Justified (2010–2015): Season 6, Episode 4 - The Trash and the Snake - full transcript

NARRATOR:
Previously on Justified...

Never saw a pizza place with a...
What is that thing?

It's a bank vault.

There ain't no version of
this story that ends with

us selling our home
to some peacock.

WALKER: You call me
a peacock?

How's Ava doing, Boyd?

It must have been quite a shock,

her getting out of
prison the way she did.

We can't gang up
on him, Katherine.

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



VASQUEZ: It is outlining
the terms of your

confidential informant arrangement
with the U.S. Attorney's office

where you stipulate
that you will obtain

relevant information that may lead
to charges against Boyd Crowder.

I was enjoying my
morning constitutional,

and lo and behold,
what do I find

but a stack of real estate deeds

and a ledger that
I believe belong to you.

Since you got out,
sometimes I feel like

I don't know
who you are anymore.

Tell you what.

You come on over here,
and I'll remind you.

Ripped By mstoll

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)



Morning.

Are you off somewhere?
I am.

Thought about letting you sleep,

take full advantage
of this king size.

Sneaking out just
didn't seem right. Mmm.

When you think you'll be back?

Little bit?
You gone all day?

I'll be back this afternoon.

Good.
Good?

Wait a second. Ain't
that supposed to be bad?

(LAUGHS)

No. I was just thinking

take advantage,
see about a massage.

I don't know.
Something nice.

Getting used
to the good life, uh?

Mmm-hmm.
Well,

go on.
(CHUCKLES)

I'm just happy I got to hear
your voice before I go.

Wait.

Be careful.

Always.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

(DOOR CLOSES)
(SIGHS)

What brings you to Lexington?

Boyd came to meet his masters.

And he brought you along?

Oh, he sprung for
the lovebird package.

Ava, if you're trying to tell
me you're sleeping with him,

just so we're clear,

I ain't asking you to do that.

Are you asking me not to?

I understand you got to do
what you got to do

in a situation like yours.

You think everything
is something else.

You don't think
it could be real?

I'm a person.

I get lonely, scared.

Remind me why we're here.

(CHUCKLES)
You mean in this stairwell

instead of a room, two
of us, champagne on ice?

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

What's it like, holding
someone's fate in your hands?

Drinking make you
a deep thinker?

Oh, I'm straight.

I want to know is it a burden,

or is it what gets you
out of bed in the morning?

What gets me out of bed lately

is helping you fulfill
your agreement with us

so you don't have
to go back to prison.

(SIGHS)

Avery Markham paid us
a visit yesterday.

Sounds vaguely familiar.

Has a smell of sulfur to him.

Boyd knew him by reputation.

Seemed respectful.

So it wasn't a friendly chat.

He brought along
a real psycho case.

Warned Boyd off
any future pursuits.

Dyed hair, bushy beard?

So, Boyd thought he was pulling
off a small potatoes heist,

and what he was doing was
pissing off the big bad wolf.

This helps, don't it?

Nice to put a face
to the shot caller.

So...

Don't say you and me don't
have a special relationship.

Did I say that?

Boyd must be wetting his pants

thinking about all them
piles and piles of money.

No wonder you're scared.

(GASPS)

I'm so sorry, darling.

I didn't mean to startle you.

Can I help you?

(CHUCKLES)
Where's my manners?

I'm Katherine Hale.

They gave me a key 'cause
I'm paying for the room.

I did call you,

but, um, you didn't pick up.

I was just out having a smoke.

Ah.

Anyway, I thought it would be
nice if you and I had lunch.

Okay.
Great.

I'll order room service
to my suite.

Noon?

Sure.

423.

Did you forget your cigarettes?

Excuse me?

When you went out.

I just smoke 'em one at a time.

Next time you step out for
one, you let me know.

I don't smoke anymore, but I love
standing next to people who still do.

Okay.
(BOTH LAUGH)

Next time.

(DOOR OPENS)

I don't have too much
unofficial case memory, Raylan.

Just give me whatever your
addled old brain can muster.

I pulled in a few of Markham's
men over the years.

Maybe one or two run-ins
with the man himself, but...

14 years ago.

Why are you so crotchety?

Don't act like you ain't thrilled to
use your old cop head for a minute,

or did you want to get back to
the 400th hour of cable news?

It obviously hasn't occurred
to you that this pain bullshit

gets in the way of
a lot of clear thinking.

I apologize.
Not to mention

the fact that Leslie's been
waiting on me hand and foot

and feeling sorry for me,
and that shit gets old.

And I know she's sick of me,
and I know she'd rather be

doing yoga with her
hippie friends,

so I had to practically
shove her out the door,

'cause I'm hungry and I'm sick
of eating all of her healthy

twigs and cat food and shit.

Well, you tell her
I said hey, uh?

Grady Hale and Markham, his partner,
made their mint slinging weed.

Grady Hale being Katherine
Hale's husband? Yeah.

And when Grady Hale
went to jail,

Markham went nobody knew where.

You saying Markham flipped?

Somebody did.

As far as I know, the only
person that ever knew

the name of the snitch was U.S.
Attorney Simon Poole,

and he forgot that when
they blew half his head off

with a shotgun on the corner
of Limestone and Barr.

Was Markham a rat?

Seems like Poole
let it slip one time that

his snitch was out of the
weed business, but...

(SIGHS) You know, maybe when my
cable runs out, I'll look into it.

Hmm.

Now, that's how
you fry a damn egg.

Why?

Why what?
Any of it.

What's it all mean?

Well, you're gonna nail Boyd
Crowder and move to Florida,

what do you care?
It's interesting.

Spins this thing a whole
another way, hmm?

Mmm-hmm.

Sheds new light on an
ever spreading circle of

greed and evil
and murder and mayhem.

Oh, okay.

When you stray from
the trail, Raylan,

that's when you get lost.

I know that, Art.
I do.

But something's pulling me on.
Mmm-hmm.

Something's pulling you away from nailing
Boyd and getting down to Florida.

Your mama asks you
to take out the trash,

you do as she says, but you see
a copperhead on the way out,

you don't go back inside,
say you didn't do nothing,

because all she asked
was take out the trash.

You take out the trash
and the snake.

Didn't your mama ever tell you
that there's always another snake?

I knew you'd say that.

Raylan, if you declare
war on them all,

they're just gonna
outbreed you and outlast you

and bring you down for good.

You telling me
not to do the job?

No.

I'm telling you not
to get your ass bit.

(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 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 ♪

We can't make sense
of your CYA book.

Safe to assume the names
herein are landowners?

This room ain't bugged.

Won't nobody know we spoke.

TIM: These landowners are
in the ledger

'cause Avery Markham
has designs on buying?

Or has already bought.

How many? How many have
lines through them?

Many.

A line through a name means...

(SIGHS)

Cash was offered and accepted.

What's it mean a name has a
line through it and a circle?

Means first offer declined,
counteroffer accepted.

Red Crowell's name was circled
and a line through it.

How'd you sweeten the deal?

Upped the offer $50,000.

Nothing else?

You know there was
a fire there a week ago?

Sad.

Red lost everything. Had to move
in with his kin down in Nashville.

We stopped by.

Place burned to the
concrete footings.

The house was a wreck. There was
wires hanging out everywhere.

Mess, too.

Looked like he was
hoarding for the rapture.

Talked to the chief.
He ruled out foul play,

though he did note there were
more fires in town as of late.

Murphy's law, simplest
explanation is usually correct.

You mean Occam's razor.

Occam's razor, Thor's
hammer, who gives a shit?

Like as not, it's folks
looking for the insurance.

No, not Red Crowell.

Look, they're big talkers,
but that's real estate.

I don't think they're bad men.

And yet you're spooked so much
that we got to pull it out of you.

I'm just saying
Markham wants land,

he doesn't have to work
that hard for it.

He goes five miles
down the road.

He can buy whatever he wants.

Not if the pot king of Colorado's
got his sights set on Harlan.

If he and his coadjutors

want to seize an opportunity

in the land of the
Christmas tree weed,

who are we to fetter progress?

Don't give a shit about
his business agenda.

Though I worry about those
who stand in his way.

That include you.

Look, fellas, I've
been helpful, right?

Are we wrapping this up?

I have a speech to write.

Twisting my stomach in knots.

Running for mayor again?

CALHOUN: No. I've had
a rough day.

I have to eulogize
a friend tonight.

Sorry to hear it.
Pillar of the community.

She and her husband died in
the damn strangest accident.

What kind of accident?

Furnace took a shit.

Carbon monoxide killed
them both in their sleep.

Who we talking about?

Betty and John-O Hutchins.

Betty Hutchins
the English teacher?

Same.

Hutchins was a name on the list.

Circled and X'd out.

That means more than
one offer was made.

Both refused.

You were a cheerleader
in high school.

I was.

I always wanted
to be a cheerleader.

Football games,

I'd sit high up in those stands

and watch those girls
bouncing in their skirts,

see how all the players

well, everyone, really,

was just mesmerized by them.

It was a lot of work. We
practiced five days a week.

What power those girls had.

Yet so few knew how to use it.
(CHUCKLES)

But you did, huh?

You got one of those football
players to marry you.

I did.

Doesn't mean I had
any real power.

Because he beat you senseless?

You know a lot about me.

I know you blew
a hole through his chest.

Did you invite me to lunch
to talk about my past?

I invited you to lunch
to ask you a question.

I'm not sure I want to hear it.
(LAUGHS)

I was married to Grady
for 20 years.

And I loved that man
with all my heart.

But there were days...

Weeks... (SIGHS)

Months, really.

My question is this

when you pulled that
trigger, how did it feel?

'Cause I have to think
it felt great.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Are you wondering
what's under here?

Should I be?

It is the best part
of this lunch.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

That's never been my thing.

Well, darling,
this is the good stuff.

This is pharmaceutical grade.
And believe me...

You are gonna need it
for what I've got planned.

None of the barons can deposit
in legit FDIC backed banks,

marijuana being legal
only at the state level.

Hence mercenaries guarding
a pizza place full of dough.

Did you see what I did there?

Well, a man's wit is never
lost on me, Wynn Duffy. Hey.

So, you're telling me that
Avery Markham really believes

that legal weed is coming
to the state of Kentucky?

Probably sooner than later.

The way the smoke's blowing.

FYI, my guy's a handful,
irritating.

His brain's fried from who
knows what kind of drugs.

You're gonna want to punch
him, but he's very good.

I'm saying have fun with it.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

They're here, baby.

(LAUGHS)
Looky here!

Wynn Duffy!

You're looking healthy.

Been a long time.

What can I say? I save you for the
big jobs, man of your talent.

(CHUCKLING) Oh, yeah.
And my price.

You must be the man with the vault problem.
BOYD: Now, Mr. Wiz,

I prefer discussing
my business in private.

Bridge is cool.

I didn't say she wasn't cool.

(LAUGHS)

What's the matter?

Rudy likes you.

So, uh, just spitballing
on the ride over,

we were thinking, uh, Emulex?

(LAUGHS)

Emulex?

(LAUGHING) Emulex to blow
an Excelsior 5200?

That was part of the plan, yeah.

WIZ: Are you ser...
Oh, my God.

Excelsior's old school!

It's 16 inches of
Youngstown steel, dude.

You need something massive

C-4?
To get through that shit.

No, man, I'm talking,
like, C-11, dude.

New military issue, like
asymmetrical warfare shit.

That shit only you got,
huh, baby?

Damn straight
only the shit I got!

And if they catch you with it,

they're taking you
to Guantanamo Bay

and hooking your nuts up
to a car battery.

(SNIFFLES) Oh!

Where's my manners?

Would you guys like a Negroni?

I don't know what that is.
It's Italian.

Tastes like grapefruit.
I don't want one.

Missing out.

(CLEARS THROAT)

So, you got it
all worked out, uh?

I do.

Would you mind taking
me through the steps?

Trust, brother, trust.

Well, that's the thing, Wiz.

I wasn't asking, so...

Oh, whoa, easy, easy, easy.

No static, bro.

I got us another Excelsior.

Yeah. It's in a derelict foundry
on the outside of town.

It's too big to move,
too expensive to dismantle.

Place is empty.
We can get in there

and make all the noise we want,

do some test runs.

I could talk about it
here all day,

or we could go in there
and just do it.

Then why are we still here?

Let's go do the shit!

(BRAKES SQUEAL)

(ENGINE TURNS OFF)

(SNIFFLES) Goddamn!

Just the smell of the
metal makes me hard.

WYNN: That the same one
as the pizza place?

Well, I ain't the manufacturer.

But it looks close enough.

Looks like it's in pretty good
shape, too, for being abandoned.

Hell, an A-bomb
could go off,

this baby would still be
standing in the rubble.

Well, Wiz, that doesn't exactly
inspire a lot of confidence

in your ability to
get inside this thing.

Dude, I get through time locks,

magnetic seals,
shit you wouldn't understand

even if I drew you a diagram.

This old pile of tungsten,

this is just pure brute force.

Drill and kill.

You want to see what I can do?

Next time, make it tough.

One job at a time, Wiz.

Okay.

Give me your cellphones.

Ava, come over here and
meet the classiest jeweler

this side of the Mississippi.

Oh, so nice to
meet you, Winston.

Beautiful pieces you have here.

I feel like I should've worn my
sunglasses, all the sparkling around.

Okay, he gets it.

Oh! Speaking of diamonds,

may I?

Of course.

The tennis bracelet.

Oh, I love that.
Hmm.

There we are.

KATHERINE: Oh, my goodness,
what a sight.

Winston, would you
do me a favor?

Would you let Ava
try on something pretty

to just give her
a little thrill?

Surely.

(LOCK BUZZES)
WINSTON: Is there anything

that strikes your fancy?

Oh, the whole store does.

One thing prettier
than the next.

Well, now, let's see.

How about these?

That's okay. I feel funny even
picking up something that expensive.

Afraid I might drop it
or something.

No, they won't bite.
Here.

Okay.
(LAUGHS)

Oh.

Oh, my.

I look like a movie star.

KATHERINE: You do.
Matches your eyes.

Thank you so much.

Of course...
Shit!

I just knew I was gonna drop it.
(CHUCKLES)

No problem, ma'am.
Happens all the time.

(GRUNTS)
There we go.

Is there anything else
you'd like to see?

Uh... I think
that's enough for me.

Winston, I'm gonna pass on
the tennis bracelet for now.

Maybe next time.

So good to see you.

It's always a pleasure.
All right.

(LOCK BUZZES)

Whoo-hoo.
(KATHERINE LAUGHS)

My heart's beating
like a jackrabbit!

Just run with it, honey.
It's all part of the fun.

That place was covered
in cameras.

What if he decides to call the...
Oh, Winston

is not gonna do jack shit.

He's too afraid I still have
the juice to have him killed,

him or one of his
mongoloid sons.

When Grady was at his peak,

I had a charge account
at that store

and a dozen others just like it.

Shit...

Winston used to greet me
at that door with champagne.

Now he locks it on me.

Screw him.
(LAUGHS)

(GRUNTS)

When you gonna tell me? What?

The story of Mrs. Hutchins?

Was she the teacher who cared?

She watered little Raylan
so he could blossom?

I hated her.
She hated English.

Nearly turned me off of books.

Only thing she taught me was
don't do a job just for money.

Well, now you're doing
what you love.

Miss Hutchins, American hero.

How much do you want
to bet that she

and Mr. Hutchins didn't die
peacefully in their sleep?

Oh, but it's such
a nice thought.

It's how I want to go.

I'm kidding.

I want Sigourney Weaver to
choke me out with her thighs.

You understand I'm
formulating a theory here?

You think Markham's "Coadjutors"
made it look that way?

Mmm-hmm. Made an offer
on the property,

got refused.
Good theory, right?

Seeing as how Harlan isn't much
in the way of farmland, yeah.

Those names in Calhoun's books
are probably the primo spots.

Markham gets those, he can
plant a shit ton of pot crops,

betting Kentucky goes legal.

Which, if it does,
good for Kentucky.

But if he's acting like one
of them Old West black hats

forcing homesteaders
off their land,

that ain't gonna stand.

It's just with fire, you
could maybe prove arson.

It's a failed furnace
in an old house?

It's a theory.

This is what you get with
a teacher's pension, uh?

Congratulate me.

RAYLAN: What is that?

Window's covered in plastic
and taped shut.

I bet you a silver dollar
they got no next of kin,

house goes up for auction,
Markham gets it for a song.

Okay, then.

(DRILL WHIRS)

Maui.
Maui?

Where I grew up, the
mean streets of Paia.

Surfed the bay every
morning before school.

Wynn Duffy on a surfboard. That's
something I have a hard time picturing.

WYNN: I'll show you
my trophies one day.

A million dollars does afford
a man a lot of sex wax.

Although given
what we're about to do,

I'm surprised
you ain't planning to surf

somewhere far,
far away from here.

That your plan?

Sequester yourself in some
lost corner of the globe?

You speak Farsi, do ya?

Tunisian?

For one thing, they speak
Arabic in Tunisia.

Second, my future address
has yet to be decided.

Hey, does it swing
right or left?

I'm assuming you mean
the vault door?

Well, I ain't talking about
your little white pee-pee.

Yeah. Which way?

Let's go right.

And what year was it?

Why?

Because in 1970, Excelsior
changed their design.

They started sandwiching
out the copper alloy.

They were...
You know what?

Never mind.
It's all good.

The Wiz always has it covered.

(CELL PHONE RINGS)
(SIGHS)

I told you assholes to leave
your cellphones in the car!

(RAPID BEEPING)

(EXPLOSION)

(BUZZER BEEPS)

Ho, ho!

What up, pimps?

(CHUCKLES)

To what do I owe these particular
splinters in my asshole today?

If splinters are all you're
getting back there, Dickie,

prison has treated you well.

DICKIE: Isn't that
just like you?

Isn't that just like him?

To find hurtful potty mouth
humor in sexual assault.

Maybe I should apologize.

Maybe I should tease you
about the wheelchair.

I get conflicting impulses
when I see you.

Sure you lovers
don't want a conjugal?

Candy? Cookies?

Chocolate donuts in a box?

Don't forget soda pop.

And soda pop.

I get it. I get it.
I see you two.

This right here,
this is a, what you call it?

A revelation.
This is... Yeah!

This is one of them
ecstatic visions

I've been having of late.

All right, all right!
Here we go.

Mighty spirit.

Dickie Bennett,

this is archangel Raylan,

here to deliver unto thee

a loaded up commissary in
exchange for your cooperation

in a Federal Criminal
Investigation. Oh!

Message received,
but I'm afraid what you ask...

(STAMMERS)
It's just, it's too great.

It really is.

I cannot see a way
to answer your call.

Search your soul, numb nuts.

Can you not see the Lord
herself hath damned me with...

Incipient diabetes?

You shitting me?

Negatory.

So barter the sweets.
Get what you want.

There you go.
(LAUGHS)

I don't believe you,
you're hearing me.

What I'm trying to say is,
I'll break it down here...

♪ There just ain't no way

♪ I'm gonna cooperate
with you ♪

Well, we can go the other way.

Just make life
in here unpleasant.

More unpleasant.
DICKIE: The threats, yes.

Here they come.
Bring it on.

This is my favorite part.

We're upsetting you?
You want us to leave?

You could just tell us
who bought your land.

Records indicate
LM Consolidated.

The broker's name
turned out to be a fake.

Who was it wanted their
identity concealed?

DICKIE: Yes,
you're absolutely right.

I would be delighted
to tell you why I sold it.

Would you like to?

This ought to be good.

I hope you made a tidy sum

for your dumbassedness.

Drove a hard bargain,
yeah, yeah.

But I did I managed to.
I pushed her back.

I did, and I ended up with...

(INHALES) A tidy sum.

Her?
Yeah, her.

The guy behind the guy
is said to have been,

after all that, a she.

(LAUGHS)
You follow that?

She was a she?
LM Consolidated?

You never met her?

That's what I said the last five times.
I'll give you six.

You were so hot to start a feud
with me that had long since ended,

you sold your ancestral
land to Loretta McCready?

Loretta?

Loretta?

That good land has
more to it than rich soil.

It has history.

And we know your desire
to build on that history,

which is in line
with our desire.

In short, the future.

Now, the other thing
I wanted to tell you

is to forget our first offer.

We're now prepared
to pay you twice that

to show you how committed we are

to the preservation and
prosperity of this land.

Well, I'll need
to think about that.

Well, consider that if you
invest that money wisely,

hell, you can burn
through half of it first.

(CHUCKLES)

And you'll still never
work a day in your life.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

I like to drink when I think.

Care to join?

Sure.

I got this from a dear friend.

She called it apple pie.

Not too sweet, I hope.

Too sweet gives me a headache.

It's not sweet, but...

It might still give you
a headache.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

What's this shit?

Good evening to you,
too, Loretta.

Can we talk?

WALKER: She's right
in the middle of something.

That doesn't bother us.

Actually, we're done.

But that don't mean
I feel like talking.

Done?
No, we're not done.

Don't be silly.

Oh, we're done.

I was about to pour you
a drink and show you out.

So you're rejecting our offer?

I am.

But we didn't even negotiate.

No means no.
WALKER: Hey!

I'm not talking to you.

Loretta, do me a favor.

Take a big old step
to your right.

Okay.

You ain't talking to me.
She's done talking to you.

Now, you want to
get your ass out,

or is there something else
you're here to do?

(CELLPHONE BEEPS)

WALKER: Mr. Markham.

Avery Markham, I presume.

You must be Givens.

Deputy U.S. Marshal Givens.

This young woman
must be Loretta.

Pleased to meet you, Miss.

Though I envisioned it under
different circumstances.

Why don't we sit down, have
a civilized conversation?

We'll be brief.

Well, these bones
are gonna take a chair

either way.

Well, what have we here?

(SNIFFS) Mmm.

That takes me back.

This yours?
Yes, sir.

You mind?
Of course not.

Go ahead, darling.

Stick your little pinkie
in there and have a lick.

Okay, now.

I'll give you this. You've
done your homework.

Homework, hell.

I'm a corn cracker
through and through.

Grew up with
my hands in the dirt.

My daddy was a 'bacca
farmer out in Cynthiana,

raising up burley.

Traded one leaf for another.

I've spent many days
in this neck of the woods.

Knew Miss McCready's daddy

and her mama.

Bennetts, too,
us being in the same line.

How I knew to check
that glass, darlin'.

I knew a Crowder or two,

but no one
by the name of Givens.

Arlo's wannabe kingpin ass
would be heartbroken.

Six generations of Bennetts
grew up in Harlan County.

Now all's left is
a cripple stuck in lockup.

Story is that's thanks to you.

The Bennetts were my problem.

Now you are my problem.

Somebody please tell me what
all you're talking about.

The man is making you
an offer you can't refuse.

Sell or he kills you.

MARKHAM:
Oh, come on, now.

I may make you an offer
you can't refuse.

But that's because I'm offering you
more money than you ever imagined.

And if I don't want it
at any price?

Then you'd be a bird so rare

as to never before
have been sighted.

The negotiation has ended.

I told you,
you can't have my land.

I'm adding hers to the list.

I don't see how you can do
that, legally speaking.

You want to follow
that thread, be my guest.

Till then, you can put away
your suitcase of money.

Or what?

You gonna give me 24 hours
to get out of town,

Deputy U.S. Marshal
Raylan Givens?

And he said he didn't
do his homework.

I'm just saying there's
no deal to make here.

First you turn me down.
Now this.

What's next?

Third time?

You gonna tell me that,
by the power vested in you,

that there's something else
I ain't allowed to do?

This is still America,
last time I checked

the flagpole.

What's next is entirely based

on the next choice you make.

I think I'll burn one
on the way out.

Helps me think.

You gonna haul me in?

No, not for weed.

I can assure you of that.

Okay, then.

I'll be seeing you.

Okay.

Heard this one back in the '90s.

Bill Clinton and Hillary

sneak away from
the Secret Service

and go for a drive,
backwoods Arkansas.

And they come
to a gasoline station,

and Hillary recognizes
the attendant,

saying that was her
boyfriend before Bill.

And Bill laughs, saying...

"Imagine where you would be
now if you married that guy."

And Hillary, quick
as a minute, says“.

"I would be married to the
President of the United States."

(CHUCKLES)

That's funny.
No.

That's Grady and me.

He was the face,
and I got it done.

Must be frustrating,
Grady getting all the glory.

Well...

Taking his partner as my lover
made it a little easier.

Avery Markham.

Best lover I had ever had.

Still is.

Nevertheless, I know
he ratted out Grady

and was responsible for
all that ensued, down to

me pulling vindictive, low class,
little stunts in a jewelry store.

Smart of you, though,

sleeping with him.

Can't imagine he'd suspect

the man trying to rob him is
the woman underneath him.

Not always underneath him.

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah, I doubt that his money is
gonna feel as good as he does,

but I sure cannot wait
to get my hands on it.

I mean, a man as much
as kills your husband,

you got to do
something about it.

He killed Grady?

Well, the prison assholes claimed
it was suicide, but... (SCOFFS)

There was a lot of Dixie Mafia
muscle inside at that time,

and those guys know how to fix
a murder to look like suicide

easy as baking a pie.

(CELLPHONE ALARM BEEPS)

Oh, my goodness.

That's my massage.

I guess you better go.

Oh.

Okay.

(CHUCKLES)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Thank you for a...

A very interesting day.

Anytime.

Hey.

It sure was lucky the way that

guard of yours, the one
who said you stabbed him,

how fortunate that he came
clean the way he did.

What was his name? Uh...

Albert Fekus?

You ever thought about
thanking him?

(CHUCKLES)

The guy was a crazy
piece of shit.

All he did was finally
tell the truth.

Yeah, but...

Something made him step up

and do the right thing, so...

You know, if you ever want to get to the
bottom of his crisis of conscience,

I could find him for you.

It would be a breeze.

Mmm.
That's so kind of you.

But I'd probably just
stab him in the eye.

(CHUCKLES)

You really are a firecracker.

(CHUCKLES)

RAYLAN: Stop acting
like a badass

older than you are.

Well, stop acting like my daddy.

You're a kid.
Enjoy it.

No need to take over the goddamn
world with your ambition.

I don't even know how you're
thinking on this scale.

What am I, stupid?
Look around.

Five years, not even, it'll
be legal across the land.

Oh, don't give me that bullshit.

You're gonna sell dope
whether it's legal or not.

But you set your sights
this high,

you're gonna keep running
into folks like him.

Is that what your daddy
would want?

You didn't know him.

Well, I know what
all daddies want.

They want their kids to be safe.

(SIGHS)

So, you're saying
walk away from weed?

Look.

It's good that you have goals.

But for me, next couple weeks,

just put two big guys out front.

Help me sleep at night?
(CELLPHONE VIBRATING)

Thanks for the heart to heart.

Really changed my mind.
We done?

Hmm'?
Uh, No.

Loretta.

(VIBRATING CONTINUES)

God damn it.

You mean to send three 5's?

'Cause that's the
bat signal, Ava.

That's what you send when a
grenade's about to go off.

Albert Fekus.

What?
She asked me about Fekus.

You need to slow down.
(GRUNTS)

Katherine Hale asked me about
Albert Fekus, the guard!

The little shithead! How the
hell did that even come up?

Out of literally
goddamn nowhere.

She just started asking why he
had a "crisis of conscience,"

why he changed his testimony.

Okay, at best, she's just testing you.
I'm telling you...

She knows.
No.

Trust me, she does not know.

Why?

Because she didn't put a bullet
in my head right then and there?

Jesus Christ,
I have to get out of here.

Where are you right now?

I'm still in the hotel.
Okay.

I want you to go down
to the Horseshoe Diner.

Wait there. I'm gonna have
someone come meet you.

Get where'?
The Horseshoe Diner.

(DOOR LOCK CLICKS)
Shit.

Ava?

Hey, baby.

Hey.

You packing already?

Thought I'd get a jump on it.

We're heading home
tonight, right?

Well, when they say
late checkout,

I don't think they mean
10:00 at night.

(CHUCKLES)

Are you sure

you don't want to crawl
into this Egyptian cotton,

order a pint of ice cream?

Come on, now.
(CHUCKLES)

They got free cable.

I think I just want to get home,

sleep in my...
In our own bed.

All right.

You Okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Duffy said that

Katherine Hale wanted to
have lunch with you today.

What did you two talk about?

Mmm. Nothing.

Nothing?

Why, I didn't think it was
possible for two women

to get together
and talk about nothing.

(CHUCKLES)
She didn't talk about me?

No.

She didn't even bring up
how good-looking I am?

No. She ju...

We just had lunch.

Well, I guess she was just

looking forward to enjoying
the pleasure of your company.

I can't say that I blame her.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Come here.

Sit right here.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(SIGHS)

Let me see them hands.

(INHALES)

Boyd, there's something that

I need to talk to you about.

Baby, I know what
you're gonna say.

But before you do, I want to
tell you something first.

I'm taking you home,

and we never have to
leave Harlan County again.

(SCOFFS)
What do you mean?

I got us a whole new endgame.

Reason Markham's got that money

he's looking to buy up land
to grow pot legally.

Now, a man like him doesn't
make that kind of move

unless he knows what's
coming around the corner.

Now, I'm talking
about judges, baby.

I'm talking about police.

I'm talking about
State Senators.

Now, I'm already on point
to steal his money.

I'm gonna use it to
steal his idea, too.

Boyd... Baby, legal weed
in the state of Kentucky.

(EXCLAIMS)

We're gonna make a killing.

And we're gonna bring hope and prosperity
back to this beautiful county,

our home, Harlan County,
once again.

What happened to us
ending up on a beach?

Come on, baby, you know how these
legs look in a bathing suit.

Huh.

We're gonna have it all, Ava,

and we're gonna have it right
here in Harlan County.

No running, no hiding.

I don't know what to say.

You ain't got to say anything.

Now, I'm gonna take a shower.

Then we're gonna hit the road,

and I'm gonna have
you back in Harlan County

before the sun comes up!

Whoo!

(WATER RUNNING)

(GASPS)

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