Justified (2010–2015): Season 5, Episode 10 - Weight - full transcript
Dewey tries to turn his latest score into a ticket out of Harlan. Ava decides to survive on her own in Trambull. Raylan follows Boyd's heroin trail to the Crowes and is introduced to the 21-foot rule.
NARRATOR: Previously on Justified...
Hey, where y'all going?
We're gonna make some money.
Look after Chelsea while I'm gone.
You know what kind of deep shit
you'd be in if you did this.
And this.
Oh, my God.
Reason we don't get jacked
with in here is we're the ones
bringing in the drugs.
That's why they leave us alone.
You really can get the dope,
I might have a way to get it in.
- We had a deal.
- The deal's still good.
Just one more condition.
You want your shit, you got to kill Judith.
That heroin is still a thousand miles
away from being in my possession.
It would be a terrible shame
if my brother Danny
accidentally made a wrong turn
with one of them trucks.
I didn't know Hot Rod was
a legitimate businessman.
He ain't.
It's just a way to move the dope.
Oh, but the dope in the tow
car gives him deniability.
It's an old trick, but it still works.
DEA, show me your hands.
I see you got your gun out.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(GUNSHOTS)
(SCREAMING)
Damn it, Chelsea. Hurry up and take a shit.
I ain't got all night.
(CAT YOWLS)
- (CHELSEA BARKING)
- Hey, don't you dare.
No, Chelsea!
No, Chelsea! Chelsea! Chelsea!
(TIRES SCREECHING)
- (LOUD THUD)
- Chelsea!
Chelsea! Chelsea!
Chelsea!
DEWEY: I'm gonna be down today,
so y'all need to be ready.
The grand design is coming
together for real, Mina.
Ow! Shit!
See, I was just biding my time,
waiting for the opportunity to strike.
Like a predator drone.
That whole stretch in Mexico,
forsaken in the desert like I was,
I knew that that was my only shot.
Holy shit.
(PANTING)
Hey!
No, I'm all right.
In fact, I'm better than all right.
I got business taken care of.
It's gonna be golden times for Dewey Crowe.
What you mean he's gone?
I mean he took the Chevette.
I been calling, I been
texting. He's not answering me.
Well, go after him. He can't
be far. He ain't got no money.
That's right, thanks to you.
Well, what is it you me
to do about this, Wendy?
I want you to help me find Kendal!
Why are you acting like
this ain't a big thing?
Because I have other damn
shit to deal with, Wendy!
Such as?
Such as Danny ain't back yet,
and he has a big-ass
shipment of something I need.
God damn, man.
Where the hell you been?
- Darryl.
- What?
We, uh...
we got a serious situation.
COP: This truck mean something to you?
Uh, little roadside set-to last night,
put a DEA agent in the
hospital with a broken pelvis
on account of getting
clipped by a tow truck.
Well, the DEA's BOLO came through
about the same time I got flagged
down by a couple of campers.
Said they saw some fool out
here trying to unhitch a car.
Said he didn't look right.
He had it up on a hill to do it.
And there's a big divot in the
ground over here where the car hit.
Doesn't look like you're dealing
with any kind of Einstein here.
RAYLAN: No, I suppose not.
Whatcha thinking?
Just trying to imagine
what my Einstein's gonna do
with a carload of Mexican brown.
(INAUDIBLE)
Ava Crowder.
Got a visitor.
BOYD: I think I finally got a line on
the fella that put you in this mess.
Now, he ain't been easy to find,
but I think I finally
got that possum treed.
(SIGHS)
Now, listen to me.
Once he recants...
and he's gonna recant.
All this will be over.
All this time,
waiting on you to come up
with a plan to cut me loose,
thinking somehow you'd
be able to pull it off...
Well, and that's what I'm doing, baby.
- That's what I'm in the process of doing.
- Let me finish.
I realize now it ain't hardly right to ask.
You done everything you could do
to bring about an end to this,
but there ain't no end to bring about.
And the longer I keep wishing there was,
the more intolerable my situation.
What are you saying, Ava?
There's things I got to do
in here in order to survive.
And the less you got to
do with them, the better.
Boyd, I'm saying goodbye.
Ah...
- I don't want you coming back.
- Ava. Ava.
Woman.
Do you know what I've done for you?
Do you have any idea what
I have had to do for you?
I do.
There's not a day goes
by I don't think about it.
Well, I don't think you do,
or else you wouldn't be
having this conversation...
- Boyd...
- With me...
- Boyd...
- Right now.
I love you.
I always will, okay?
Ava. Ava. Look at me.
- Ava.
- Guard?
Look at me.
Ava.
Ava, look at me.
Ava.
(SHOUTS) Ava!
* 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 *
All right.
Uh, I'll see you in a little bit.
(SIGHING)
I'm gonna need you to
take a ride with me, Jimmy.
And what is it we aiming to do
when we get wherever it
is you plan on taking us?
Listen, son.
I know recent times this
has been a hard road.
But you didn't sign up with me
'cause you thought it was gonna be easy.
(DOOR OPENS) DARRYL: Hey, yo, Boyd!
We're in the back.
DARRYL: Hey, yo!
Please tell me you have some good news.
Look, man, I came to tell
you face-to-face, man.
Look, we got a situation.
- A situation?
- Yeah.
I don't want to hear about another
one of your goddamn situations.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Yeah.
- (CELL PHONE BEEPS)
- Dewey Crowe,
you just about qualify
as the most sought-after
man in Harlan county.
Where in the hell are you, son?
DEWEY: I'll tell you where I'm at, Boyd.
I'm sitting high on
that fabled catbird seat.
How you like that?
I don't care where you sit,
as long as it's close
to my dining-room table
'cause I'm getting awful hungry.
Listen up, Boyd. I got your shit.
I got it all.
Well, I... I mean, I got half of it.
But it's the whole half.
Anyways, right now it's mine.
I could light out to Canada
or Wyoming or some shit,
and you'd never see it again.
Well, you could, but I wouldn't advise it.
And what's your copilot
have to say about that?
Oh, Danny?
No, I... I ditched his
ass outside Parkersville.
Parkersville?
Parkersville?
Look, this conversation is just you and me.
Hold on, Dewey. I'm gonna
put you on speakerphone.
Go ahead.
This is how it's gonna be...
you all are gonna bring
me $250,000 in cash,
which is what I'm owed for the whorehouse.
Darryl can have Audrey's.
I don't care.
I just want my money and
get the hell out of here.
Well, I guess I only have two questions...
Where and when?
When is today, before dark.
I want to get out of here by sunset.
Well, that's an awful lot of
money on such short notice.
Well, I know it's a lot
of money, but guess what...
I don't give a shit.
Find a way.
And where.
Well, I'm gonna tell
you when you call me back
saying you got my money.
Not so funny now, am I, Boyd?
You hear me laughing, son?
Well, I'll be waiting on your call.
Thank you.
He done went rogue, man.
That's what I came to tell you, man.
Hey, don't be looking at me like that, man.
I told you we got a problem.
You know what?
That's where you're wrong, Darryl.
We ain't got a problem.
Based on this phone
call, you got a problem.
Let's get out of here.
Well, I guess we'll just
have to wait, then, won't we?
So let me guess.
- He says it'll be a few more hours.
- (SCOFFS)
So with this phone call,
wherein we just learned
that Boyd Crowder has
lost half our shipment,
he seems like less of a
partner and more like a problem.
Could be argued that it's the
Florida crew that's the problem.
And who brought in the Florida crew?
Yeah.
The fact is, he's a liability,
whatever his local attributes.
Those local attributes are, at
present, our entire business model.
Even so, we still have Yoon
and his crew to factor in.
All the more reason for
additional boots on the ground.
(LAUGHS)
You know, Duffy, I really do not understand
this fascination you hold for Boyd Crowder.
What is it? His hair? Hmm?
(SNIFFLES)
Because at some point in
the not-so-distant future,
you have to ask yourself a question.
Who am I gonna work with?
Him, who most certainly's
gonna get you killed...
Or me, who most certainly
is gonna get you rich.
DARRYL: Man, this looks
pretty damn good, huh?
DANNY: Yeah, real good.
It's all our profits from the whorehouse
plus a couple extra hundred
from individual whores.
Hey, just don't let cousin
Dewey get a chance to count it.
Oh, I'll make sure of that.
I'm trusting you on that, brother.
- Hey, you heard from Kendal yet?
- No.
WENDY: I keep trying him, and
he's not getting back to me.
(GROANING) That little pecker
better get his ass up here soon
'cause he was last one
to have eyes on Chelsea,
and I can't find her anywhere.
Cool out, man.
All right? You need to make
yourself scarce, anyway.
I don't want that Crowder shithead
coming up in here seeing
you getting all spun up
talking greasy, so go on.
All right. I got to take a shit.
DARRYL: All right.
You texting him?
I don't know what else to do.
Do you have a better idea?
Don't believe I've ever
seen it so dead in here.
Looks like you got some
kind of reverse incentive
keeping folks away.
Well, can't every day be black Friday.
Bound to have ebbs and flows.
Today, we had an ebb.
And to think, people say the
business model's idiot-proof.
Speaking of which, where's Dewey?
He ain't here.
That's a handsome attache.
What is that? Alligator?
This right here is pleather.
Had me fooled. What's in it?
My used condoms.
You know, we got to
wash them out for reuse.
This here's a green whorehouse.
Yeah? Let's crack it open,
make sure they're in compliance.
No, no, no. As my sister
here will tell you,
if you want to see what's inside,
you're gonna have to go on
out and get yourself a warrant.
- Ain't that right, sister?
- (GROANING)
Oh!
Oh.
It's a ringer.
DARRYL: Ah.
RAYLAN: Look at that.
Between that and the pleather,
someone's gonna be in a world of
disappointment getting this case.
What the hell, man?
What the hell is, today is "not gonna
tolerate any of your bullshit" day.
- You want to test me?
- No.
Hey, there ain't no
cause for that, marshal.
Now, you're just putting a
couple of innocents in jeopardy,
acting out like this.
I swear, I can't recall the last innocent
I came across with a
briefcase full of fake cash.
All right, let's say you were
gonna arrest us right now.
So that we might enjoy our
rights as citizens of a democracy,
under what charges would you detain us?
Possession of news print?
I ain't arresting you.
I'm just confiscating what cash there is
into marshal's custody until
you can prove whence it came.
You want it, it'll be at
the Lexington courthouse.
Probably cost you more in
gas than what's in there.
Now, my earlier question...
Where's Dewey?
Man, ain't nobody seen him, man. Shit.
Well, you won't mind if I look
around, in case someone here has.
I don't want to see any
cars leaving while I'm here.
You two get comfortable.
- Well, shit.
- Ugh!
But I'm partial to the pink.
You remember me?
Sure. Officer Buzz-kill.
Ruined our pool day.
We, uh, packing for a trip?
We was just, um, moving trailers.
Any chance Dewey Crowe's
gonna be in that new trailer?
We ain't seen Dewey.
Sweet.
Y'all actually seem to care for the man.
I get that, sort of a lost-puppy quality.
He ain't done any harm.
He's fair, and don't raise his hands to us.
Well, I'm telling you right now,
I think he's in deeper waters
than he's prepared to swim.
He can handle it, whatever it is.
That's a lot of confidence for a man
who wears shorts with combat boots.
Anyway, I recently came
into a shitload of money.
Now, I'd be willing to part
with just a taste of it,
but...
Number's on speed dial.
What the hell?
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Hey, baby girls.
Well, they're worried about you, Dewey.
Is that Raylan?
Got ideas you might be
involved with something
well above your pay grade.
It ain't us, Dewey.
This peckerwood stole my phone.
Not stole. Like rented.
Fairly cheap, as it happens.
- You think you're funny?
- I think I'm on the phone.
I'm gonna ask you to back up
and keep your mouth shut until I'm off.
And then we'll settle whatever grievances
you feel like you have suffered.
DEWEY: You son of a bitch.
So you know, Dewey,
whatever you thought the
Crowes were gonna hand you
to get their heroin back,
unless it was like $62.50,
you were about to get handed a ringer.
I don't know what the
hell you're talking about.
Just put Mina on.
You name's mud as far as Boyd Crowder
and the Dixie mafia's concerned.
So I ask you, given these facts,
who in all God's earthly pastures
is your only friend at this point?
Damn, Raylan, you're right.
I hadn't thought about that.
My dream isn't gonna die so easy after all.
Hello?
(SIGHS)
I don't think he took
from that what I intended.
Oh.
(SIGHS)
(CUTLERY CLATTERING)
I give up.
What the hell are you doing?
Had to get out of there.
I like it that way.
Yeah?
Wasn't my choice.
I know.
Penny told me.
She was in the yard when it happened.
So you broke it off with him?
- Your man who was gonna save you.
- I did.
Good for you, sister.
All you can count on is the holy mother,
your sisters and yourself.
And you know I got you.
Mmm.
Hold this. I got to piss.
Ava, dorm room hacks are
about to do a bed check.
You in here, Judith?
JUDITH: Go on. I'll be out.
We got to go.
Like now.
All right.
(TOILET FLUSHES)
Here you go.
I smell it.
What?
Pot. You got any more?
You're 14.
I was 12 the first time. Doesn't bother me.
Well, it bothers me.
How'd you get here?
I've been driving since I was 11.
First year I could reach the pedals.
How'd you know where I live?
They got this thing called Google.
Kendal, you can't up and leave
every time you have a
disagreement with your family.
Danny's gonna have my ass.
Why is that?
I seen him do things
when he ain't even mad,
much less when he is.
Things like what?
If I was to ask you to come away with me,
we could run off somewhere.
I can do things, you know. I can bartend.
Besides, you're not so
happy to be here yourself.
(SIGHS)
Look, what you're talking
about, that's a fantasy.
And nothing wrong with
that, but I belong here.
And where you belong is
back in Harlan with your kin.
That's reality.
Just forget it.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
- WENDY: Hello?
- It's open. Come in.
What the hell?
I'm sorry, Kendal.
That's where you disappeared to?
Go blow a jay and drop a dime on me?
Hey, big man. What happened?
You get lost on your way to the save-a-lot?
Go on.
(BUZZER)
(GATE OPENING)
(LAUGHS)
Well, would you look at this
holy shit of a situation here.
Oh, Dickie. What's with this?
Hell on wheels.
Ohhh.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
You know, they were in
there trying to tell me,
"Hey, there's a Mr. Parker
Stevenson here to see you,"
and I'm like, "Hey, look at me."
"Do I look like a guy who
knows a Parker damn Stevenson?"
Nope.
And lo and behold, here
you are, brother Parker.
- Yeah.
- Hey, how you doing?
Well, that's the... that's
the name on the ID, anyway.
Aw, damn, Dickie.
Damn, Dewey.
Wheels or no, you are
a sight for sore eyes.
(LAUGHING) Aw.
Well... tell me, how can I help you?
Wynn Duffy, call me up out of the blue
10 years down the line.
What did you think? That
I just couldn't stay away?
When it comes to your motives, Katherine,
I have long since abandoned speculating.
How did you know I didn't come here
to put an ice pick in your neck?
Worth it to see you again.
And also,
I could use some help.
Damn straight you could.
I keep up on current events.
I know your situation.
Wow. You got yourself caught between
a Detroit rock and shitkicker hard place,
trafficking in weight like
you said you never would.
What happened, Wynn?
Did you finally just get greedy?
I don't know what happened.
That's why I called. You always
had a way of cultivating clarity.
So what do you need?
An assessment.
The rock or the shitkicker.
And...
Let's say for the sake of discussion,
I've missed you.
I would need to meet them both,
preferably at the same time.
Mmm-hmm.
Be nice to do this where the
guns aren't likely to come out.
Done.
And, Wynn...
Yes?
If I come in on this assessment...
- Yes...
- It'll be 50k in advance.
As I said, I've missed you, Katherine.
- (POLICE RADIO CHATTER)
- No. I don't know.
Okay, go ahead. Come on.
Ones on Sherman Pass
and Conner are up, too.
Can put another on Old Eyman trail,
but DEA's pulling a lot of
resources for their dragnet.
Cell pinged the triangle between
Black Mountain and Putney.
Only way he's getting out is over us,
and I don't see Dewey owning a jet pack.
Unless he's holed up
somewhere waiting us out.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Givens.
AUTOMATED VOICE: You have
a collect call from...
DICKIE: Raylan Givens, don't
hang up! It's Dickie Bennett!
AUTOMATED VOICE:... an inmate at
the Tramble Federal Penitentiary.
Will you accept the charges?
What... became of us, Raylan?
Seems like we each
ended up where we belong.
How did it ever come to...
To this? I mean, another
lifetime, you and me, we...
We could have been thick
as thieves, you know?
RAYLAN: Well, in this one,
you strung me upside down
and treated me like a pinata
and then came after a 14-year-old girl.
I have had time, and...
(LAUGHS) time and more damn time in here
to mull over my mistakes,
and I'll have you know I am
coming 'round to admitting
I probably made my share along the way.
Good. Good for you.
Self-improvement is a wonderful thing.
Now, you called me claiming
to know where Dewey Crowe is.
What... Hey, ho, ho, ho.
Why don't you just slow down,
there, Mr. Insensitivity?
Can you not see I'm about to betray
my one true friend in the world, here?
How about this? How
about you start, Raylan?
How about just telling
me what's coming to me?
How about Jack and shit?
Raylan, Raylan.
You know, I can see the penny
still hasn't quite dropped.
You always were a little slow,
so I'm gonna tell you one more time.
I am in possession of the wherewithal
to tell you right where Dewey Crowe
is gonna be in the next 45 minutes,
so I'd advise you to just rethink
this whole smartass strategy you got here
if you want this present
wrapped up under your tree.
What is it you'd like, Dickie?
I would like transfer to
long-term hospital care.
Someplace way out of state, Raylan.
Way away from all these bad memories.
Please, Raylan.
And would you like that
transfer by helicopter
or are you okay with just a van?
(LAUGHING)
Yeah. Laugh it up, Raylan.
But from what Dewey told me,
this is a target worth hitting, Raylan,
so, you know, I'm gonna need you
to hook me up with some
serious rehabilitation, Raylan,
for this lame-ass leg that you, Raylan,
you played no small part
in afflicting, Raylan.
- Dickie.
- This right here.
You ain't getting any
transfer to a country club.
And your legs are the way they are
'cause you're an asshole
who don't know when to quit.
Just... just hold up, Raylan.
But, if you tell me what you
have and it leads to an arrest,
maybe we can talk about
greater protections and
freedoms within your stay here.
Yeah.
All right, Raylan. All right. You win.
You want to find Dewey, here's what you do.
First of all, go to the
Gas 'N Go or whatever
and get yourself a map of Kentucky.
- Mmm-hmm.
- Follow Route 9 southbound with your finger.
Follow it way, way down until
you're pointing right at...
Your asshole.
And then what you're gonna do is
you're gonna take your hand, and just...
just go ahead and cram it right up inside.
You got to make sure, Raylan,
that you do it in a way
so that the rest of you just
keeps on following your hand
right up your ass,
right up inside all that shit
you're so full of, Raylan.
And then what you're gonna
do, is you're just gonna...
(WHISTLES) wink out of existence forever.
Proud of that one, aren't you?
It'll do.
Like you say.
So Dewey came to you
looking for a home for
his purloined heroin.
I'm just gonna assume you sent him
to one of your old Bennett dealers.
But I don't have to find him there, do I?
I think Boyd and Darryl
would've put the word out,
so the first thing that dude's
gonna do is call one of them.
So all I got to do is go back and
wait for them to come home with it.
So all that's left for me to do here
is say thank you for your help,
unwitting as it may have been.
Good to see you, Dickie.
Especially in here.
Can you hear this, Raylan,
- or you need me to turn it up?
- (DOOR SLAMMING)
(WHISTLES)
(LAUGHING) Oh, damn, son.
How much you think all that's worth?
This kind of weight?
Damn.
It's more than I got here.
Dickie said you'd be good to go.
Yeah, well, Dickie ain't
been around for a while.
- Oh, man!
- Deal like this...
I got to call in the money cavalry.
Well, call them in, man.
I ain't got forever to do this thing.
All right. Wait here.
It's not true that you
should never drink alone.
These are the happiest
glasses you'll ever drain.
Well, I ain't drinking
alone anymore, now, am I?
Mmm-mmm.
Can I tell you a secret?
Mmm. I wish you would.
I would love for a man to
just come up to me and say,
"You are the prettiest woman here,"
"and I just want to make love."
Wait, no,
"Bang you until the cops break us up."
(CHUCKLES) Well, let's just see
how that sounds coming from me.
- Should we get out of here?
- Yeah, let's go.
Let's do it. Come on.
Follow me.
- Chelsea!
- Say it again, Cyrus.
I didn't get the street name.
(WHISTLES) Okay, got it.
Yeah. Let's say 20 minutes. Good.
Chelsea, come on, girl!
Hey, cut that out, man.
You're gonna freak her out
more than she already is.
She's just never spent a
day on her own out there.
Well, I'm sure she's fine.
She's just shacked up with
some big, old black mastiff
taking it real good like the bitch she is.
Chelsea's not like that.
Well, lighten up, baby brother.
Look, we got eyes on cousin Dewey.
Trying to pawn off our brown
bricks to one of Boyd's dealers.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
- Where the hell you been, man?
- Where's Chelsea?
How the hell should I know?
It's your goddamn job to know where she is.
Well, I did my job.
It's not my fault her dumb ass
ain't got enough sense not to run off.
Listen, if anything happened to her,
I'm gonna take it out on your hide.
WENDY: Hey, get away from him.
Chelsea's dead, asshole.
She ran off last night
chasing after some animal,
got hit by a car up on Copper Road.
And you...
you left her up there all alone?
Why do you think I ran?
Didn't want you going all crazy and shit.
(SCREAMING) I'm gonna kill you, you...
I am gonna bury you in the back!
I will kill you, you little shit!
Oh, yeah? Just like you did Jean Baptiste?
(GROANING)
You said he was in Florida.
Darryl, he was talking a lot
of shit, so I shot him, okay?
- I was gonna tell you.
- But you didn't, huh?
You go to Dewey, get our brown bricks.
When that's done, get a
wreath and some lilies,
we'll give Chelsea a proper burial.
You, go up there and get her body.
Show a little goddamn respect.
Then you're gonna dig
the hole to bury her in.
You make sure he don't run off.
We got enough goddamn problems.
When that's all done, we gonna
have a big, old family conference.
You hear me?
Hey, you got to let me go up and see her.
No, God damn it!
I ain't gonna let this sit.
- That little bastard!
- Danny! Listen to me!
Get your mind right!
We'll deal with Kendal later.
You hear me?
Yeah, I hear you.
Hey, Danny, one more thing.
(GRUNTS)
That's for lying about JB. Now get up.
What was with you in the bathroom earlier?
I saw you standing there all spaced out.
I got a lot on my mind, is all.
I saw the shiv.
Don't worry, I ain't gonna tell.
I want you to kill her.
Sticker you got is good
for slashing a throat,
but that's if... if you
get through the muscle.
This is a stabber. Quicker,
quieter, no muss, no fuss.
Rowena put you up to this?
Thinking I wouldn't go through with it?
Rowena wants you to do it for me.
Why?
Remember than guard, Milam?
The one Judith forced me to lay with?
Well, he wasn't the only one.
Seeing as none of them seen
fit to slip on a rubber,
all that action had consequences.
And Judith forced me to get
rid of them consequences.
You think you got protection from Judith,
but you don't mean shit to her.
You're just another playing piece.
Judith's got an
arrangement with the guards.
She prays alone in the chapel.
Chapel cameras are turned off at night.
It's the best time.
Hide this in there.
(DOOR OPENING)
You son of bitch.
Put down the gun, Dewey.
You got my money?
You don't get any money, dickhead.
All you got is me, and I'm pissed.
Now, where is my shit?
DEWEY: Kiss my ass.
I still got a gun on you,
case you hadn't noticed.
Oh, my goodness.
All right, here's how it's gonna go.
Little dipshit, you toss
the bag over to big dipshit.
Big dipshit, you toss me
three bricks for my trouble.
And both of y'all, put
them goddamn guns away.
Go on, crazy 88, slide it over.
- I thought we had a deal.
- You thought wrong.
I don't know you, Dickie
Bennett's a wormy little shitbird
I never liked, anyway.
Bricks.
All right.
Now you can go.
You know, shoulda thought
through this better, Dewey.
Yeah, you ain't got the head for this.
Why don't you come with
me and get what's coming?
You realize what you
just did to me, asshole?
You run your raggedy
little ass out that door,
and I'll give you a two-minute
jump on your buddy here.
I'm gonna tear your ass up, Dewey.
Now, that's about the best
offer you're gonna get today,
so I would take it.
One, one thousand.
(SHOUTS) Two, one thousand.
Oh, Chelsea.
(SNIFFLES)
(CRYING) Oh, Chelsea.
(SOBBING) Oh.
I'm so sorry, Chelsea.
Sorry for your loss.
I'm having a private moment.
Why don't you show some goddamn respect?
No disrespect intended,
despite the fact that
dog would have been happy
to chew my face off and
wear it as a Halloween mask.
I had this buddy that ran
a puppy mill in Sarasota,
and he got popped for a DUI.
He asked me to take care of his puppies.
And I found this...
This litter of dead puppies.
I guess the mom had died
when she was giving birth and
couldn't take care of the brood.
But there was one puppy who was
barely alive, and it was Chelsea.
And I...
(SOBBING)
I raised her up.
Considering the somber occasion,
I'm inclined to do you a favor.
How about you just go away
and let me grieve in peace?
That I can't do.
But, see, you carry that duffel
any further up to Audrey's,
I'd be obliged to take Wendy
and Kendal in as accessories.
And that would suck.
What about Darryl?
Him, I don't give a rat's ass,
but I'd just as soon eschew
the collateral damage.
Now, if you were to own up to the
contents of that duffel right here,
well, then, you'd be the only Crowe
going away on this day of mourning.
Do you see the favor?
I do.
And I appreciate it, sir.
But I ain't done mourning yet.
How old was she?
Over six.
Why?
What is that? About
40-something in dog years?
And you're about 30.
What's it matter?
You slide your hand any closer to that gun,
you're gonna meet Chelsea's fate
at a much younger age than she did.
Say we go about it a different way.
Different how?
How far apart you reckon we are?
Oh, 20 feet, give or take.
All right.
That's about far enough.
Far enough for what?
You ain't never heard of
the 21-foot rule before?
Can't say I have.
Me, I'm good to 50, 75 yards.
Twenty one feet, that's like
standing plumb in front of the target.
I guess the question is,
how good a shot are you?
Are you sure you thought
this through, Danny?
- Let's just see.
- Well, first, let me explain...
(SCREAMING)
Ohhh!
Oh.
(GROANING)
Shit, Danny.
I would have said something.
I swear to God, I didn't see it either.
(GASPING)
So you didn't shoot him.
RAYLAN: No.
- Well, that's something.
- I was going to, though.
Like an act of God, really.
Raylan.
There's, uh, one more thing.
How's that even possible?
We would have rolled up
Darryl Jr. with the fallout,
Wendy, too, but we had
nothing to hold them on.
Well, it's a good thing you didn't
waste everybody's time, then.
Yeah, uh, but they're pretty pissed.
I would imagine so.
I was dating this social
worker, Alison Brander.
Kendal went to see her
this afternoon. And now...
And now you think they
might be coming after her.
All right. I'll take care of it.
- Well, I can, uh...
- No.
You got your foot deep enough
in this shit heap already.
- Alison Brander?
- Yeah, that's right.
I mean, since you are apparently
my own personal, special problem
that I must deal with,
I'll handle it myself...
If that's okay.
You're the boss.
(DOOR SLAMMING)
Whoever you are, this is my time.
Never figured you for praying alone.
One hour a week
I commune with the goddess
without any distractions.
So you do believe?
Does it matter?
Really?
I know why you're here.
Always figured Penny was
the one to turn Judas.
It ain't me.
I don't want this.
Washing your hands like Pontius Pilate.
I know it's Rowena.
She harbors ill will.
Now you got a new drug
source, won't tell me who.
Don't hardly take a fortune teller
to figure out what's coming.
From what I hear, she's got reason.
Every day I pray forgiveness
for what I had Penny do.
I needed those drugs in here.
Amazing,
the unconscionable things
we'll do to survive, huh?
Doesn't matter...
'cause I ain't gonna do it, anyway.
What changed your mind, girl?
See, I don't like the
game Rowena's playing at.
Always one more hurdle to leap over.
Changing the rules when she feels like it.
I feel like there's got to
be a way we can work together.
Something we can do.
Now, you think that's possible?
That sounds like a grand plan, darling.
But how am I supposed to forget
you coming at me in prayer
with a shiv in your hand?
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Ahhh!
(BOTH GRUNTING)
No! No!
Get off of me! No!
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(COUGHING)
(GROANING)
(COUGHING)
(GROANING)
(COUGHING)
(PANTING)
(CRYING)
ALBERT: Please.
Whatever you're thinking of doing,
you don't have to do it.
What is it you suspect
I'm about to do, Albert?
What do you want?
You know,
I spend most of my time in
the company of criminals.
Now, one could argue I'm
guilty by association,
but between me and you,
I'm every bit as despicable as they are.
Now, the thing about dealing dope
is it offers people a moment of euphoria
in an otherwise bleak existence.
You see, Albert, I'm really in
the business of selling lies.
What's that got to do with me?
You're a person sworn to uphold the law.
And all I'm asking you to
do is to tell the truth.
I'll tell you anything you want to know.
I already know what you did, Albert.
But me knowing don't
make a bit of difference.
You got to understand
that I got a condition.
It's medical, and I'm
supposed to be on meds.
Everybody has a condition, son.
Ain't all of them can be medicated.
Now, my condition
is I got a woman looking
at doing a long stretch
for something she didn't do.
So I'm gonna need you to
un-ring the bell you struck
injuring yourself in the
service of damning my woman.
Please. I'm sorry.
But I can't fix this.
I can't. I can't do it.
(BOYD SIGHS)
(CLICKS)
How many times did you stab yourself
trying to make it look
like my woman did it?
I didn't... I didn't mean to.
- (SHOUTS)How many times?
- Just two.
It was two times.
Two.
Two times.
It must've taken some nerve
to penetrate yourself not once, but twice.
Did you cry out from the pain?
(SOFTLY) I don't remember.
Well, it don't matter,
'cause, son, you damn
sure about to cry out now.
Please, please, please.
I did it because I love her.
You what?
I could tell from the second she walked in
that we had a connection,
that she was special, that she
wasn't like those other girls.
I never hurt her.
I would never hurt her.
That's why I hurt myself instead.
I love her, but I don't have
the power to make her mine.
(CRYING) I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I loved her.
(GASPS)
Get out of here.
Go on, get out of here
before I change my mind.
You do understand now that we
need to leave, right, Darryl?
You get the finally?
Nothing left for us here.
We need to go.
Danny ain't even cold yet,
and you're all set to run?
Oh, I'm just trying to
keep us out of prison.
Well-nigh impossible this
far along, but I'm trying.
Why you ain't even crying?
You don't give a shit?
If I didn't give a shit, I would
have cut out a long time ago.
Now, for all of daddy's
shortcomings, he knew when to fold up.
Phosphates dried out,
he got us out of there.
Land scams ran their course, he got us out.
Whole time he kept the family together.
That's my job now.
Darryl, it's a hard truth,
but you ain't ever gonna be
fit to stand in his shadow.
That's rich
coming from a woman who was
so ashamed of her own son,
she don't even admit she got one.
Little piece of shit.
(GRUNTING)
(GRUNTING)
Ahhh!
- Wendy.
- Hey, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. Hey.
(GRUNTS)
You want to go?
Huh?
Yeah, yeah. (GROANING)
Huh? Huh?
Get up. You tough, right?
Get up! (SCREAMING)
Yeah.
(GRUNTING) Ahhh!
You crying now, right, bitch? Huh?
I hate you!
(GROANING)
DARRYL: Kendal!
You need to decide right
now whose side you're on.
You a Crowe or not?
Yeah.
Say it.
I'm a Crowe.
I love you.
Seminole Indians do this down the glades.
My daddy, your grandpa, did
this to me when I was your age.
Blood bond.
Stronger than a gator's hide.
Yeah.
We share blood,
we share everything.
(GRUNTS)
Starting right now, clean slate between us.
We ain't got no secrets, do we?
You got to say it, Kendal.
No secrets.
You a man now.
And being a man comes
with responsibilities.
You ready to be a man?
I know you are.
Hey, where y'all going?
We're gonna make some money.
Look after Chelsea while I'm gone.
You know what kind of deep shit
you'd be in if you did this.
And this.
Oh, my God.
Reason we don't get jacked
with in here is we're the ones
bringing in the drugs.
That's why they leave us alone.
You really can get the dope,
I might have a way to get it in.
- We had a deal.
- The deal's still good.
Just one more condition.
You want your shit, you got to kill Judith.
That heroin is still a thousand miles
away from being in my possession.
It would be a terrible shame
if my brother Danny
accidentally made a wrong turn
with one of them trucks.
I didn't know Hot Rod was
a legitimate businessman.
He ain't.
It's just a way to move the dope.
Oh, but the dope in the tow
car gives him deniability.
It's an old trick, but it still works.
DEA, show me your hands.
I see you got your gun out.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(GUNSHOTS)
(SCREAMING)
Damn it, Chelsea. Hurry up and take a shit.
I ain't got all night.
(CAT YOWLS)
- (CHELSEA BARKING)
- Hey, don't you dare.
No, Chelsea!
No, Chelsea! Chelsea! Chelsea!
(TIRES SCREECHING)
- (LOUD THUD)
- Chelsea!
Chelsea! Chelsea!
Chelsea!
DEWEY: I'm gonna be down today,
so y'all need to be ready.
The grand design is coming
together for real, Mina.
Ow! Shit!
See, I was just biding my time,
waiting for the opportunity to strike.
Like a predator drone.
That whole stretch in Mexico,
forsaken in the desert like I was,
I knew that that was my only shot.
Holy shit.
(PANTING)
Hey!
No, I'm all right.
In fact, I'm better than all right.
I got business taken care of.
It's gonna be golden times for Dewey Crowe.
What you mean he's gone?
I mean he took the Chevette.
I been calling, I been
texting. He's not answering me.
Well, go after him. He can't
be far. He ain't got no money.
That's right, thanks to you.
Well, what is it you me
to do about this, Wendy?
I want you to help me find Kendal!
Why are you acting like
this ain't a big thing?
Because I have other damn
shit to deal with, Wendy!
Such as?
Such as Danny ain't back yet,
and he has a big-ass
shipment of something I need.
God damn, man.
Where the hell you been?
- Darryl.
- What?
We, uh...
we got a serious situation.
COP: This truck mean something to you?
Uh, little roadside set-to last night,
put a DEA agent in the
hospital with a broken pelvis
on account of getting
clipped by a tow truck.
Well, the DEA's BOLO came through
about the same time I got flagged
down by a couple of campers.
Said they saw some fool out
here trying to unhitch a car.
Said he didn't look right.
He had it up on a hill to do it.
And there's a big divot in the
ground over here where the car hit.
Doesn't look like you're dealing
with any kind of Einstein here.
RAYLAN: No, I suppose not.
Whatcha thinking?
Just trying to imagine
what my Einstein's gonna do
with a carload of Mexican brown.
(INAUDIBLE)
Ava Crowder.
Got a visitor.
BOYD: I think I finally got a line on
the fella that put you in this mess.
Now, he ain't been easy to find,
but I think I finally
got that possum treed.
(SIGHS)
Now, listen to me.
Once he recants...
and he's gonna recant.
All this will be over.
All this time,
waiting on you to come up
with a plan to cut me loose,
thinking somehow you'd
be able to pull it off...
Well, and that's what I'm doing, baby.
- That's what I'm in the process of doing.
- Let me finish.
I realize now it ain't hardly right to ask.
You done everything you could do
to bring about an end to this,
but there ain't no end to bring about.
And the longer I keep wishing there was,
the more intolerable my situation.
What are you saying, Ava?
There's things I got to do
in here in order to survive.
And the less you got to
do with them, the better.
Boyd, I'm saying goodbye.
Ah...
- I don't want you coming back.
- Ava. Ava.
Woman.
Do you know what I've done for you?
Do you have any idea what
I have had to do for you?
I do.
There's not a day goes
by I don't think about it.
Well, I don't think you do,
or else you wouldn't be
having this conversation...
- Boyd...
- With me...
- Boyd...
- Right now.
I love you.
I always will, okay?
Ava. Ava. Look at me.
- Ava.
- Guard?
Look at me.
Ava.
Ava, look at me.
Ava.
(SHOUTS) Ava!
* 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 *
All right.
Uh, I'll see you in a little bit.
(SIGHING)
I'm gonna need you to
take a ride with me, Jimmy.
And what is it we aiming to do
when we get wherever it
is you plan on taking us?
Listen, son.
I know recent times this
has been a hard road.
But you didn't sign up with me
'cause you thought it was gonna be easy.
(DOOR OPENS) DARRYL: Hey, yo, Boyd!
We're in the back.
DARRYL: Hey, yo!
Please tell me you have some good news.
Look, man, I came to tell
you face-to-face, man.
Look, we got a situation.
- A situation?
- Yeah.
I don't want to hear about another
one of your goddamn situations.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Yeah.
- (CELL PHONE BEEPS)
- Dewey Crowe,
you just about qualify
as the most sought-after
man in Harlan county.
Where in the hell are you, son?
DEWEY: I'll tell you where I'm at, Boyd.
I'm sitting high on
that fabled catbird seat.
How you like that?
I don't care where you sit,
as long as it's close
to my dining-room table
'cause I'm getting awful hungry.
Listen up, Boyd. I got your shit.
I got it all.
Well, I... I mean, I got half of it.
But it's the whole half.
Anyways, right now it's mine.
I could light out to Canada
or Wyoming or some shit,
and you'd never see it again.
Well, you could, but I wouldn't advise it.
And what's your copilot
have to say about that?
Oh, Danny?
No, I... I ditched his
ass outside Parkersville.
Parkersville?
Parkersville?
Look, this conversation is just you and me.
Hold on, Dewey. I'm gonna
put you on speakerphone.
Go ahead.
This is how it's gonna be...
you all are gonna bring
me $250,000 in cash,
which is what I'm owed for the whorehouse.
Darryl can have Audrey's.
I don't care.
I just want my money and
get the hell out of here.
Well, I guess I only have two questions...
Where and when?
When is today, before dark.
I want to get out of here by sunset.
Well, that's an awful lot of
money on such short notice.
Well, I know it's a lot
of money, but guess what...
I don't give a shit.
Find a way.
And where.
Well, I'm gonna tell
you when you call me back
saying you got my money.
Not so funny now, am I, Boyd?
You hear me laughing, son?
Well, I'll be waiting on your call.
Thank you.
He done went rogue, man.
That's what I came to tell you, man.
Hey, don't be looking at me like that, man.
I told you we got a problem.
You know what?
That's where you're wrong, Darryl.
We ain't got a problem.
Based on this phone
call, you got a problem.
Let's get out of here.
Well, I guess we'll just
have to wait, then, won't we?
So let me guess.
- He says it'll be a few more hours.
- (SCOFFS)
So with this phone call,
wherein we just learned
that Boyd Crowder has
lost half our shipment,
he seems like less of a
partner and more like a problem.
Could be argued that it's the
Florida crew that's the problem.
And who brought in the Florida crew?
Yeah.
The fact is, he's a liability,
whatever his local attributes.
Those local attributes are, at
present, our entire business model.
Even so, we still have Yoon
and his crew to factor in.
All the more reason for
additional boots on the ground.
(LAUGHS)
You know, Duffy, I really do not understand
this fascination you hold for Boyd Crowder.
What is it? His hair? Hmm?
(SNIFFLES)
Because at some point in
the not-so-distant future,
you have to ask yourself a question.
Who am I gonna work with?
Him, who most certainly's
gonna get you killed...
Or me, who most certainly
is gonna get you rich.
DARRYL: Man, this looks
pretty damn good, huh?
DANNY: Yeah, real good.
It's all our profits from the whorehouse
plus a couple extra hundred
from individual whores.
Hey, just don't let cousin
Dewey get a chance to count it.
Oh, I'll make sure of that.
I'm trusting you on that, brother.
- Hey, you heard from Kendal yet?
- No.
WENDY: I keep trying him, and
he's not getting back to me.
(GROANING) That little pecker
better get his ass up here soon
'cause he was last one
to have eyes on Chelsea,
and I can't find her anywhere.
Cool out, man.
All right? You need to make
yourself scarce, anyway.
I don't want that Crowder shithead
coming up in here seeing
you getting all spun up
talking greasy, so go on.
All right. I got to take a shit.
DARRYL: All right.
You texting him?
I don't know what else to do.
Do you have a better idea?
Don't believe I've ever
seen it so dead in here.
Looks like you got some
kind of reverse incentive
keeping folks away.
Well, can't every day be black Friday.
Bound to have ebbs and flows.
Today, we had an ebb.
And to think, people say the
business model's idiot-proof.
Speaking of which, where's Dewey?
He ain't here.
That's a handsome attache.
What is that? Alligator?
This right here is pleather.
Had me fooled. What's in it?
My used condoms.
You know, we got to
wash them out for reuse.
This here's a green whorehouse.
Yeah? Let's crack it open,
make sure they're in compliance.
No, no, no. As my sister
here will tell you,
if you want to see what's inside,
you're gonna have to go on
out and get yourself a warrant.
- Ain't that right, sister?
- (GROANING)
Oh!
Oh.
It's a ringer.
DARRYL: Ah.
RAYLAN: Look at that.
Between that and the pleather,
someone's gonna be in a world of
disappointment getting this case.
What the hell, man?
What the hell is, today is "not gonna
tolerate any of your bullshit" day.
- You want to test me?
- No.
Hey, there ain't no
cause for that, marshal.
Now, you're just putting a
couple of innocents in jeopardy,
acting out like this.
I swear, I can't recall the last innocent
I came across with a
briefcase full of fake cash.
All right, let's say you were
gonna arrest us right now.
So that we might enjoy our
rights as citizens of a democracy,
under what charges would you detain us?
Possession of news print?
I ain't arresting you.
I'm just confiscating what cash there is
into marshal's custody until
you can prove whence it came.
You want it, it'll be at
the Lexington courthouse.
Probably cost you more in
gas than what's in there.
Now, my earlier question...
Where's Dewey?
Man, ain't nobody seen him, man. Shit.
Well, you won't mind if I look
around, in case someone here has.
I don't want to see any
cars leaving while I'm here.
You two get comfortable.
- Well, shit.
- Ugh!
But I'm partial to the pink.
You remember me?
Sure. Officer Buzz-kill.
Ruined our pool day.
We, uh, packing for a trip?
We was just, um, moving trailers.
Any chance Dewey Crowe's
gonna be in that new trailer?
We ain't seen Dewey.
Sweet.
Y'all actually seem to care for the man.
I get that, sort of a lost-puppy quality.
He ain't done any harm.
He's fair, and don't raise his hands to us.
Well, I'm telling you right now,
I think he's in deeper waters
than he's prepared to swim.
He can handle it, whatever it is.
That's a lot of confidence for a man
who wears shorts with combat boots.
Anyway, I recently came
into a shitload of money.
Now, I'd be willing to part
with just a taste of it,
but...
Number's on speed dial.
What the hell?
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Hey, baby girls.
Well, they're worried about you, Dewey.
Is that Raylan?
Got ideas you might be
involved with something
well above your pay grade.
It ain't us, Dewey.
This peckerwood stole my phone.
Not stole. Like rented.
Fairly cheap, as it happens.
- You think you're funny?
- I think I'm on the phone.
I'm gonna ask you to back up
and keep your mouth shut until I'm off.
And then we'll settle whatever grievances
you feel like you have suffered.
DEWEY: You son of a bitch.
So you know, Dewey,
whatever you thought the
Crowes were gonna hand you
to get their heroin back,
unless it was like $62.50,
you were about to get handed a ringer.
I don't know what the
hell you're talking about.
Just put Mina on.
You name's mud as far as Boyd Crowder
and the Dixie mafia's concerned.
So I ask you, given these facts,
who in all God's earthly pastures
is your only friend at this point?
Damn, Raylan, you're right.
I hadn't thought about that.
My dream isn't gonna die so easy after all.
Hello?
(SIGHS)
I don't think he took
from that what I intended.
Oh.
(SIGHS)
(CUTLERY CLATTERING)
I give up.
What the hell are you doing?
Had to get out of there.
I like it that way.
Yeah?
Wasn't my choice.
I know.
Penny told me.
She was in the yard when it happened.
So you broke it off with him?
- Your man who was gonna save you.
- I did.
Good for you, sister.
All you can count on is the holy mother,
your sisters and yourself.
And you know I got you.
Mmm.
Hold this. I got to piss.
Ava, dorm room hacks are
about to do a bed check.
You in here, Judith?
JUDITH: Go on. I'll be out.
We got to go.
Like now.
All right.
(TOILET FLUSHES)
Here you go.
I smell it.
What?
Pot. You got any more?
You're 14.
I was 12 the first time. Doesn't bother me.
Well, it bothers me.
How'd you get here?
I've been driving since I was 11.
First year I could reach the pedals.
How'd you know where I live?
They got this thing called Google.
Kendal, you can't up and leave
every time you have a
disagreement with your family.
Danny's gonna have my ass.
Why is that?
I seen him do things
when he ain't even mad,
much less when he is.
Things like what?
If I was to ask you to come away with me,
we could run off somewhere.
I can do things, you know. I can bartend.
Besides, you're not so
happy to be here yourself.
(SIGHS)
Look, what you're talking
about, that's a fantasy.
And nothing wrong with
that, but I belong here.
And where you belong is
back in Harlan with your kin.
That's reality.
Just forget it.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
- WENDY: Hello?
- It's open. Come in.
What the hell?
I'm sorry, Kendal.
That's where you disappeared to?
Go blow a jay and drop a dime on me?
Hey, big man. What happened?
You get lost on your way to the save-a-lot?
Go on.
(BUZZER)
(GATE OPENING)
(LAUGHS)
Well, would you look at this
holy shit of a situation here.
Oh, Dickie. What's with this?
Hell on wheels.
Ohhh.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
You know, they were in
there trying to tell me,
"Hey, there's a Mr. Parker
Stevenson here to see you,"
and I'm like, "Hey, look at me."
"Do I look like a guy who
knows a Parker damn Stevenson?"
Nope.
And lo and behold, here
you are, brother Parker.
- Yeah.
- Hey, how you doing?
Well, that's the... that's
the name on the ID, anyway.
Aw, damn, Dickie.
Damn, Dewey.
Wheels or no, you are
a sight for sore eyes.
(LAUGHING) Aw.
Well... tell me, how can I help you?
Wynn Duffy, call me up out of the blue
10 years down the line.
What did you think? That
I just couldn't stay away?
When it comes to your motives, Katherine,
I have long since abandoned speculating.
How did you know I didn't come here
to put an ice pick in your neck?
Worth it to see you again.
And also,
I could use some help.
Damn straight you could.
I keep up on current events.
I know your situation.
Wow. You got yourself caught between
a Detroit rock and shitkicker hard place,
trafficking in weight like
you said you never would.
What happened, Wynn?
Did you finally just get greedy?
I don't know what happened.
That's why I called. You always
had a way of cultivating clarity.
So what do you need?
An assessment.
The rock or the shitkicker.
And...
Let's say for the sake of discussion,
I've missed you.
I would need to meet them both,
preferably at the same time.
Mmm-hmm.
Be nice to do this where the
guns aren't likely to come out.
Done.
And, Wynn...
Yes?
If I come in on this assessment...
- Yes...
- It'll be 50k in advance.
As I said, I've missed you, Katherine.
- (POLICE RADIO CHATTER)
- No. I don't know.
Okay, go ahead. Come on.
Ones on Sherman Pass
and Conner are up, too.
Can put another on Old Eyman trail,
but DEA's pulling a lot of
resources for their dragnet.
Cell pinged the triangle between
Black Mountain and Putney.
Only way he's getting out is over us,
and I don't see Dewey owning a jet pack.
Unless he's holed up
somewhere waiting us out.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Givens.
AUTOMATED VOICE: You have
a collect call from...
DICKIE: Raylan Givens, don't
hang up! It's Dickie Bennett!
AUTOMATED VOICE:... an inmate at
the Tramble Federal Penitentiary.
Will you accept the charges?
What... became of us, Raylan?
Seems like we each
ended up where we belong.
How did it ever come to...
To this? I mean, another
lifetime, you and me, we...
We could have been thick
as thieves, you know?
RAYLAN: Well, in this one,
you strung me upside down
and treated me like a pinata
and then came after a 14-year-old girl.
I have had time, and...
(LAUGHS) time and more damn time in here
to mull over my mistakes,
and I'll have you know I am
coming 'round to admitting
I probably made my share along the way.
Good. Good for you.
Self-improvement is a wonderful thing.
Now, you called me claiming
to know where Dewey Crowe is.
What... Hey, ho, ho, ho.
Why don't you just slow down,
there, Mr. Insensitivity?
Can you not see I'm about to betray
my one true friend in the world, here?
How about this? How
about you start, Raylan?
How about just telling
me what's coming to me?
How about Jack and shit?
Raylan, Raylan.
You know, I can see the penny
still hasn't quite dropped.
You always were a little slow,
so I'm gonna tell you one more time.
I am in possession of the wherewithal
to tell you right where Dewey Crowe
is gonna be in the next 45 minutes,
so I'd advise you to just rethink
this whole smartass strategy you got here
if you want this present
wrapped up under your tree.
What is it you'd like, Dickie?
I would like transfer to
long-term hospital care.
Someplace way out of state, Raylan.
Way away from all these bad memories.
Please, Raylan.
And would you like that
transfer by helicopter
or are you okay with just a van?
(LAUGHING)
Yeah. Laugh it up, Raylan.
But from what Dewey told me,
this is a target worth hitting, Raylan,
so, you know, I'm gonna need you
to hook me up with some
serious rehabilitation, Raylan,
for this lame-ass leg that you, Raylan,
you played no small part
in afflicting, Raylan.
- Dickie.
- This right here.
You ain't getting any
transfer to a country club.
And your legs are the way they are
'cause you're an asshole
who don't know when to quit.
Just... just hold up, Raylan.
But, if you tell me what you
have and it leads to an arrest,
maybe we can talk about
greater protections and
freedoms within your stay here.
Yeah.
All right, Raylan. All right. You win.
You want to find Dewey, here's what you do.
First of all, go to the
Gas 'N Go or whatever
and get yourself a map of Kentucky.
- Mmm-hmm.
- Follow Route 9 southbound with your finger.
Follow it way, way down until
you're pointing right at...
Your asshole.
And then what you're gonna do is
you're gonna take your hand, and just...
just go ahead and cram it right up inside.
You got to make sure, Raylan,
that you do it in a way
so that the rest of you just
keeps on following your hand
right up your ass,
right up inside all that shit
you're so full of, Raylan.
And then what you're gonna
do, is you're just gonna...
(WHISTLES) wink out of existence forever.
Proud of that one, aren't you?
It'll do.
Like you say.
So Dewey came to you
looking for a home for
his purloined heroin.
I'm just gonna assume you sent him
to one of your old Bennett dealers.
But I don't have to find him there, do I?
I think Boyd and Darryl
would've put the word out,
so the first thing that dude's
gonna do is call one of them.
So all I got to do is go back and
wait for them to come home with it.
So all that's left for me to do here
is say thank you for your help,
unwitting as it may have been.
Good to see you, Dickie.
Especially in here.
Can you hear this, Raylan,
- or you need me to turn it up?
- (DOOR SLAMMING)
(WHISTLES)
(LAUGHING) Oh, damn, son.
How much you think all that's worth?
This kind of weight?
Damn.
It's more than I got here.
Dickie said you'd be good to go.
Yeah, well, Dickie ain't
been around for a while.
- Oh, man!
- Deal like this...
I got to call in the money cavalry.
Well, call them in, man.
I ain't got forever to do this thing.
All right. Wait here.
It's not true that you
should never drink alone.
These are the happiest
glasses you'll ever drain.
Well, I ain't drinking
alone anymore, now, am I?
Mmm-mmm.
Can I tell you a secret?
Mmm. I wish you would.
I would love for a man to
just come up to me and say,
"You are the prettiest woman here,"
"and I just want to make love."
Wait, no,
"Bang you until the cops break us up."
(CHUCKLES) Well, let's just see
how that sounds coming from me.
- Should we get out of here?
- Yeah, let's go.
Let's do it. Come on.
Follow me.
- Chelsea!
- Say it again, Cyrus.
I didn't get the street name.
(WHISTLES) Okay, got it.
Yeah. Let's say 20 minutes. Good.
Chelsea, come on, girl!
Hey, cut that out, man.
You're gonna freak her out
more than she already is.
She's just never spent a
day on her own out there.
Well, I'm sure she's fine.
She's just shacked up with
some big, old black mastiff
taking it real good like the bitch she is.
Chelsea's not like that.
Well, lighten up, baby brother.
Look, we got eyes on cousin Dewey.
Trying to pawn off our brown
bricks to one of Boyd's dealers.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
- Where the hell you been, man?
- Where's Chelsea?
How the hell should I know?
It's your goddamn job to know where she is.
Well, I did my job.
It's not my fault her dumb ass
ain't got enough sense not to run off.
Listen, if anything happened to her,
I'm gonna take it out on your hide.
WENDY: Hey, get away from him.
Chelsea's dead, asshole.
She ran off last night
chasing after some animal,
got hit by a car up on Copper Road.
And you...
you left her up there all alone?
Why do you think I ran?
Didn't want you going all crazy and shit.
(SCREAMING) I'm gonna kill you, you...
I am gonna bury you in the back!
I will kill you, you little shit!
Oh, yeah? Just like you did Jean Baptiste?
(GROANING)
You said he was in Florida.
Darryl, he was talking a lot
of shit, so I shot him, okay?
- I was gonna tell you.
- But you didn't, huh?
You go to Dewey, get our brown bricks.
When that's done, get a
wreath and some lilies,
we'll give Chelsea a proper burial.
You, go up there and get her body.
Show a little goddamn respect.
Then you're gonna dig
the hole to bury her in.
You make sure he don't run off.
We got enough goddamn problems.
When that's all done, we gonna
have a big, old family conference.
You hear me?
Hey, you got to let me go up and see her.
No, God damn it!
I ain't gonna let this sit.
- That little bastard!
- Danny! Listen to me!
Get your mind right!
We'll deal with Kendal later.
You hear me?
Yeah, I hear you.
Hey, Danny, one more thing.
(GRUNTS)
That's for lying about JB. Now get up.
What was with you in the bathroom earlier?
I saw you standing there all spaced out.
I got a lot on my mind, is all.
I saw the shiv.
Don't worry, I ain't gonna tell.
I want you to kill her.
Sticker you got is good
for slashing a throat,
but that's if... if you
get through the muscle.
This is a stabber. Quicker,
quieter, no muss, no fuss.
Rowena put you up to this?
Thinking I wouldn't go through with it?
Rowena wants you to do it for me.
Why?
Remember than guard, Milam?
The one Judith forced me to lay with?
Well, he wasn't the only one.
Seeing as none of them seen
fit to slip on a rubber,
all that action had consequences.
And Judith forced me to get
rid of them consequences.
You think you got protection from Judith,
but you don't mean shit to her.
You're just another playing piece.
Judith's got an
arrangement with the guards.
She prays alone in the chapel.
Chapel cameras are turned off at night.
It's the best time.
Hide this in there.
(DOOR OPENING)
You son of bitch.
Put down the gun, Dewey.
You got my money?
You don't get any money, dickhead.
All you got is me, and I'm pissed.
Now, where is my shit?
DEWEY: Kiss my ass.
I still got a gun on you,
case you hadn't noticed.
Oh, my goodness.
All right, here's how it's gonna go.
Little dipshit, you toss
the bag over to big dipshit.
Big dipshit, you toss me
three bricks for my trouble.
And both of y'all, put
them goddamn guns away.
Go on, crazy 88, slide it over.
- I thought we had a deal.
- You thought wrong.
I don't know you, Dickie
Bennett's a wormy little shitbird
I never liked, anyway.
Bricks.
All right.
Now you can go.
You know, shoulda thought
through this better, Dewey.
Yeah, you ain't got the head for this.
Why don't you come with
me and get what's coming?
You realize what you
just did to me, asshole?
You run your raggedy
little ass out that door,
and I'll give you a two-minute
jump on your buddy here.
I'm gonna tear your ass up, Dewey.
Now, that's about the best
offer you're gonna get today,
so I would take it.
One, one thousand.
(SHOUTS) Two, one thousand.
Oh, Chelsea.
(SNIFFLES)
(CRYING) Oh, Chelsea.
(SOBBING) Oh.
I'm so sorry, Chelsea.
Sorry for your loss.
I'm having a private moment.
Why don't you show some goddamn respect?
No disrespect intended,
despite the fact that
dog would have been happy
to chew my face off and
wear it as a Halloween mask.
I had this buddy that ran
a puppy mill in Sarasota,
and he got popped for a DUI.
He asked me to take care of his puppies.
And I found this...
This litter of dead puppies.
I guess the mom had died
when she was giving birth and
couldn't take care of the brood.
But there was one puppy who was
barely alive, and it was Chelsea.
And I...
(SOBBING)
I raised her up.
Considering the somber occasion,
I'm inclined to do you a favor.
How about you just go away
and let me grieve in peace?
That I can't do.
But, see, you carry that duffel
any further up to Audrey's,
I'd be obliged to take Wendy
and Kendal in as accessories.
And that would suck.
What about Darryl?
Him, I don't give a rat's ass,
but I'd just as soon eschew
the collateral damage.
Now, if you were to own up to the
contents of that duffel right here,
well, then, you'd be the only Crowe
going away on this day of mourning.
Do you see the favor?
I do.
And I appreciate it, sir.
But I ain't done mourning yet.
How old was she?
Over six.
Why?
What is that? About
40-something in dog years?
And you're about 30.
What's it matter?
You slide your hand any closer to that gun,
you're gonna meet Chelsea's fate
at a much younger age than she did.
Say we go about it a different way.
Different how?
How far apart you reckon we are?
Oh, 20 feet, give or take.
All right.
That's about far enough.
Far enough for what?
You ain't never heard of
the 21-foot rule before?
Can't say I have.
Me, I'm good to 50, 75 yards.
Twenty one feet, that's like
standing plumb in front of the target.
I guess the question is,
how good a shot are you?
Are you sure you thought
this through, Danny?
- Let's just see.
- Well, first, let me explain...
(SCREAMING)
Ohhh!
Oh.
(GROANING)
Shit, Danny.
I would have said something.
I swear to God, I didn't see it either.
(GASPING)
So you didn't shoot him.
RAYLAN: No.
- Well, that's something.
- I was going to, though.
Like an act of God, really.
Raylan.
There's, uh, one more thing.
How's that even possible?
We would have rolled up
Darryl Jr. with the fallout,
Wendy, too, but we had
nothing to hold them on.
Well, it's a good thing you didn't
waste everybody's time, then.
Yeah, uh, but they're pretty pissed.
I would imagine so.
I was dating this social
worker, Alison Brander.
Kendal went to see her
this afternoon. And now...
And now you think they
might be coming after her.
All right. I'll take care of it.
- Well, I can, uh...
- No.
You got your foot deep enough
in this shit heap already.
- Alison Brander?
- Yeah, that's right.
I mean, since you are apparently
my own personal, special problem
that I must deal with,
I'll handle it myself...
If that's okay.
You're the boss.
(DOOR SLAMMING)
Whoever you are, this is my time.
Never figured you for praying alone.
One hour a week
I commune with the goddess
without any distractions.
So you do believe?
Does it matter?
Really?
I know why you're here.
Always figured Penny was
the one to turn Judas.
It ain't me.
I don't want this.
Washing your hands like Pontius Pilate.
I know it's Rowena.
She harbors ill will.
Now you got a new drug
source, won't tell me who.
Don't hardly take a fortune teller
to figure out what's coming.
From what I hear, she's got reason.
Every day I pray forgiveness
for what I had Penny do.
I needed those drugs in here.
Amazing,
the unconscionable things
we'll do to survive, huh?
Doesn't matter...
'cause I ain't gonna do it, anyway.
What changed your mind, girl?
See, I don't like the
game Rowena's playing at.
Always one more hurdle to leap over.
Changing the rules when she feels like it.
I feel like there's got to
be a way we can work together.
Something we can do.
Now, you think that's possible?
That sounds like a grand plan, darling.
But how am I supposed to forget
you coming at me in prayer
with a shiv in your hand?
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Ahhh!
(BOTH GRUNTING)
No! No!
Get off of me! No!
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(COUGHING)
(GROANING)
(COUGHING)
(GROANING)
(COUGHING)
(PANTING)
(CRYING)
ALBERT: Please.
Whatever you're thinking of doing,
you don't have to do it.
What is it you suspect
I'm about to do, Albert?
What do you want?
You know,
I spend most of my time in
the company of criminals.
Now, one could argue I'm
guilty by association,
but between me and you,
I'm every bit as despicable as they are.
Now, the thing about dealing dope
is it offers people a moment of euphoria
in an otherwise bleak existence.
You see, Albert, I'm really in
the business of selling lies.
What's that got to do with me?
You're a person sworn to uphold the law.
And all I'm asking you to
do is to tell the truth.
I'll tell you anything you want to know.
I already know what you did, Albert.
But me knowing don't
make a bit of difference.
You got to understand
that I got a condition.
It's medical, and I'm
supposed to be on meds.
Everybody has a condition, son.
Ain't all of them can be medicated.
Now, my condition
is I got a woman looking
at doing a long stretch
for something she didn't do.
So I'm gonna need you to
un-ring the bell you struck
injuring yourself in the
service of damning my woman.
Please. I'm sorry.
But I can't fix this.
I can't. I can't do it.
(BOYD SIGHS)
(CLICKS)
How many times did you stab yourself
trying to make it look
like my woman did it?
I didn't... I didn't mean to.
- (SHOUTS)How many times?
- Just two.
It was two times.
Two.
Two times.
It must've taken some nerve
to penetrate yourself not once, but twice.
Did you cry out from the pain?
(SOFTLY) I don't remember.
Well, it don't matter,
'cause, son, you damn
sure about to cry out now.
Please, please, please.
I did it because I love her.
You what?
I could tell from the second she walked in
that we had a connection,
that she was special, that she
wasn't like those other girls.
I never hurt her.
I would never hurt her.
That's why I hurt myself instead.
I love her, but I don't have
the power to make her mine.
(CRYING) I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I loved her.
(GASPS)
Get out of here.
Go on, get out of here
before I change my mind.
You do understand now that we
need to leave, right, Darryl?
You get the finally?
Nothing left for us here.
We need to go.
Danny ain't even cold yet,
and you're all set to run?
Oh, I'm just trying to
keep us out of prison.
Well-nigh impossible this
far along, but I'm trying.
Why you ain't even crying?
You don't give a shit?
If I didn't give a shit, I would
have cut out a long time ago.
Now, for all of daddy's
shortcomings, he knew when to fold up.
Phosphates dried out,
he got us out of there.
Land scams ran their course, he got us out.
Whole time he kept the family together.
That's my job now.
Darryl, it's a hard truth,
but you ain't ever gonna be
fit to stand in his shadow.
That's rich
coming from a woman who was
so ashamed of her own son,
she don't even admit she got one.
Little piece of shit.
(GRUNTING)
(GRUNTING)
Ahhh!
- Wendy.
- Hey, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. Hey.
(GRUNTS)
You want to go?
Huh?
Yeah, yeah. (GROANING)
Huh? Huh?
Get up. You tough, right?
Get up! (SCREAMING)
Yeah.
(GRUNTING) Ahhh!
You crying now, right, bitch? Huh?
I hate you!
(GROANING)
DARRYL: Kendal!
You need to decide right
now whose side you're on.
You a Crowe or not?
Yeah.
Say it.
I'm a Crowe.
I love you.
Seminole Indians do this down the glades.
My daddy, your grandpa, did
this to me when I was your age.
Blood bond.
Stronger than a gator's hide.
Yeah.
We share blood,
we share everything.
(GRUNTS)
Starting right now, clean slate between us.
We ain't got no secrets, do we?
You got to say it, Kendal.
No secrets.
You a man now.
And being a man comes
with responsibilities.
You ready to be a man?
I know you are.