Justified (2010–2015): Season 6, Episode 2 - Cash Game - full transcript

Raylan sets out to find out more about the mysterious group buying up land in Harlan, Boyd tries to make a profit off the ledger from the bank heist, and Ava is stuck in the middle of everything.

NARRATOR:
Previously on Justified...

CARL: Lick the floor!
I said now!

(PEOPLE SCREAM)

What do you say, friend? Isn't it
time to sell? It is time to sell.

But not to you.

You have second thoughts, you'll
have no trouble finding me.

If I were to come
into a good sum...

Would you come away with me? No.

I don't want to hear this.

How much money
you comin' into, Boyd?

Looks like a ledger, some deeds.



Where's all the money?

We got the wrong box.

No, we got the right box.

I just want back in, Boyd.

I just want you to
trust me again.

You think he was a rat
for the federals?

I think I couldn't
trust him anymore.

We're talking about the bank job
Boyd pulled off this afternoon.

First I heard of it.

That's gonna be your line?
It's the truth.

The problem is, if you didn't know
about it, then you're of no use to us,

in which case,
you're going back to prison.

(AVA SNIFFS)

(INDISTINCT TALKING ON RADIO)



(DOOR HINGES CREAK)

(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

Ripped By mstoll

(GASPS)
BOYD: Whoa! Whoa.

(GRUNTS)
Ava...

(SIGHS)
Easy. girl.

It's just me. Jesus Christ,
what are you doing?

Uh, well, I couldn't sleep

and thought I'd come and
finish up those railings,

but I couldn't find any paint.

Dewey was supposed
to drop some off.

You ain't seen him around,
have you?

Dewey? No.

And what I mean is, what
are you doing here, Boyd?

I mean, you can't just
show up unannounced.

Well, do you want me to leave?

That's what I'm saying, yeah.

(SIGHS)

Where exactly
is it that you meant?

Excuse me?

You said you wanted to leave
this place, take me with you.

I was wondering where exactly
it was you had in mind.

Honestly...

I'll go wherever
you want to go, Ava...

As long as it means
I get to be with you.

What if I said Iceland?

(LAUGHS)

Uh, well, I don't own a coat
that big, but...

If that's where you want to call
home, I could probably pick one up.

That's a good answer, Boyd.

Well, I'm happy it pleases you.

I guess I'll be on my way.

(SIGHS)
(CAR DOOR OPENS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(ENGINE TURNS OVER)

(ENGINE REVS)

I don't know, man. She
doesn't look like a Nazi.

RAYLAN: I ain't saying
she's a Nazi.

I'm just saying she grew up
near Sukey Ridge.

Boyd's skinheads
used to train up there.

What he called his
Christian aggression church.

Well, if she is a Nazi, would
you still sleep with her?

Should she be walking by now?

TIM: Oh, good,
so that is your kid.

I was worried that was
some random Internet baby.

Yeah, I got tired
of the cat videos.

TIM: Bureau's finishing up.

(TELEPHONE RINGS)
(COMPUTER BEEPS)

Sure you don't want to
change your position?

Listen to me, there are two kinds
of folks living up in them hollers.

Mmm-hmm. One,
sympathizes with Boyd.

They grew up on welfare, but they
still don't trust the government.

They won't talk
to census takers,

and they think we're gonna
come take their guns away.

And the other?
RACHEL: This is the part

where you say,
"I told you so."

Says all she saw
were guns and feet.

How'd she seem? RACHEL: Scared
to death of Boyd Crowder.

That's the other kind.

RACHEL: You want to know
what I was thinking?

Always. RACHEL: You two
head down to Harlan,

interview the box owners
who were robbed.

Find out what was taken
and catch Boyd

in possession of stolen goods.
Okey-dokey.

(CHUCKLES)
RAYLAN: What?

No. I just figured you might
want to go at Boyd directly.

I want to keep building a RICO
case like we've been doing.

Besides, we don't have to go
at him directly. We got Ava.

(CHUCKLES) 'Cause she was so helpful
getting us ahead of the bank robbery.

RAYLAN: She's on our side.
Give her time.

Yeah. (SIGHS)

Is that what I'm supposed to
tell the Attorney General?

Tell him what you want.
If you'd like,

you could tell him that we're working
the case. We'll have something soon.

VASQUEZ: That the truth?

If you stop asking me questions
and let us get on the road.

All right.

Keep me posted.

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

(TIRES SQUEAL)

(CAR DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

Glorious morning, isn't it?

That what you're selling?

If you mean positivity
and charm, then perhaps I am.

Don't know what's more slick.
Your mouth or your ride.

You believe in all my days,
I've never driven a Mercedes?

Well, uh, take her for a spin?

Handsome young man
comes to my house,

spewing sunshine, offering
a ride in his Mercedes.

Feels like maybe I'm chatting
with the devil himself.

What's this about?

I come to offer you an opportunity
to depart this burdensome homestead,

live the rest of your days
free as newborn babes.

Oh, I was right.
You are the devil.

No, ma'am,
just a man with a plan.

You know, another fella
already came by.

Uh, uh, Calhoun something.

Schreier.
He works for me.

Ah, then you know I already told
him this property ain't for sale.

That is affirmative. You are
entrenched, he told me.

I said I will increase
my offer 20%.

Turning us down then
would be an act of insanity.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

My husband's grandparents discovered
this plot, built the house themselves.

We have farmed this land
best we could.

I taught English at Evarts
High School for 26 years

to keep us afloat during
the lean harvests.

It's a legacy, you see?

And one we don't
intend to discard.

Well, nothing lasts forever.

Except this conversation,
it seems.

Oh, you do not want to
send me away empty-handed.

What I hear,
we wouldn't be the first.

After Calhoun came by,
I asked around.

I know you've been chasing the Givens
property. I know he turned you down.

We'll have the Givens'
property soon enough...

And yours, too.

How that comes to pass
depends entirely on you.

Now, I'm gonna tell you something,
and I want you to listen.

There ain't no version
of this story

that ends with us selling
this house to some peacock.

What did you call me?

You heard me.

Peacock?

(STUTTERS)
I come here in peace,

(SNIFFS)

try to change your lives,
and you call me a peacock?

A goddamn peacock.

Peacock?

(THEME SONG PLAYING)

♪ On this lonely road

♪ Trying to make it home

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

♪ I'm fighting for my sou!

♪ 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 ♪

KATHERINE: You were supposed to find
out where Calhoun's keeping his cash

and steal it, not raid
his filing cabinet.

Assuming he has cash at all

and you two ain't been
wasting my goddamn time.

He has it.

Is that what I'm supposed
to tell the three

pissed-off rednecks
who work for me?

The money is there.

You just have to try
a little harder, Boyd.

You check his office
for a secret safe?

Of course.
WYNN: And his home?

And his mama's home

and the trunk of his
blue Cadillac.

If he has $3 million in cash,

he hasn't gone near it
in the last two weeks.

I could use a cut
while you're at it.

You know,
there is another possibility

we should discuss.

Which would be?

(SIGHS)

You asking me if I have millions
of dollars hidden under my sofa?

Put yourself in my shoes, Boyd.

Well, I don't know, Katherine.

They look mighty uncomfortable.

It's a fair question, Boyd.

You accusing me?

Answer the question, Boyd.

If I had taken that money,

I'd be halfway to Mexico by now,

wearing a smile
and my Ray-Bans,

not sitting here
taking questions

from a woman I hardly know
and a man

who should know better than
to ask me in the first place.

Now, you gonna get me that cup of
coffee, or should I get it myself?

You can get it yourself.

Ah, well, so much for
Southern hospitality.

WYNN: This ledger
might be something.

Offshore bank accounts,
transaction amounts, dates.

This might be his life raft.

You better hope it's worth
my cut of $3 million.

I think it's worth a shot.

I'll be in touch.

How's Ava doing, Boyd?

It must have been quite a shock,

her getting out of prison
the way she did.

You want to chat about movies

or politics or how
I take my coffee,

I'm happy to oblige,

but ain't no way in hell I'm gonna
talk to you about my fiancee.

I just simply asked
how she was doing.

WYNN:
Man's had a rough night.

What do you say we let him be?

(DOOR CLOSES)

We can't gang up on him,
Katherine.

You're as concerned about
her release as I am.

I know how to handle
the hillbilly.

Have a little faith.

CALHOUN: God damn.

I knew it was only
a matter of time

before you walked
through my door.

Calhoun.

Tired of waiting for that old
place to sell itself, huh?

Well, you have come
to the right man.

Calhoun Schreier.
Pleased to meet you.

I guess Raylan told you I'm the best damn
realtor this side of the Mason-Dixon.

No, he didn't mention that.

God's honest truth.

Nobody moves more property
in Harlan County, nobody.

And you know why that is?

I know what makes
people feel safe,

the place that helps
them go to sleep at night.

Fact is, I put my money
where my mouth is.

Not why we're here.

I don't sell Arlo's
place in 30 days,

you pay me no commission.

No shit?
CALHOUN: Fact is,

I already have
an interested party.

All right, look, as big a boner

as all this real-estate
talk is giving me,

that's not actually why we're...

(TOILET FLUSHES)

That's him.
That's who?

The interested party.

You just let me do
all the talking,

and we'll close the deal
right here, right now.

Raylan Givens, home seller,

meet Ty Walker, home buyer.

Ah, came to your senses,
did you?

Decided to take my offer.

No, I didn't.

We're here to talk to you about
your safe-deposit box, Calhoun.

Safe-deposit box?

Judging by the blank
look on your face,

I'm gonna go ahead and say
you are not aware

that your safe-deposit box at
First River Bank was robbed.

(BLOWS NOSE)

No.

I also didn't know that Marshals
handled bank robberies.

TIM: Oh, sure, we're interested
in all sorts of fun crime stuff.

We're just taking inventory
of the stolen items

in case they turn up in the
course of our investigation.

CALHOUN: Well,
I wish I could help,

but my box is empty.

Well, did you take something
out the day before?

Records indicate you accessed the
box the day before the robbery.

At which time I took
everything out.

Mostly just paperwork,
client documents, and such.

Nothing exciting.

Well, I am relieved to hear that
nothing of value was stolen.

(CELLPHONE VIBRATES)
Any notion of a suspect?

TIM: You have any notion
of how an investigation works?

WALKER: (MOCKINGLY) Only
what I done seen on the TV.

Does it rock
your world I told you

we don't discuss open cases

with every joe dipshit
we meet on the street?

Ah. You're kind of a dick,
huh, guy?

Calhoun, you think of anything

might have slipped your mind,
give us a call, huh?

CALHOUN: Let me know about
representing your place.

RAYLAN: Mmm-hmm.

(DOOR OPENS)

(CELLPHONE DIALS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(RINGING)

You being square with those
boys that your box was empty?

Of course I was.

Yeah, you still outside?

Those two guys that just left.

I'm gonna need you
to follow them.

(CELLPHONE BEEPS)
That smart?

Following the Marshals?

Hasn't occurred
to you for one second

that you might have been
the target of that robbery?

Well, why would I be the target?

Well, I'm sure I don't know, but
the boss will want us to find out.

So, we follow the Marshals,
who lead us to a suspect,

at which point we grab the guy,

pull his teeth out till he
tells us what we want to know,

and then, probably kill him.

(LAUGHS) I'm just kidding,
Calhoun.

(CHUCKLES)

We'll definitely kill him.

TIM: 9 to 12 months, by the way.
Hmm?

That's when Google says babies
are supposed to start walking.

How old's Willa?
Nine months.

(CELLPHONE VIBRATES) You
worried she might be, uh,

behind the curve?

I just don't want to miss it.

Who's that?
Ava. She wants to meet.

Okay.

We still got to interview the rest
of the safe-deposit-box owners.

Well, it appears
we're a car short.

That ain't our only problem.

You referring to the guy
following us?

Mmm-hmm. Is this
anyone you recognize?

No, but he's been with us
since we left Calhoun's.

TIM: All right,
what do you want to do?

You want to flapjack him,
you want to short-bus him,

you want to
special-attention him?

Any of those even things?

I'm mostly just making shit up.

Speed up.
Take this next right.

I told you, they ain't
doing nothing but driving.

Oh, shit.
Hold on, hold on.

(TIRES SCREECH)

Hold on a second.

Where they going?

Oh!
(TIRES SCREECH)

Shit!

Get out of the road,
cock holster!

Well, that ain't polite.

Just about hit me,
and now you're gonna sling

foul utterances in my direction?

You're in the middle
of the road.

I'm driving.
I can see that.

Where to?

I'll call you back.

It's none of your business, Officer.
US Marshal.

Still none of your business.

Let me get this straight, son.

Where you're following me
to is none of my business?

That's how you see it?

I'm not following you.

Step out of the car.
Stretch your legs a bit.

(SIGHS)

God damn.

You comfortable in this car,
a man your size?

It's a little tight.

Yeah.
So, where's your buddy?

Who's that?

You know, the guy you were with.

How do you know I was with a guy
if you ain't been following me?

I'm not following you.

Are you saying
you ain't following me

like you don't know
what I'm saying,

or are you just repeating
this bullshit about,

you ain't been following me?

I'm not following you.

Son, are you real smart
or real stupid?

Choo-Choo.

Ex-excuse me, what?

Choo-Choo.

You're saying your name
is Choo-Choo?

Since I was a kid,
folks called me Choo-Choo.

Because you like trains?

'Cause when I hit you, it
comes hard, it comes fast...

Like a choo-choo train.

You want to try me?

Not today, Choo-Choo.

Today, I'm just gonna
take your car.

(CELLPHONE BEEPS)

(RINGING)

Where are you?

You know, forget all that shit.

There's someone
I want you to meet.

(SIGHS)

We should have been doing
this the last 14 years.

I wasn't the one
who left Kentucky.

It was only a matter of time. Whoever
flipped on Grady flipped on me.

I knew that.

I didn't blame you for going.

I seem to recall asking you
to come with me.

My husband had
just been arrested.

Made me like you even more,

the way you stuck by him.

Yeah, it looks like you did
just fine without me.

Come home the big conquering hero
in your Rolls and your $500 boots.

Yeah, well,

I suppose life's been
pretty good to me.

Cheers.

Cheers.

And there's this,
which is lovely, by the way.

Clean body high.
Mellow.

No paranoia.

Nothing but the best, that it?

Be that way from here on,
if you want.

Oh, you gonna
take care of me, Avery?

You never needed
taking care of, Katherine.

(CHUCKLES)

You know I'm a grandmother now.

I do.

That make you happy?

Not really.

Laurel's got the
nanny raising them.

Some girl from the Philippines.

She speaks llonggo to them.

I don't even know what
they're saying half the time.

Something else bothering you?

(SIGHS)

I get high, I get very tuned in.

Yeah.

Okay, I'm worried an employee
of mine's stealing from me.

An employee?
Mmm-hmm.

You open up a donut shop?

The gardener.

So fire him.

He's in the middle of a big
landscaping project, you know?

It would be a real chore

getting rid of him right now.

Know what I do,
keep my people loyal?

Do tell.

Overpay them.

Christmas bonus, Easter bonus,

President's Day bonus, Pappy
Van Winkle on their birthday.

Don't nobody bite this hand.

Yeah, well, it must be a little
harder to turn a profit,

I would imagine.

There's plenty to go around,

and it's a small price
lo pay for loyalty.

All right, but what if
one of them did betray you?

What would you do then?

Cut off a finger
the way Grady used to?

If cutting fingers were enough,

Grady would still be alive,
wouldn't he?

Well, what, then.
Take out an eye?

An eye?

I don't know.

One-eyed guy can still see,

still get a driver's license,
even.

Both eyes maybe.

That'd be a good start.

(CELLPHONE RINGING) WALKER: You
let him take your vehicle?

No, just...
What's your position?

Just hold there.
I'll be by soon.

(CELLPHONE BEEPS)

Everything okay?

Aah!
(FURNITURE CRASHING)

(GRUNTS)

Aah!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

What's the bank manager's name?

What?

Bank manager.

The manager of your bank, the one
that got robbed. What's his name?

See, the police would have
spoken to your bank manager,

(CELLPHONE VIBRATES) which means
he might know something about

who's suspected of stealing
your safe-deposit box, so...

So who's the bank manager?

Um, it's a woman.
(CELLPHONE RINGING)

Okay?

Do you mind if I get this?

Oh, for f...
(STAMMERS)

I won't if you don't want me to.

Just hurry up.

This is Calhoun.

You got my text, I presume?

On, hey.

Good to hear from you.

Seeing as haw you really don't want
to know the answer to that question,

I take it now's not a good time.

Not this moment.

Well, then let me
make this quick.

I was enjoying my morning
constitutional, and lo and behold,

what do I find lying
on the side of the road

but a stack of real-estate deeds and a
ledger that I believe belong to you.

Now, it seems to me

that the reward for the return of such
materials should be rather substantial.

Or else my next phone call's gonna
be to your business associates,

see what they got to say.
Just hang up.

Hang up, hang up. Well, I'd love
to talk to you further on this,

but, uh, perhaps in a few hours?

Your office, 8:00?

That should be fine.
And, Calhoun,

when I say substantial,

I mean a whole lot of money,

or you and me gonna have a problem
that ain't easily solved. You dig?

Great. I'll see you then.
(CELLPHONE BEEPS)

Important client. Sorry.

The bank manager, Calhoun.
Uh...

Oh... (STAMMERS)

(SIGHS)

Uh, Judy. June. Gladys.

Uh, Joyce Kipling.

Joyce Kipling.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

Hey, boss.

Where you headed?

AVA: So, I searched it
and found these.

Thought they might be
from that bank robbery.

You know, it was kind of fun,
to be honest.

Felt like I was in a movie.
(CHUCKLES)

That what it's like
every clay for you?

How'd you know
to look in the shed?

Told you, I heard Boyd
banging around in there.

What was he doing?

He was banging around in there.

Why was he in the shed?

Said that he was looking
for paint,

that Dewey was supposed to have
dropped some off, but hadn't.

Dewey. Huh.

You know, I thought this
was gonna go more like,

"Wow, Ava, thank you so much.
This is wonderful."

Were they hidden well?

These docs,
were they difficult to find?

I don't know, not that hard.

What are you getting at?

You think he set me up?

I never said that, Ava.

Oh, my God, you do
think he set me up.

(SIGHS)

How close are you
two these days?

Like how?

Am I sleeping with him?

You think he's got any
reason to suspect you?

Well, shit, Raylan, I wouldn't
have thought so 30 seconds ago.

(SIGHS) You saying that
I'm in danger?

I don't know.

If he set them up for me
to take and I took them,

than what the hell are we
gonna do now?

Just put them back.

(SIGHS) Man...

"Get me something, Ava.

"Risk your life and then
put them back." (GROANS)

I swear this man's
gonna drive me insane.

SEABASS:
Where the hell you been?

Marshal took my car, left
me on the side of the road.

That's where the hell I've been.

He took your car?

He can’t just take your car.

What the hell did you do?

Hitched a ride. What else
was I supposed to do?

I mean, what did you do that
made the Marshal take your car?

You make a friend?

Yeah.
Told you I hitched a ride.

That's the guy
that picked me up.

Get this, he was in the
sandbox same time as we were.

Tim. Gutterson.

Rangers.
Sean.

Good to see you, brother.

We call him Seabass
on account of this

State Department chick he nailed
in the Green Zone in '06.

All right.

They just let you boys take
what you want, huh?

Yeah, our boss owns this place.

I mean, I ain't gonna say no.

Can we just back up for one second
to the Marshal taking your car?

Mmm.

I should have choked
his cowboy ass out,

left him for dead on the
side of the road, but, uh,

I figured someone drives by and
sees, I'd have to kill them.

You know, and somebody else drives by
and sees, and I'd have to kill them.

You know, and another car drives by
and sees and I have to kill them.

You know, and...
I mean, 'cause...

He's cool.

I already told him
all this shit anyway.

Oh, yeah, yeah, we had a great
talk on the drive over.

He says you guys are with
Tigerhawk Security?

He did, huh?

TIM: Yeah, he said Tigerhawk
used to have you overseas.

He misses the action over
there, but he likes Harlan.

He likes the hills.

I do.
I like the hills.

You like the hills, Seabass?
SEABASS: No, not really.

Kind of just pussy versions
of mountains, you know.

Yeah, you know,
I was curious what exactly

you boys are working on gets
a Marshal to steal your car.

Listen, Tim.
It's Tim, right?

Right. While I appreciate
you helping out my buddy,

I think you better be on your way.
Come on, man.

I ain't even finished my beer.
Don't be an asshole, Seabass.

See, the deal with
Choo-Choo here is,

he got, uh,
some shrapnel in his head...

Yeah. And now I spend
most of my time

trying to keep him from
doing something stupid.

Better watch what you say
in front of other people.

Watch what I say in f... You just told
him you were gonna kill a Marshal!

Keep disrespecting me,
you're gonna ride the train.

I'm all aboard, Choo-Choo.

Come on!
TIM: All right.

As much as I'd love to sit
and hang with you guys,

I should be getting back
to work,

but when I see the cowboy,

I'll let him know what you said.

Why would you see him?

Just, you know,
around the office and all.

See, I still work for Uncle Sam.

I'm just with the Marshals now.

Choo-Choo, you got picked up by.
Yeah.

(CHUCKLES)
Threw me for a loop, too.

I'll let my boy know
he dodged a bullet.

You tell him.

Then could you ask him
to bring back my car?

Absolutely.

CAPRICE: Are you okay?

You seem more intense
than usual.

Can I be honest with you?

Of course you can.

I don't feel well.

This may be my last day
on God's great Earth.

Oh, my goodness.

Do you have the cancer?

No.

But I'm in trouble.

Well, (SIGHS)

you just go ahead
and you get out that money,

and then you can tell me
all about it.

God damn it, Raylan!
We're closed!

Didn't you see the sign?

Oh, I must have missed it.

Oh!

I don't believe
I've met Mrs. Schreier.

Ew. Gross.

Sorry.
Didn't peg you

as the pay-to-play type,
Calhoun,

especially at 6:00 p.m.
on a weekday.

Deputy US Marshal,
Raylan Givens.

It's okay, ma'am.
You're free to go.

Not you, Calhoun.

You sit your ass right there.

Only the truth
will set you free.

I can't, Raylan.

I know you lied to me.

I know about the deeds
and ledger.

You should just tell him.
He could help you.

Excuse me, what?

Do you want me to do it?

I would love that.

He has been buying property
for a group of guys,

which seemed innocent enough until
he realized they're bad guys.

Chasing easy money. Best way
to end up over your head.

Yeah, no shit, right?

So, he started writing down
everything he could remember,

like account numbers and
amounts, to protect himself.

You talking about a ledger?
Yes, a blackmail ledger,

which now he's being
blackmailed for,

but if the bad guys find out that
it exists, they're gonna kill him.

What does the blackmailer want?

I don't know...

Cash they're using to
buy up all this property.

And where's it at?

I meet Walker,
he gives me the cash.

This blackmailer, he got a longwinded,
peculiar way of speaking?

(ENGINE SHUTS OFF)
(MUSIC STOPS)

(SIGHS)

I thought we agreed you weren't
gonna show up here unannounced.

Well, I think we need
to talk, don't you?

Oh, I believe we do.

After you left this morning,
I went back to the shed.

I put everything back
the way I like it.

I was just about clone when I
found that shit you stashed.

So, you took my shit?

You're damn right I did.

Why?
Are you kidding?

I heard about that
bank got robbed!

You hid what
you stoled on my property,

and you wonder why I took it?

I should have burned it.

No. Oh, I know you
didn't burn it.

I figured if you went to all
the trouble to put it here,

risk me getting caught
and sent back to prison,

oh, it must be
awful important to you.

Where are they now, Ava?

In the truck, on the seat!

You take them, and you get them

the hell off my property!

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(BRAKES SQUEAK)

(ENGINE SHUTS OFF)

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS
IN DISTANCE)

Fancy seeing you here.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

You know, I've never been entirely certain
what that phrase is supposed to denote.

Does it mean, "this gathering here
must be fancy 'cause you're present, “

or is it simply
an expression of surprise

at such a random meeting between
two friends or acquaintances?

Jesus, Boyd,
I was just saying hello.

Oh, is that why you're here,
Raylan?

Say hello to me?

Actually,
I'm here to see Calhoun.

Oh, you finally selling
Arlo's place, huh?

On account of
I've been transferred.

Off to Florida.

Raylan Givens a father.

What is the world coming to?

Try and to raise that baby
girl of yours up right?

Better than we were, anyway.

Well, what say I make you an offer
on Arlo's place right this minute,

help get you on your way?

You got that kind of cash, Boyd?

Oh, I'm fixing to, soon.

How's that?

You gonna rob a bank, too?

Apparently, First River
was hit yesterday.

Calhoun just left me a message,

said some of his things
were taken.

Why he's not gonna
make it over here.

Well, that is news to me.

Sounded pretty shook up
about it.

Being blackmailed over
the return of his things.

I guess he's talking to the
cops right now as we speak.

But here I am being rude.

I haven't even asked you
what you're doing here.

Oh, well, uh,
the funniest thing.

I stopped off down at the depot this
morning to get a cup of coffee,

found some items lying
on the side of the road

I believe belong
to our mutual friend.

I took it upon myself to
ensure their safe return.

Mighty Christian of you.

Well, I don't know about that.
I'm just following my instincts.

Kind of like a higher power
slipping you a word.

I just run with it.

You see, Raylan,

I've learned to think
without arguing with myself.

Hmm.

Well, I slip a Glock in
my holster every morning,

so when you hand me
them items, do it slow

or I'll shoot you.

I think I'll just
come back tomorrow.

Or

You can give them to me
if you want.

Why not?

Save me the trip.

I'd say I'll see you around,

but it sounds like
you won't be for very long.

Probably not.

Does it change you?

What's that?

Having a child.

They say it changes a man.

You think that's true?

Guess we'll see, won't we?

Hmm.

(KEYPAD BEEPS)
(LOCK DISENGAGES)

WALKER: Hi, Joyce.
(GASPS)

Sorry, sorry.
Didn't mean to startle you.

My name's Ty Walker.

I've been retained by
one of the people

who got their safe-deposit
box stolen from your bank.

I see. Well, you know,
I'm kind of tired.

Why don't we talk about
this tomorrow at the bank?

My client, he's impatient.

It'd mean an awful lot to me if
we could just talk right now.

Let me help you with those.
Oh, I can get it.

No. I insist.

There.

Fingers.

So, my client was wondering

if the police had said
anything to you at all

about who they think might
have done this robbery.

The police?

Or perhaps you've heard rumors
and innuendo elsewhere?

It's a small town.

I'm sure tongues are wagging.

I'm sorry.

Who are you again?

Ty Walker.

I'm a fully licensed operative.

Tigerhawk Security Services.

Now, you know conversations with the
police are not confidential, right?

There's no law that says
you can't share with me

what they shared with you.

(SIGHS)

What about eggs?

Eggs?

Maybe you're hungry.

I get like that on
an empty stomach.

I can't formulate a thought
in my head, but...

You've got bacon here,

mushrooms, bell peppers,

but... You got eggs inside,

I can teach you a thing
or two about omelets.

We'll talk after
you've eaten, okay?

Look, I don't really
know much, all right?

Of course not, Joyce.

Not expecting miracles.

Uh, uh, the only thing
I know for sure is,

when I was talking to them, they
asked me a couple questions

about a local boy.

Uh, uh, Boyd Crowder.

Boyd Crowder?

Apparently, he's done
this type of thing before.

Well, Joyce, that is
just ever so helpful.

I thank you kindly.

Rain check on that omelet?

Have a lovely evening.

(SOFTLY) Yeah.

(GRUNTS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

We're closed.

But I could get you a drink.

I'm Ava.
Oh, shit.

Right. You're Boyd's girl.

Mmm-hmm.

(CHUCKLES)

Is he here?

In the back. Let me check,
make sure it's okay.

(SMACKS LIPS)

Boyd, your girl's here
to see you.

Well, if by “my girl, “ you
mean my fiancee, Ava Crowder,

she does not need
to be announced.

EARL: Sorry, Boyd.

BOYD: You go on home.

Lock up behind you.

Perhaps something to drink?
AVA: Sure.

That's the first time you
called me that since I got out.

Your fiancee.

Well, it's still true,

far as I know.

Ice?

I'll take mine straight.

Reason I came by, Boyd,

is I don't like where
we left things off earlier.

(SIGHS)

Well, I think you made
yourself perfectly clear.

No. I didn't.

But now I'm going to.

(SCOFFS)

I don't care that you left
that stuff in my shed, Boyd.

You can... (SCOFFS)

Hide gold bricks from Fort Knox
under my bed for all I care.

Either we're together...

Or we're not.

Either I'm a pan of what
you're doing, or I'm not.

Whatever you got going on,
I can handle it.

Well, all right.

Thank you for coming by and
making yourself doubly clear.

Boyd...
I'm tired, Ava.

I don't want to talk about it.
Boyd. Boyd.

(SIGHS)

What I'm trying to say is,

is that I can't help you
if you keep me in the dark.

I know you robbed that bank,

and I know you didn't get
what you wanted.

Just a bunch of land deeds.

But one of those deeds
wasn't like the other.

Did you notice that?

What do you mean?

One of those deeds
was to Pizza Portal.

Restaurant downtown.

You remember?

That building used to be.
Holy shit.

(CHUCKLES)

(LAUGHS)

My baby girl.

Oh, you're a genius!

Mmm.

Uh, Ava, I'm...

(STUTTERING) I'm sorry.

I'm gonna go get us a
bottle of the good bourbon,

and we gonna drink it to
the corners, baby! Whoo!

(BREATH ES DEEPLY)

Mmm.

(GULPS)

(SIGHS)

(VEHICLE APPROACHES)

(ENGINE SHUTS OFF)

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

This whole thing

is becoming much more work
than I thought.

Still beats night recon
in Fallujah.

You're setting the bar
pretty low there, Bass.

You know what I was thinking about today?
What's that?

The Franklin Sandwich at
Denver Biscuit company.

Why would you say
shit like that?

You got me drooling
all over myself.

All I can say is if I have another slice
of pizza, I'm gonna lose my shit.

You see what happens
if you call me a peacock?

Ah, Choo-Choo.
Here you go.

(KEYS THUD)

WALKER: Well, shit.

We just can't stop running
into each other, can we?

We ain't running
into each other.

I'm the cowboy from earlier.

Yeah,
Choo-Choo was saying.

You were under the impression
he was following you.

Just like some folks
are under the impression

you boys are here
just to sell pizzas.

Where'd you get all that cash?

The question is,
why would you turn it down?

You're in on the take, or your
some kind of John Wayne type.

Nothing going on down here.

You're going around offering
large amounts of cash

for properties sight unseen.

All day, I've been asking
myself why.

I can't figure it out.

WALKER: Well,
it's fairly simple, really.

We believe Harlan
has a what, Seabass?

A bright future.
That's right,

bright future.

All right. (SIGHS)

You want to buy my land,
I want to see your boss.

You arrange a sit-down,
we'll talk.

Makes you think
he ain't the HNIC?

Well, Choo-Choo,
the way it works,

whether you're in military,
law enforcement,

or you sell vacuum cleaners,

the boss man
don't go door-to-door.

Besides, just look at him.

He works for someone.

My guess is, he don't
want to talk about it.

Good night, kitten.

You know, I haven't been in this
building since I was a kid.

Mmm.
Used to be a bank.

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(THEME SONG PLAYING)