks ago.

Now, that gives you
two solid weeks of selling
before you saw the light.

Now, by my count, Hiram,

you got at least $10,000
of my money.

I don't. I stopped
selling before then.

Well, then give me
my oxy back.

Can't. I flushed that poison
down the shitter.

Poison?

Why, you don't know
your scripture.

"He makes wine that gladdens the
hearts of man." Psalms 104.

And what are our goods
but modern-day wine,
albeit in a pill form?

That's just you twisting
the word of God for
your own dark purposes.

Where you going?

I'm getting away
from the window.

Now, Hiram,
saved or not,

you don't have my money
by the time tomorrow
night rolls around,

the next firecracker's
gonna go off in here.

Hey!

Shut that off before
anyone sees the light.

What are you doing?

Might as well pull some wire
while we're at it.

Got to love these old places.

$20 copper right here.

What is that?

Well, let's pull and find out.

Shit!

What do we do?

We run, you dumb shit.

Hey! I got dogs here!

They're gonna
rip your face off!
Trained them to do it!

God damn it!

Can't be local, or you'd have
identified yourself as such.

Maybe you're federal.

No bounty hunters allowed
in the state of Kentucky.

If you're gonna
keep talking,

I'm gonna put you
in the trunk.

Can I ask you something?

What's that?

It mean anything to you
that I ain't never
had no priors?

Nope. That ain't
none of my business.

I just came to see my kids.

She wouldn't let me see them.
Can you fathom that?

You got kids?
Yeah.

Do you get visitation?

Huh?

Visitation.

Sure, just Sundays,
and supervised,

on account of
I ain't have a place
suitable for children.

One of the reasons I moved
on down to Knoxville.

I ain't gonna see them.
Why stick around?

Hold on.

Only reason
I'm in this jackpot

was trying to get money
for my kids.

Okay, I need you
to be quiet now.

Hello?
Hey, uh, Raylan.

Yeah, look, it's Bob.

Constable Bob Sweeney
down in Harlan, yeah.

Look, uh, I'm at
your daddy's house.

Well, is it on fire?

Only reason I can imagine
you calling before dawn.

Oh, shit.

I think my arm's
falling asleep.

Stop talking.

Uh, I'm headed up
that way.

Come on, I'm not gonna stop talking.
I can stop by there.

You don't need to do that.
Hey, look, you gonna have to
turn me in unharmed,

or you gonna catch some shit.
Okay, then.

Ow! Shit! Ow!
See you there.

You know what your problem is?

You got no self-awareness.

You think trying to do
right by your children

excuses everything,
even killing men.

They were heroin dealers.
If they'd just give up
their money,

none of this
would have happened.

Any problem, that's
someone else's fault.

You ever hear of the saying,

"You run into an asshole in the
morning, you ran into an asshole.

"You run into assholes all day,
you're the asshole"?

What?

This could be
a little uncomfortable.

Just be cool and go with it.

I get out of these,
I'll tear you to pieces
small enough to flush.

Morning, sunshine.

Look what I got for my girl.

What is it?

Well, open it and find out.

You do that?
With the paper?

Watched a video on YouTube.

Here.

Wait, is it oxy?

No. Better.

Not meth. I can't
do any more of that.

It's not meth. It's mellow.

Oh, my God.
Is this real?

What?

No, honey, there ain't no such
thing as a million dollar bill.

Are you sure?
It's from a church.

Got some religious screed
on the other side.

Some kids were handing them out
by the Stop 'n Go.

I thought it was funny,
using it as I did.

Now, I got another
surprise for you,

but you're gonna have to keep
your eyes shut for that one.

I can't wait.

Keep them closed.

They're closed.

All right, now...

Open!

Look at that,
they busted the hinges.

Still broke the lock. Would have
been cheaper to break a window.

You should put a sign up...

"You thinking of breaking in,
please break a window.

"Thank you. The management."

You just happened to
be driving by, huh?

No, I put
a motion detector in.

Sends me a text
every time it goes off.

How much is that costing me?

It's in your bill.
I'm not hiding it.

Well, I ain't gonna cover
that up with the smell
of baking cookies.

I'll tell you what, though...

Those wire-strippers are lucky.

If I'd caught them,
would have opened

a Costco-sized can
of whup-ass on them.

Mmm-hmm.

I guess I can fix the door.

Can you hire someone
to handle this?

I can.
You know, Raylan...

Hmm?
I've been thinking.

I'm gonna tell you
something I haven't told
a whole lot of people.

About that time you were in high
school, living in Florida?

How...
How'd you know that?

Kid on the football team
came at you at shop class.

You took him out with a hammer.

Ollie Kemp.
I tell you this before?

Once during senior year when
we were down at the lake.

Was I drunk?

I think we all were.

Then again two months ago when
I hired you to watch this house.

What's that?

I have not a clue.

Ollie Kemp...
That was the guy.

Size of a portable toilet.

He come at me,
and I just went
berserker red on him.

Put him in a coma.

He's still in it,
as far as I know.

That's why your family moved
to Evarts, if I'm not mistaken.

Oh, what is that?

It's a driver's license.
Waldo Truth.

Yeah,
I know it's a joke.

What's that?

Being a constable.
You got to run for it.

You only get
$2,400 a year if you win,
so nobody runs for it.

Got to have your own car.
Got to have your own everything.

I had to pay
for these lights myself.

$2,400 enough to live on?

Well, I get $50 apiece
for serving papers.

State police got to charge $80,
so everyone comes to me.

You know, let them keep thinking
I'm a joke.

That's what I say.

They underestimate me
at their peril.

Just ask Ollie Kemp.

If he could respond.

Hmm.

Let me tell you something, Raylan.

If shit gets serious,
you give me a call,

and I'll grab my go bag
and be ready to jump.

Will do, Bob.

You stay frosty.

All right. Here's the deal.

I got to do one more thing.

Stay quiet, I'll let you
back up front.

It was a costume.

I know that now.

See, Arnold's a furry.
Usually he dresses up in,
like, a bunny suit?

But this one scared me.

Plus I was on drugs,
and it was a good costume.

He gonna press charges?

He's the judge/executive.

What's he gonna do?

Tell everyone he was shot in a
whorehouse wearing a bear costume?

What the hell were
you doing with a gun?

Everybody's got a gun.

Why do you have
a gun at work?

I been hit.

One of these men beats you,
you come to me,

and I'll take care of it,
you hear me?

It's not just clients who hit.

Oh, you still griping
about that?

Case you forget,
I also saved your life.

Yeah, I killed a man for you.

I punched you once.

You think that's something,
you ain't never been beaten.

Look, I know that, Ava.

I ain't...
I... I ain't forget.

It's just sometimes
I get real scared...

Jittery and...

When I'm low, I just...

I just feel so low, Ava.

That's why I told you
to get off the meth.

Yeah.

No coke, either.

You can't do
the jittery stuff,
Ellen May.

The come down off that's
worse than anything.

Yeah.

What was it Arnold gave you?

He wouldn't say.
Just that it wasn't...
it wasn't oxy.

Well, you know there's
gonna be consequences.

What kind?
I don't know.

I'll talk to Boyd,
and we'll figure it out.

What is this?

It's what Arnold had his drugs in.

It's not real.

"Last Chance Holiness Church."

Whatever me and Boyd decide,
you can't have a gun at work.

I know that, Ava.
I'm sorry.

How's Arlo getting along?

If you don't
mind my asking.

He's in prison.

I know. I was wondering
about his mental state.

Well, like I said,
Mike, he's in prison.

Raylan, the last time
he came in here,

he stood over there by the
paints for five minutes.

Did not move, just staring.

Unnerved the hell out of me.

Hmm.

You know, you see your old man,
you say, uh...

Oh, hell.

I have absolutely no idea
what you should say to him.

Well, that's okay,
Mike.

I don't plan
on seeing him.

That's a good plan.

You know, I've been told I got a
screw loose, but this is just crazy.

You want one?

Want one what?

A screw.

How old are you?

Old enough.

I think I got everything
I came for. Thank you.

Mike, you need a cleanup
on aisle whatever.

Hey, hold up a sec.

I need your opinion.

How are these?

See, I'm a late bloomer. I didn't
get them till just last year.

Patience is a virtue.

Miss, you can't go out this way.

Well...

Mike, where'd that little girl go?

She just flashed me her titties
then scooted out the back.

Why?

My car's gone.

Oh.

Well, maybe what
Hiram told you is true.

Our drug business is being squeezed
by some backwoods preacher?

I don't buy it.

Maybe it's because the FDA,
they went and changed
the formula for oxy...

Makes it harder to get high.

Our supply's from before the change.

And they went down and changed
the laws in Florida.

That hasn't helped much.

You been watching CNN.

I tell you what
I haven't been doing,

and that's allowing
one of my whores
to shoot a customer.

I'll discuss Ava's failings
when it's her turn
in the barrel.

Right now it's
Cousin Johnny's time.

Now, all your talk of
the FDA and Florida laws
didn't explain

why my oxy sales
have dropped off
in my voting district.

And frankly, I'm nonplussed by
your lack of motivation, Johnny,

'cause it ain't just my bottom line
being affected.

All right. I'll check it out.

I got failings?

Well, clearly outweighed
by your attributes.

Mmm.

How'd you handle
Ellen May?

As much as told her wait
till Daddy got home.

All right, well, we'll
figure something out.

Mmm.
Confined to quarters,
bread and water.

Who was the john?
Arnold.

Well, he ain't gonna
say nothing to nobody.

Mnh-mnh.

No one ever said running a criminal
enterprise was gonna be this hard, huh?

They left that part out
on Career Day.

You want a Dr Pepper?

Well, is it 10:00,
2:00, or 4:00?

It is 9:21.

Never too early for a Dr Pepper.

All right. One Dr Pepper.

Thank you.
Mmm-hmm.

Is Boyd in?
Who?

Boyd Crowder. He in?

Don't know anybody
by that name.

Where you from, friend?

Little town in Maryland.

Bel Air.

It's the birthplace of
John Wilkes Booth.

Well, what brings you
to Harlan County?

Boyd Crowder.

Never heard of him.

I knew this guy.

He used to work
with the military police,

and he swore, if you ever ask
someone a question like,

"Where are you hiding those drugs?"
you just watch the eyes.

More often than not, they'll
point to the right direction.

Yours, they stayed
on the beam.

But Scooter over here...

He just couldn't help himself.

I, uh... I think your time
in this establishment
has come to an end.

I hear you.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

You need to leave now!

Aah! Christ in heaven,
you're a beautiful woman.

Jimmy!

Boyd! Boyd!

Ava, Johnny, Jim,
let me introduce to you,

all the way from Desert Storm,

by way of the Iraq and Afghan
wars, First Sergeant...

Not anymore.
Got knocked down.

Sergeant Colton Rhodes,
Military Police.

Now, how many times did you jail
my ass in Kuwait?

I say five. Am I low?

Boyd, honestly, I lost count.

You call the police?
I called you.

Wait, wait, you... you said "they"
took your car?

Girl flashed me her titties.

I assume it's not a coincidence.

I know that scam.

The female acts as a distraction.

Her colleague steals the vehicle.

It's happening a lot these days.

Pull on me.
Pull on you?

Yeah, make like you're going
for your gun. Pull on me.

Bob, I really do need to...

Raylan, just pull on me, man.

Beef stew.

Wow.
Yeah.

And I can do it with both hands,
too. Still deadly.

I apply to the state police next
year, they gonna take me.

That bag back there?

That's your...
My go bag.

Got everything in there
in case I need to go.

Like toilet paper?

God damn it, Raylan,
not like toilet paper!

I got a AK-47 with a folding stock,

I got body armour I bought
off a police auction,

I got MREs, I got bottled water.

If this shit goes road warrior,
man, I'm ready.

You're gonna come to me.

All right, let's check out
the scrapyard first.

Scrapyard? Why?

These metal thieves these days, man,

they sell the cars for scrap.

Crush them, send them off...
They crush them?

Yeah, it's 500 bucks a car.

Let's go, Bob,
right now.

All right.

You know, it wouldn't...
I got shit in the car

I don't want to be crushed.

All right, well, you know,
I can use my lights.

I mean, legally, they don't have
any... Use them.

Lights going on!

Hey! Crusher man!
Crusher man! Stop that!

Stop the thing!
Crusher man!

Can I help you?

That better not be a late-model
Lincoln Town Car you're crushing.

It's not.
It's not?

That's mine right there.

Can I help you?

Oh. Where are they?
Who?

The punks who
brought this in.

I was running the crusher.
I didn't see anyone.

The car belong to you,
you can take it.

I don't mind.

It's not the car so much as
what was inside the trunk
I'm concerned about.

I don't know anything
about that.

Are you really gonna
play it that way?

We all know
you scrap stolen cars.

What?
Don't stonewall me, asshole.

Everyone in
the county knows.

I know you?
No.

And it's not me you got to worry
about, you sorry sack.

That right over there
is a genuine U.S. Marshal.

Bob.

You're a Marshal?

Look, I ain't here on
Marshals' business.

I just want to know
about the man in the trunk.

Or he can make it federal
if you want to.

Hell, he'll have a helicopter come
down here and hover for an hour,

freak your shit out, son.

There ain't nothing federal
about scrapping cars.

If you are crushing stolen cars,

you are destroying VIN
numbers, and that makes it federal.

You had a guy in your trunk?

I'm not required to ascer...

Oh!

That looks federal.
Where are they?

You think you're up to
killing him if it comes to it?

You are?
Yeah.

You killed a man before?

I killed two men.
How's that?

Oh, yeah?
We killed 12 men just yesterday.

Week before last I killed two heroin
dealers in Knoxville, Tennessee.

Now, you get that angle grinder
over there,

cut my chain,
I'll handle this.

Why'd you kill them?

Because I had to. We are running
out of time here, children.

What, are you a junkie?

No. I spot junkies, follow them
to their dealers,

and rob them.

Now, either aim that
peashooter at that door

and pull the trigger on whoever
comes through, or cut my chain.

What'll it be?

How you spot junkies?

I spot bicycle thieves, most bicycle
thieves being heroin addicts.

It's a fact. Try to avoid flesh.

How you spot bicycle thieves?

One day, me and my friend Kenneth,

we saw a skinny guy go
up to an expensive bike.

Specialised, Giant...
Got a bag across his chest
like he's a messenger,

no one giving him a second look.

He pulls out a Makita angle grinder,

just like the one in your boyfriend's
hands there.

Twenty seconds later, he's through
that lock and on his way.

Now we just watch the good bikes.

Wherever there are rich kids,
there are good bikes,

junkies looking to grab them,
and we follow them.

Shit!

That really heats up the steel.

Now give me that gun.

Am I interrupting
something?

I was wondering
when you'd walk in.

Well, you can stop wondering.
I'm here now.

Shoot him.

Jesus, girl, you just showed me
your tits 45 minutes ago.

Oh, he thinks he's funny.
Don't listen to him. Shoot him.

Miss, I am a Deputy U.S. Marshal
with a one-time offer...

Do as I say, you and
your friend get a free pass
for stealing my car.

He's lying.

He's just saying that 'cause
he's the one I'm after.

I want you, son, up here, on your
belly, hands in front.

Miss, you're gonna hand me that
gun, pistol grip first,

right now.

Let's go.

I'm sorry, Raylan.

You should see the shit
in this bag.

God damn it, Bob. I asked you
to do one thing, watch him.

What the hell happened?

He asked me to pull on him.

I punched him
in the nose.

He did it wrong!
Unh-unh-unh!

Okay. I'm gonna make you a similar
offer I made these two...

Do as I say, and I'll let you
skate on the VIN numbers.

Ain't as good as his offer.

What'd he offer?
$10,000.

Jody, you got $10,000
stuck up your ass?

Hey, we ain't stupid.
It's hidden up in Lexington.

He's just...
You know... All right.

Doesn't matter.
I'm gonna sweeten the deal.

The three of you go free, plus
I'll give you whatever I got
in my wallet.

There's got to be
at least $500 in there.

Henry,
check his wallet.

He could be lying
about that $500.

Give me your wallet.

Twelve bucks,
Piggly Wiggly card.

Ohh!
Give me that gun, girl!

Unh-unh-unh-unh-unh!
Careful, careful. You might hit her.

I suppose I should care, her age
and all, but she did steal my car.

Go ahead and shoot, then.

Now, thank you for the ride.
I appreciate your company.

But I think I need
some alone time.

Goodbye, Marshal.

Aah!

Watch out.
Move away from that gun.

Get up. Put your hands on the
table, nice and slow...

Slow.
You okay, Bob?

All right,
God damn it.

Any chance we can take you up
on that offer?

Yeah, that's funny.

Yeah, tell me the truth.

You weren't at Arlo's for the
copper wire and you didn't want my car.

It was just that bag.

How come?

You sure you don't mind holding
on to this stuff for me

till we can really fix
that door?

It's just a bunch of photographs.

I don't know why
anyone would want
to steal it,

but you never know.

Yeah,
sure thing, Mr. Givens.

What are you,
his personal assistant?

I'm not the one handcuffed
in the back of a car, asshole.

So, uh, listen, Bob. If it's
cool with you, I'd just, uh...

Let's just keep this
between us, huh?

Yeah, you think?

Look, Raylan, I know
why you called me.

You couldn't call the cops,
'cause if they found
the stolen car

with a Tennessee bail jumper
in the back, what are you gonna say?

You're out of the Marshals Service,
right?

So you called up Constable Bob.

Listen, Bob, I'm sorry.
I just...

I got a kid on the way.

I was trying to make a little
extra bank on the side, all right?

You got a kid on the way?

Yeah.

But, hey, you stepped up.

I stepped up.
Stepped up.

I stabbed a teenage girl
in the foot.

And because of that,
I'm alive, and you're alive,

and we live to see another day.

Not a word.
Not a problem.

Raylan.

So, how did you lose your rank?

That was at Bagram,
about six months ago.

I got into a thing with an X.O.

from another company
at a baseball game.

He slides in high into second base
during a charity game.

Oh!

Showing restraint,
I kneed him in the nuts.

I didn't think twice about it.
It's a game. Things happen.

And then I heard
the asshole reported it.

Mmm!

That cost me the rank.

But what got me my discharge

was me walking into his billet
and shooting him in the bicep.

I could have got Leavenworth.

But everyone knew what a prick he was,

so they suggested
my service was complete.

The guy used to curl 80 pounds.

Now I heard he can
hardly lift a phone, so...

What can I do for you, Boyd?

I'm a criminal.

I know that.

I got a problem.

I need a little outside help,
someone I can trust.

I wanted to see how you might
feel about crossing the line.

That depends
where the line is.

Do you kill people?

People have been killed.

I... I don't have a pen
or a piece of paper,

but what would you say
are your greatest strengths

and weaknesses,
Colton Rhodes?

This is a job
interview now?

It's a job.

Tell you what, I got to go see a
fella... Owes me some money.

Why don't you come along?
Dry run.

Let's just see how it goes.

You sell my home?
Not yet.

You set the asking price too high.

I lowered it to $170,000.

It hasn't sold. It's too high.

You want me to just give it away?

You want to get half of nothing?

Maybe I'm listing it wrong.

"Two-story, three-bedroom
country fixer-upper.
Holes in the wall.

"Missing a door."

Mmm-hmm. You're funny.

Don't give me any shit, Arlo.

I brought you what you wanted.

What's that?
You don't know?

Seems to me like you
went to a lot of trouble to
get it out of your house.

Hiring two
wire-stripping teenagers
to get it for you.

I did what now?

You honestly don't
know what this is?

On your mother's grave.

It had something in the bag.

Can't read
without my glasses.

Kentucky driver's licence.

Issued September 7, 1979.

First name, Waldo.
Last name, Truth.

That's a strange last name.

Doesn't ring a bell?

No.

I'd think, a boy on the way,

you'd have more pressing concerns.

Don't know if it's a boy.

Kind of hoping it was a girl,

end the family line
right here.

You think that'll do it?

You think you get
all your turmoil from me?

Your mother was Frances,
not Saint Frances.

My advice? Just put that bag
back in the wall

and forget about it.

I didn't say it was in the wall.

Guard!

Where's my money,
Hiram?

There's your money
right there.

That's very funny.

You wouldn't think a man
with a stick of dynamite
in his lap

would go for funny.

"Last Chance Holiness Church."
That's the place, huh?

The place
of my salvation.

Well, you tell me
where my money is, Hiram,

and you can go on
repenting all you want.

I don't have it!
I told you!

I don't believe you.

Truth always sounds
like lies to a sinner.

Huh. Let's go, Colt.

Where are you going?
Outside.

I don't want to die.

And I'd say you got
about eight seconds left,

so I'd make sure your conversion
was in earnest.

It's under the lawnmower!

Oh, I'm ready, God!
I'm ready!

Open your eyes, Hiram,
for you have been saved twice.

"I expect death to be nothingness."

That ain't in the Bible.

No, it is not.

It's a science-fiction writer, Isaac Asimov,
God rest his soul,

except he did not believe in God.

Why'd you hold out so long?

I wanted to give it to the church,

make up for all the evil I'd done.

You really think this church
is behind my falloff in oxy?

Oh, I know it is.

Preacher Billy's saving 'em
one sinner at a time.

You should try it, Boyd.

I've already tried it.

Well, then, long run,
you'll be finished.

"Well, in the long run,
we'll all be dead."

You know who said that?
John Maynard Keynes.

Now, for the record,
this money doesn't exist.

Ava asks, anyone does,
it wasn't here.

Are we clear?
Yeah.

Take care of him.

Aah!

What in the hell did
you do that for?

You said to
take care of him.

I... I meant
cut him loose!

Oh. Shit.

Well, I guess I'll have
to be more careful with my words.

Lindsey?

Hey, hey, hey.
Hey.

Sorry, I had
barbecue for dinner,

and I did not want to use that
downstairs bathroom to floss.

Eh, it's okay.
How'd it go?

Wasn't without its difficulty,
but I got him there.

To this super-hot bail bondswoman
you were talking about?

I don't recall saying "super."

I was just trying
to be accurate.

How much you get?

Ten.

Good for you.

I better get back
downstairs.

Why?

Oh, if I don't get down there soon,
Kent will get pissy.

You saw how busy it is.
I did.

It's "come get f'ed up"
Friday.

How do you define
"soon"?

Loosely.

Whoo!

Praise the Lord! Yeah!

Glory to God!

Praise Jesus!

Praise be the Lord!

Oh, God almighty!

Save me, Lord!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!

Aah! Aah! Aah!

You will be saved
by our Lord!

Hallelujah!

We will all be saved by our Lord!

Praise the Lord!
Amen!

Praise the Lord!

Now, I see a lot
of new faces here today.

To you newcomers,
we here are signs followers.

Now, that comes
from the Gospel of Mark.

"And these signs shall follow them
that believe."

Oh, hallelujah!

But what you want to know...

Is do I get bit?

Well, am I right?

Right.

Yes, I do.

Now, only twice so far...

...by this one right here
I call Mabel.

Now, once, I took her out of
her crate too rough...

I deserved it.

The other time,
well, the Lord only knows.

Both times I survived the venom.

It was the Lord who saw fit to
have me continue my ministry.

Now, of course,
not all survive.

Our daddy
and his before

died from the serpent's bite,
their place in heaven guaranteed,

there being no greater
sign of obedience to the Lord

than to be taken home
in such a manner.

So, that's why
we're here.

Why are you here, newcomers?

You all come to watch the hillbilly
with the snakes?

Or did you come
to be saved?

To be saved!

Now, what about it?

How about you?

Yes, you.

I didn't ask for a book.

That your son the Marshal
came to see you?

Why?

Saw him bring in
some bag.

You got your nose in everyone's business,
don't you, Trustee?

Where'd he find that bag?

I don't know,
and I didn't ask.

And why do you want
to know?

Because I heard about a bag
like that once before.

It could be worth some money,
old man, we play our cards right.

These are our cards now?

He showed you something else,
looked like an identification.

You got an eagle eye.

What was it?
Somebody's driver's license.

Name?
Marlon Brando.

I don't know.

You tell anybody about this?

Why would I tell anyone?

Well, don't.

Like I said, it's worth some money.

I'll make a call
and find out how much.

Hold on.

Give me a book while you're here.

You don't read.
I can.

Just don't choose to usually.

What do you want?
Anything. I don't care.

I forgot how slow
the clock moves inside.

You like spy stories?
I been hearing a lot of good things

about this Alan Furst fellow.

Fine.

Aah! Aah!

Why? Why?