Justified (2010–2015): Season 4, Episode 13 - Ghosts - full transcript

- Previously on "Justified"...
- It's a down payment on

a house, Ava...
Anywhere you want it.

You and me... We killed a man.

We dumped his body down a
mine shaft without ceremony.

I sunk a man was shot right in
front of me down a splinter

shaft off Black Lick Road.

You think telling this girl what
you done, that cleans your slate?

You kill her, you
got to kill me, too.

You willing to have two
murders on your head?

You got no idea
what I'm willing to do.

I understand, Ava, why you
needed to do it the way that



you did it.

There's still one more
move we can make.

And we get rid of Delroy's
body once and for all.

This is my world.

And my world has a
high cost of living.

How much do you want?

- A hundred.
- Thousand?

Each.

What has your God told you to do,
Mr. Augustine?

Kill Drew Thompson.

Well, if you want Drew Thompson,
you'll need Raylan Givens.

And if you want Raylan
Givens, you'll need me.

Raylan, old friend?

Hold your fire.



Drew's not here.

You want to come in, take a look...
Boyd, want to send a message to

you and the boys you're
working for from Detroit.

You lost. Give up. Go home.

Was that the marshal in the hat?

- It was.
- What was his name?

Raylan Givens. We got to go.

Congratulations.

Nice work.

And you're suspended.

So, Drew Thompson and
Ellen May taken care of, huh?

Drew's on his
way to the safe house.

We're gonna put Ellen May up in
a little no-tell motel till we

figure out what to do with her.

Well, good.

And what's this?

Paperwork's all done.

All is right with the world.

You're sure?

I'm sure.

There's not just one more
thing you need to do before

I suspend you?

No, I think I'm good.

That was supposed to
be withering sarcasm.

Because I'm thorough?

Because I like to
see things through?

I think maybe it's
because you'd rather face a

gun thug than, say, go
to a birthing class.

Well... I'm gonna start
testing that theory right now.

Mm.

Got a call from Winona...
Something about two

rocking chairs, and
we already had one.

How many rocking
chairs does a woman need?

Apparently, I'm
about to find out.

Well, consider
yourself suspended.

Much obliged.

That guy you shot... you good?

He called it.

Well, if you need someone
to talk to... you got Rachel.

I got Rachel.

No pink.

I beg your pardon?

Baby's nursery... you
want to stay away from pink.

I'll keep that in mind.

I could have told him that.

That's everything on the list.

You check the
light on your helmet?

Yeah. Good to go.

How deep we gonna have to get?

Well, it doglegs left about 150...
Gotta figure that's

where we'll find him.

150 feet?

What... you afraid of falling?

I'd be more scared of
it falling in on you.

Shit, Boyd.

When's the last time
this thing was mined?

I'd put it this way...

My daddy's granddaddy was the

last person on the payroll
to walk out of that mine.

Baby.

Can I have a word?

You got this?

Yeah.

You always said moving a

body was a real good
way of getting caught.

Well, that's why it's

only an option when you
have no other option.

It's a bird in hand, Ava.

Jimmy? Jimmy, we gotta go.

Lock and load.

Whoa.

What do you got?

Located 10-7, in
advanced decomp.

Gonna need a coroner's
bag, a shovel, and, uh...

A lot of rope.

Boyd?

Stay here.

Mooney.

What's going on?

I think you know
what's going on, Boyd.

KSP passed us a tip about
a body in a mine shaft.

Well, there's always

rumors about that sort of thing.

This ain't a rumor.

Well, looks like I
picked the wrong day for a

picnic.

What do we do?

Gayle! Winona!

You guys left the, uh...

You must be Raylan.

Raylan.

Let's talk about how to keep

this from being the
worst day of your life.

♪ 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 ♪

You know this thing
has night vision?

Makes sense... I mean... I
mean, how else you gonna watch

the kid sleep?

When are you supposed to sleep?

You're sure this is all he had?

'Course I'm sure.

It's not like the first
time I frisked a guy.

One gun in his belt?

No... no holster?

No backup piece?

No badge, either.

- I've been suspended.
- For doing what?

My job, mostly.

No wonder the Chinese
are kicking our ass.

They expect you to stay up all
night glued to this thing,

watch the kid's chest
go up and down?

I guess they assume
you'll do anything to keep your

kid safe.

Ooh.

Girl's got
some balls on her, Raylan...

Threatening us without
threatening us.

You know what she said earlier?

If we're gone before you arrive,
we might live through the day.

Well... that's why I love her.

I'm glad to hear you say that,
'cause the thing we need

you to do for us requires
a little acting.

Sounds like you won't need to
search too hard for your, uh,

motivation.

Well, good.

Have you seen "the
friends of Eddie Coyle"?

The stickup crew in that movie,
the guys that Mitchum buys the

Moe Greene
and one of the fellas from

"Rockford Files."

Remember how they'd bust into
a bank manager's house, leave

one man there while the bank
manager drives the rest of the

crew to his branch, lets
them into the vault?

Guy hits the alarm,
his family dies.

Tries to signal
someone, they die.

Everything goes smooth,
guy gets his family back.

They drive off and
count their money.

You guys saying
we're gonna go rob a bank?

Shelby Parlow.

We're gonna rob Shelby?

Hey. Asshole.

How's he gonna get us into the
safe house if it looks like he's

just been worked over?

I'm just supposed to stand
here while he runs his mouth?

Just hit him in the gut
next time or the balls.

No.

We're not gonna rob anybody.

You're gonna take us
to where you're keeping Shelby. - Ohh.

Get whoever's guarding
him to open the door.

Then we're gonna go in
and do what needs doing.

Cobb will stay here
with Ms. Hawkins.

Anything goes wrong,
he kills her.

Slow.

Maybe tears the baby out,
kills it separate.

How'd he blow it
with you, anyway?

Oh, you'll understand
if I'm not really in

a sharing place right now.

Oh, man.

Don't tell me he
stepped out on you.

I'm not gonna
tell you anything.

I'm afraid
you're wasting your time.

I can't help you.

All you boys can do now is make

things worse for yourselves.

If I were you, I'd drop my gun,

lay down on my tummy, and put
my hands behind my head.

You would, huh?

I would if I were you.

If I were him, I'd just work on

reading that little book without
having to move my lips.

Ah! J... think it through, now.
Huh?

Even if you get me, it
won't solve your problem.

You think this beard
makes me Santa?

I'm an elf.

You don't get me to Shelby, all of you...
Her, the baby...

You're all on Nicky's
list, marked for life.

Huh?

All right.

I don't want to go
someplace and start over.

But there's nothing
left to do but run.

Baby, you ain't goin'

anywhere without me.

I'm not saying I want to.

Truth be told, Ava, the
world being what it is today...

I don't know where we would go
that they wouldn't find us.

Well, it could be I have
one more card to play.

Boyd, they got Delroy's body.

They think they
got Delroy's body.

Well, there's no
I.D's on any of them.

We'll have to wait for prints.

They ain't my problem anymore.

Clearly.

It's this guy who sent
them I'm concerned about...

This Nicky fella.

Nicky Augustine.

Oh, good. You're familiar?

More than I'd like to be.

You want to tell
me where I could find him?

Deputy, I'm just here to make
sure the t's get dotted and

nothing happens to our
case against Theo Tonin.

- Theo Tonin?
- Mm-hmm.

We ain't talkin' about him.

This has got nothing
to do with him.

We know.

What do we know?

Theo Tonin flew to
Tunisia a couple days ago.

Oh.

Topless beaches and
no extradition.

Fun for him.

Sounds like he's
taking an early retirement.

You say that like it's
supposed to make me feel better.

Well, it is.

Sammy's his next-in-line,
and apparently,

he and Nicky aren't
real fond of each other.

It's all very Shakespearean.

You're saying Sammy
is gonna set this right?

Well, either he will
or maybe some of your fellow

federal-law-enforcement
officials.

Sammy's a punk.

Sammy's scared of his own shadow
'cause his shadow could kick his ass.

Yeah, Raylan, but he's not
this, and he's not going to

accept Nicky as his number 2.

Nicky will eat him alive.

You don't even know Nicky.

I know what he is.

And I know what it means
once you're on his list.

- You know so much...
- Tell me I'm wrong.

Thank you. You can go now.

Get a pencil.
Do whatever lawyers do.

I got it.

David, just
give us a second here.

Art, don't try to

tell me I can't work this case

because I've been suspended.

Well, you have been suspended.

Look around.

But that's not why
you can't work this case.

They're wheeling bodies
out of my kid's goddamn nursery.

That's why.

Fine.

And when Nicky makes good on his
threat to kill Winona and the baby,

that's gonna be on you.

Raylan, I can't imagine

what you're going through.

I really can't.

And I feel for you.

But just so we're clear...
If you go after Nicky...

don't bother coming back.

Everything okay?

No.

What's wrong? The baby?

No, the baby's fine. I'm fine.

But everything is not okay.

Can you give us a sec?

He said we're on "the list."

That was bullshit.

How do you know?

He was just
trying to scare you.

Oh, well, it worked.

Listen to me.

Everything... you
are gonna be fine.

I promise.

I am having a hard
enough time dealing with this,

Raylan, without you coming
in here and lying to me.

We're gonna
take you to a hotel.

Do I get a
protection detail or Witsec?

Protection detail.

'Cause if it was
Witsec, then, you know, we

wouldn't have to change the
baby's name, seeing that she

doesn't have one yet.

Just a protection team.

Okay.

Maybe one of them can
be my birthing coach.

If you need something from
inside, we should get it now.

I want someone to
take you right away.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna find the guy
responsible for this, and

I'm gonna take care of it.

Mr. Paxton.

Why, thank you very much for
coming out on what I'm sure is a

very busy day and life.

Well, what am I
doing here, Boyd?

I don't work for you anymore.

No, but you work for him.

And he works for me.

Now, Jimmy, lock
that front door.

Uh-huh.

You trying to scare
me again, Mr. Crowder?

I think you're already

scared of me, Mr. Paxton...
As you very well should be.

Now, I would invite you to take

a seat, but I don't think this

meeting's gonna take very long.

Now, law enforcement uses
your funeral home as a morgue

sometimes, am I correct?

Funeral directors often
provide storage for law

enforcement... out of a sense
of civic responsibility.

Or payback for them
being in your back pocket.

Well, there's a body in your

morgue right now, Mr. Paxton.

State police pulled it out of
a mine shaft this morning.

Now, Mooney, don't
you lie to me.

Have the police put a
name to that body yet?

State police said it was

Delroy Baker, some fella that

used to run audry's before he

went missing and you took over.

Let's dispense with
the ambiguity, shall we?

Medical examiner's coming
down from Lexington in the

morning to identify the body
and the cause of death.

Well, Mr. Paxton...

I need you to help me make that

body in your morgue not Delroy.

May I ask why?

No. You may not.

Simple answer to your
question is to steal it...

Get another body to replace it.

- But if you are suggesting..
- Oh, I am not suggesting.

Do you have any idea where
to get a second body?

Well, you're the undertaker.

You tell me.

Why would I do all
this to help you?

To consider your debt

to me paid in full, Mr. Paxton.

Man, I don't like this.

- What, you scared?
- Ain't you?

Only thing I'm scared

of is not getting
this done in time.

Keep digging.

Well, they didn't even have the

decency to put him 6 feet down.

All right.

We gotta get him up out of here.

Yeah.

Aah! Oh!

Shit, Boyd! Sh...

Hey! Shh! Shh! Shh!

Don't you know what
we're doing is illegal?

Now shh.

Stay calm.

Get me out of this, Boyd.

Keep... God! Oh!

Shh.

Hand me that flashlight.

It's a cardboard box.

That's what happens,
you die indigent.

What do we do now?

Well, we take a few
moments to contemplate the

mortal remains of Henry Willis

and to thank him for being more

useful in death than
he ever was in life.

You knew this guy?

Ironically, I did.

He started drinking at 10,

got hooked on oxy by
the time he was 15.

That is all she wrote.

But we all end up where
he is sooner or later.

All right, hold that.

We're never gonna get him
out of here in one piece.

Best we wrap him,
take him to go.

Go get that plastic
out of the truck.

Hey. Hey.

Give me that flashlight.

Ava.

Ava!

How'd it go?

Almost as planned.

The body's in the van?

Look over your right shoulder.

Jesus, Boyd!

Well, I couldn't leave

him on the street,
parked in the van.

Now, just pretend he's
that uncle shows up drunk at

Thanksgiving, sits in a chair

watching football all afternoon.

You never even
notice he's there.

How long we gotta keep it here?

Just until Jimmy gets

back with that funeral truck.

Speaking of which, Jimmy...
Yeah?

Best you head
on over to Paxton's.

He said he's gonna leave
the key on the front tire.

Got it.

Baby, you sure
this is gonna work?

Well, uh, we're gonna

wait for Jimmy to get back with

that truck, then we're gonna

load up this body, take it over

to the funeral home, and
we're gonna make the swap.

Now, medical examiners are
coming out first thing in the

morning, and they expect to find

Delroy Baker filled with
buckshot, but what they gonna

find is Henry Willis
filled with oxy.

And Ellen May's
story falls apart.

Then we're gonna take

Delroy and we're gonna sink
him in that slurry pond.

Well, unless you want

to stuff him and mount
him over the bar.

Now, I sure could use a drink of

whiskey, get that graveyard
taste out of my mouth.

Boyd!

Funny.

I honestly thought you'd
have enough sense to run.

Run from what?

What I'm still wondering...

Did he find Winona himself,
or did you give her up?

We're closed, Raylan.

Ava, why don't you go behind the

bar and pretend like
you're cleaning up?

It's all right.

I don't think we're staying.

Unless your friend Nicky
Augustine's stupid enough

to be here, too.

Just 'cause I know a

fella, Raylan, don't
make him my friend.

You're gonna want a jacket.

Maybe you're not

looking around, but we got a
lot going on at the moment.

You seem to have
the impression I'm asking.

That's my fault.

You are coming with me, Boyd.

The only question is, are you
taking me to Nicky or am I

taking you to jail?

Taking me to jail for what?

You really want me to
give you a list of all the

things I could hang on you?

Probably skip half of it and
still be here all night.

Well, fine, Raylan.

Take me to jail.

Oh, you're hesitating 'cause you
take me and you blow your only

shot at getting Nicky Augustine.

Well, I take it I'm
your admission ticket?

The hesitation was
'cause I just realized, I should

probably take her, too... save
me from making another trip,

two birds, one stone and all.

Take her where, Raylan?

You know, that Ellen May...

Dumb as a box of rocks, but she's
such a sweet girl, and you

get her talking, she's
just too lazy to shut up.

It's fascinating all the
lives people have led.

- That's bullshit.
- Which part?

You ain't got nothin' on Ava.

You sure?

You gonna come into my house...
No badge... no backup...

And threaten to take
my woman away from me?

I figure it's worth a shot.

You think that's the best
way to get me to help you?

No.

And I'm sorry, Boyd.

And now that that's done, you
gonna take me to Nicky or not?

I'm gonna take
you to Nicky, Raylan.

But not because I believe you've
got anything on either of us.

Of course.

You're gonna take me
because you're my buddy.

I need to say
goodbye to my woman.

You can do it from right there.

Ava, darlin', I sure am
sorry I'm gonna miss that dinner.

It's not gonna be
the same without you.

I'll talk to you afterwards.

Let's go.

Light switch is to the left.

Damn it. Little help!

Not my job.

- You ever seen an autopsy?
- No.

Doesn't leave much to the
imagination, I can tell you that.

Want to know what this does?

I want to put this down.

Where do they have Delroy?

Icebox.

Which one's Delroy?

The one that looks
like beef jerky.

Mm.

That would be him.

Mooney, can you get
us a body bag, please?

Yes, ma'am.

And, Jimmy, can you
cut this plastic off?

Yep.

It's a pretty good match.

Yeah, let's just
get this over with.

So, out of nowhere, Crowder calls
and says he's bringing the marshal,

and you just drop
everything to play "high noon."

You want to explain to me
how this makes any sense?

All the shit I've heard about
this guy, there's no way

I'm saying no to a face-to-face.

Plus, maybe he wants
to cut a deal.

I doubt that.

Well, we'll know shortly.

You're not even a little
worried he's trying to set us

up, maybe even bust me for
that shit at the high school?

I might be worried if Crowder
wasn't bringing him here.

What? You trust Crowder?

I trust him not to hand
us up to the feds, yeah.

You know, Sammy's already pissed
we went after the ex-wife.

He wants us to come home
now and kiss his new ring.

You think it's smart
to keep him waiting?

Sammy is a rat-faced bitch boy.

He's Theo Tonin's
rat-faced bitch boy.

We wouldn't even be having
this conversation if you'd

popped the marshal
in the first place.

Christ.

But instead... you let
him back you down.

He didn't back me down.

The cops pulled up.

Well, all I know is, if I'd have
been there, he'd never walked out.

Oh.

And that would have
been pointless, Nicky.

It would have just
drawn heat, as usual.

You think too much.

Pay the check.

I'll be in the car.

Well, this might be a

silly question, Raylan,
but do you have a plan?

Mm-hmm.

Sit across from Nicky,

tell him the game's the game,

but you don't go after a man's family.

Well, just so you're aware,

whatever Nicky knows about Winona

did not come from me.

Okay.

Now that you mention it,

though, I'm not sure you're

one to talk about going straight

at a man 'stead
of what he loves.

You love her, huh... Ava?

You have to ask?

Love her like how...

Like how you loved the lord
and your lovely white skin

or... how you loved Arlo?

I know he meant a lot to you.

You know...

You can know a fella your whole life
and not really know him at all.

You know what I think, Raylan?

I think you're just jealous that
I've got to open a present that

will never be under
your Christmas tree.

I think you love
anything lets you put your head

on the pillow at night believin'

you ain't the bad guy.

So, you face off with Nicky,
and he says,

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

Never even knew you
had a "family."

Then what?

You tell him anything he
says can be used against him?

Nothing gonna
be used against him.

This ends tonight.

Well, maybe you get him
to pull, count it down like you

did that old gun thug in Miami.

- Figure if it ain't broke...
- Well, what if he won't pull?

They always pull.

Well, what if he won't?

Well, I guess you'll just
murder him where he sits.

You know what I'm wondering?

Is, what do you tell yourself at

night when you lay your head
down that allows you to wake up

in the morning pretending
that you're not the bad guy?

What are we doing?

Jimmy, this is
where you get out.

Ava, Boyd don't want me to
just leave you out here.

It's okay. I'll
take care of Boyd.

- He told me I shouldn't...
- Boyd ain't here.

Get out.

Yes, ma'am.

Well, you might as
well give me my gun back.

I'm sure you'll be fine.

Not me I'm worried about.

I'm just offering to even
up your odds a little bit.

I count four to one.

That hardly seems fair.

Which way do you mean?

Thanks for the ride.

Good luck, cowboy.

You guys ever figure out who
was right about the astronaut?

We agreed to disagree.

I need to check you for a wire.

Won't find one.

Still need to check.

Long as you understand...
Anything else you find,

I plan to keep.

Nicky doesn't care you're armed.

Figures I won't try anything
with all this firepower

you got here?

Either that or he
doesn't give a shit.

You okay with your
wagon hitched to a guy that

doesn't give a shit?

Higher up the Mountain,
worse the footing gets.

Plane crashes, first
class always hits the hardest.

I learned one thing a long time ago...
Doesn't pay to be

the lead dog.

You know the best way
to survive a plane crash?

How's that?

Don't be in it.

All right?

So just keep your panties on, sit
tight, let me take care of it.

Marshal's here.

Where you headed?

Oh, why? You need a lift?

Where'd you think
you were headed?

That sounded kind of ominous.

Getting right to the point, huh?

Sooner we get to it,
sooner we get through it.

No point delaying
the unpleasantness.

Oh, a-are we headed
for unpleasantness?

The deal I'm gonna
offer you, I ain't optimistic

you'll take it.

Well, you know, negative thinking
yields negative results.

Yeah.

Well... it's been a day.

Well, at least give me the
chance to surprise you.

No point in going into a
relationship assuming people are

just gonna disappoint you.

You're right.

I want you to turn yourself in,
confess to murder, racketeering,

obstruction... whatever other
horrible things you done.

Is that all?

I want you to swear
you'll leave my family be.

- Or...?
- Or you'll die here in this limo.

Well, you had it right
not to be optimistic.

I'm afraid that's
the best I can do.

You carrying a piece?

- Glock 26.
- Yeah?

Is that the same one you used to
take out my guys this morning?

No.

I pulled a Beretta
off the big fella.

What are you carrying?

Oh, I don't have a gun.

Maybe you should get one.

Why? So you can have a reason?

You already gave me a reason.

Bullshit.

Take one look at you, I know
you're not the kind of guy who'd

just execute me.

It's not who you are.

Then you come in here with your
bullshit cop threats,

knowing that if your bluff gets called,
you can always hide behind your badge.

I don't have a badge.

All I got is my word.

So if I say I'm gonna kill your
family, I'm gonna kill your family.

'Cause these animals out here,
they think they can get over on

me, they'll tear me to pieces.

You want to know
where I'm headed?

I'm headed to Detroit... to kill
Theo's pasty little pussy of a son.

But I'll be back
for your family.

You had a chance to save them
this morning, but instead, you

took out three of my guys.

So the only chance they have now
is if you use that Glock on me

to end this.

If you're not gonna do it,
get the hell out of my car.

Well... now we know each other.

Cop threats.

Relax.

You're still in the limo.

Look, we're just
waiting for the plane.

We'll be back in Detroit before
breakfast, and I'll take care of

it when I get back there.

Sammy.

Thanks for coming.

Thank you for reaching out.

You talked to him?

What'd he say?

He said he's gonna
murder my wife and child.

Yeah, no, I heard.

I feel terrible about that.

But I meant,
what'd he say about me?

He said you're a pussy,

and he's gonna kill you.

I guess his guys

ain't gonna give you
too much trouble.

You want to survive in this business,

you have your money on

the horse that's out front.

What about you?

You gonna give me trouble?

About doing what I have to do?

If Nicky had chosen

to turn himself in,
I'd have taken him in.

But... he decided
to go another way.

So if you saw a crime
committed against him,

you wouldn't, as a lawman,
feel the obligation to intervene?

I'm suspended.

Picker.

Ava?

Ava!

Boyd.

Where the hell is Ava?

She wouldn't let me go with her.

I tried, Boyd.

I didn't know what to do.

I tried to stay with her, Boyd!

I swear to God, Boyd, I tried!

She told me to come back!

Jesus.

Oh, shit.

Boyd?

I thought Boyd was with you.

Mooney?

I could use a little help.

What you got there, Ava?

Is that a body?

You sure you
want to make this play?

Why don't you turn around and

put your hands behind your head?

Or maybe it's not your play.

Maybe it was Paxton's.

How 'bout you just keep quiet?

We were just driving by
and we saw the lights.

Wasn't me you was
after, though, was it?

It was Boyd.

You'll do.

That's it.

This body was stolen from

your funeral home last night?

Mm-hmm. I'd know
that face anywhere.

Ohh.

Mooney?

Just sorry you weren't
here a few hours ago, Boyd.

Lock up this piece of shit.

- No need for that.
- What?

He's assaulted an officer,
resisted arrest, interfering

with police business.

Oh, simmer down, Mooney.

He's upset.

I don't think he's gonna
be any more trouble.

How 'bout it, Mr. Crowder?

Are you gonna be
any more trouble?

Let this white trash
piece of shit go.

I'm gonna get a lawyer...

the best one that money can buy...

And I'm gonna have you
out of here in 24 hours.

We both know that's

not gonna happen.

You got more to say?

She'll have visiting hours.

Now get out of here!

This everything?

That's everything I need.

You know you and
the baby are safe, right?

I know.

That's why I love you.

I'm so sorry about all of it.

Yeah, well...
Least nobody died.

Call me when you land.

Okay.

Say "hey"
to your mother for me.

I will.

Where's the
master of the house?

Another glass?

Did you hear the
news out of Detroit?

Little Sammy is the new
head of the outfit.

And I'm their man
east of the Mississippi.

Congratulations.

What... you felt the need to

come all the way down
here to tell me that?

All the strife,
all the bloodshed...

All the turmoil...
kings fall, princes rise up.

And here we still are.

The survivors.

The arrangement
we discussed before?

I'd like you to handle my heroin

distribution in Kentucky.

Huh.

Nod if you're interested.

Good.

We're both gonna be
very wealthy men.

Ahh.

I'll be in touch.

What's up, Art?

Just wondering if
you've heard the big news.

What news?

Looks like Sammy Tonin

is gonna hold on to
the crown after all.

Where's that
leave Nicky Augustine?

Found dead in the
back of a stretch limo.

Can't give you all the details now,

but all the signs
point to a mob execution.

Live by the sword,
die by the sword, right?

I suppose you're
gonna say "I told you so."

Oh, well, I like to

think I'm a bigger person than that,

but I did tell you so.

Well, I appreciate
the call, Art.

Just thought you
might want to know.

I will sleep well tonight.

All right.

See you in 30 days.