Justified (2010–2015): Season 6, Episode 5 - Sounding - full transcript

NARRATOR:
Previously on Justified...

Vault's something called
an Excelsior 5200.

What's that mean?
That I'm gonna need you

to get me a hell
of a lot more Emulex.

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.

RAYLAN:
The negotiation has ended.

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



I'm adding hers to the list.

Albert Fekus?

The one who said
you stabbed him.

How fortunate that he came
clean the way he did.

Katherine Hale asked me

about Amen Fekus, the guard!

She's just testing you.

Christ, I have to
get out of here!

BOYD: The more I think about
it, the better it sounds.

The bluegrass state has some of the
most lonely soil in the union.

Weed used to grow so big here,

old timers called it
"Christmas tree dope."

Hell, before it
all got legalized,

our people were growing hemp
for the whole country.



You remember those stories.

This morning
we were fixin' to leave.

Now you want to be a farmer.

Not a farmer, an entrepreneur.

Cultivating something near and dear
to our hearts as coal once was.

You said Harlan was dying,
that we had no future here.

Well, this new enterprise
might be just what she needs

to make her way off
life support.

And all we got to do is
get ahead of Avery Markham!

Are you sure about this, Boyd?

About staying, I mean?

'Cause it seems to me,
with that kind of cash,

we could be the king and
queen wherever we want.

Oh, baby.

Wasn't more than a few days
ago you had your heart set

on staying in Harlan.

Now you can't wait to leave?

(EXHALES)

That's before I knew
your intent to poke the bear

and pitch your tent
right outside his den.

Which is why I'm gonna need you

to make up the guest room.

I want one of the boys
to have eyes on you 2417

till this thing plays out.

How lung's that gonna last?

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)
Less than you fear

and more than you hope,
most likely.

(TURNS OFF RADIO)

What does that mean'?

Hold on a second,
baby. Carl?

Did you get my message?

Listen, listen, you got to
make it clear in every way

they need to hold off
and sell only to me.

All right, h-hold on.
Hold on one second.

Evening, Officer.

Quite a party y'all
are throwing here.

How you doing tonight, ma'am?

I'd be better if I hadn't
been sitting in traffic

last half-hour.
Well, we're trying

to keep people safe and sound
around here, all right?

(SIGHS)
Imagine my relief.

Hmm.
BOYD: Have you ever been?

(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

Long as you're doing all right,

I believe we can get
you on your way.

I'm fine.

All right. Drive safe.

Well, good luck finding
your guest of honor.

Carl, you still there?
I got you On speakerphone.

Hold on.
Hold on one second.

(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

(RAYLAN SIGHS)

How'd she seem?

You're asking my opinion,
I'd say she seemed...

...on edge.

All right. Well, you can
wrap it up. Thank you.

What do you think?

I think you better
get your ass to Lexington

and find Albert Fekus before
he blows this whole thing up.

(GAME NOISES)
You're not doing it right!

Stop!

KATHERINE: Hey.

Any more fighting, and grandma's
gonna lock y'all in the closet.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Play nice.

WYNN: Hey.
Hey.

(GAME NOISES CONTINUE)

There are, uh,
children in your room.

Laurel's nanny had an emergency

with her immigration
papers, so...

Thomas, Fi, meet my friend, Mr.
Duffy.

Hey, guys.
What you doing?

They seem nice.

So...

Where are we?

Um, my guy's at Fekus' house.

If law enforcement shows up
to move or question him,

we have our answer.

And what if no one shows up?

We figure out a way
to question him ourselves.

You know, last time I was
worried about someone

being an informant was
when Grady went away.

It took a while,

but we will soon
settle that as well.

I like Ava.

Be a shame to have to kill her.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Well, ain't this
an unexpected surprise.

(CHUCKLES)

I thought after that
continental nonsense

at the hotel, a big home-cooked
breakfast would hit the spot.

Grab them biscuits and gravy.

What you got? Unh-unh!

(AVA CHUCKLES)

Ha ha!

Sit.

Ah. Yes, ma'am.

Here you go.

You're in a much better
mood this morning.

You wake up thinkin', "Goddamn, it's
good to be back in Harlan county“?

If you truly believe
we can have the life

we always dreamed of
here in Harlan,

then I am behind you.

That's my girl.

Will you sit down here
and enjoy this

beautiful breakfast with me?

I can't. I said I'd be
in early at the salon.

Well, it's your choice.

But, baby, ain't no reason for
you to be working that hard.

You know I like to keep busy.

(KEYS JANGLE)

Making breakfast has
roused the cooking bug.

Yeah, I was thinking
maybe tonight I'd do

my fried chicken
and sweet potatoes.

Ooh! Better than
the Colonel himself.

(LAUGHS)

Hey.

Where you going?

There's something
I want to give you.

Sit down.

(CHUCKLES)

Go on, sit down.

Now...

I think...
Huh.

That this has been sitting
in my pocket long enough.

It's time for it to go
back where it belongs.

(EXHALES)

It still fits.

Mmm.

Mmm. Mmm.

I will see you tonight.

Yes, you will.

(SIGHS)

(UTENSILS CLATTER)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(SHIFTS GEARS)

Ripped By mstoll

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES, BEEPS)

You okay?

AVA: No, Raylan,
I'm losing my mind!

Thinking at any moment Boyd's
gonna answer a phone call

from Katherine, turn around,
and put a bullet in my head!

RAYLAN: First off,
Boyd is so delusional,

he'll kill three of his own
people before he allows himself

to suspect you of anything.

Secondly, Tim and Rachel
are up in Lexington

dealing with Fekus as we speak.

Jesus Christ,
you're shittin' me!

So he could have talked, and
you all would have no idea.

RAYLAN: Let's have this conversation
in person. Where are you now?

What if I said I'm done with this, I'm out?
What happens?

I can meet you at that
junkyard in 20 minutes.

AVA: Uh-uh.
I ain't going anywhere.

I ain't doing anything until you
tell me what my options are.

Now I've given you stuff.
I walk, what do I get?

RAYLAN: Based on what
you've provided thus far,

I can't even promise
you won't go back to jail.

Bullshit!

RAYLAN: I need solid intel
that leads to an indictment,

and then I can work
on> a WitSec proposal.

WitSec? Live some fake
life someplace I hate?

(UNDER BREATH)
Oh, my god.

(NORMAL VOICE)
What about cash?

You could just let me go,
pay me off.

RAYLAN:
That is just not an option.

Now we will take care of Fekus.

Boyd still thinks
you're on the level.

We are fine, Ava.

Now, could we please
meet in person?

Thirty minutes, junkyard.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

(SCREAMS)

(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 ♪

TIM: You don't think it's odd?
Of course.

But Fekus stabbed himself
to get Ava put away.

So you'll understand
that the revelation that

he lives with his parents
doesn't exactly blow my mind.

Don't speed up. Don't slow down.
Just drive.

Which one?

This maroon piece
of shit at nine o'clock.

RACHEL: Shit.

Yeah, leaves on his car.

Looks like he's been
parked there for hours.

How much you want to bet
they got someone at the house

just waiting for us?

I'd be willing
to put money on that

"Aplex"?
Yeah.

28 points. Boom!

I'm pretty sure "aplex"
isn't a word, Mikey.

Of course it is.

"I don't like that guy.
He aplexes me."

(INHALES SHARPLY)

(SIGHS)

(BEEPING)

(CELL PHONE RINGS, BEEPS)

Yeah?

TRIG: He's going. You want
me to follow him or not?

WYNN: Yes, I do.
Call me when he lands.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

You okay?

You look aplexed.

(SIGHS)

(SIGHING IMPATIENTLY)

(DIALING)

Hey, it's Givens.

I need a location
on Ava Crowder's phone.

What's that mean, "Just off
the side of the road"?

How long has it been
since it moved?

What's around there?
Anything?

Shit.

No, no, I'm sure it's fine. I'll
take care of it. Thank you.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)
Goddamn it, Ava.

Goddamn it.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

Raylan!

What's going on, amigo?

It's been a while since
you blew up my phone.

Listen, I got a situation
maybe brewing here,

need a hand.

But it requires zipped lips.

Only comes back
to me. Got it?

Hey, hey, my shit
is zipped, all right?

What's the gig?

RAYLAN:
Ava Crowder's gone missing.

I need you to help me find her.

Ava... Ava Randolph?

(LAUGHS)
From high school?

Yeah, she used to be
Ava Randolph.

Oh. Damn.
Raylan, that...

That girl can make
a dog break its chain.

Yes, she is pretty.
I need you to listen.

Oh...
There's a place

she's gone before when
she needs to disappear.

I want you to go there, watch,

tell me if she shows up.

AVA: Truth be told, I'm
here 'cause I need a car.

LIMEHOUSE: And what's
the matter with yours?

Nothing in particular,

except today it doesn't
suit my needs.

I look like a used car
salesman to you?

I prefer to keep
the purchase quiet.

You running from Boyd,
the law, or both?

What makes you think that...

Now if'n you running
from Boyd now,

a different car might
get you some distance.

But the law? Don't matter
what you're driving.

Uh-uh. You need
new papers, a new life.

In fact, running is a mistake.

That's how they find you.

And then they'll no doubt

come up here looking for you,

bringing headache and hassle,

wearin' my black ass out.

I promise you this will be
the last time I come up here

and ask you for help.

Well, what you gonna
do for me, Ava?

(SIGHS)

Please.
That ain't worth the time

I just spent listening
to this bullshit.

Certainly ain't enough to
take on the kind of trouble

helping you's gonna bring.

You got to give me something
gonna get me excited, girl.

And that little ring
certainly ain't gonna do it.

I can get you more money.

How much more?

A lot.

Enough to solve some serious
problems and then some.

That's desperate talk.

You know what Boyd's been up to?

I did hear tell about a certain
downtown bank getting hit.

Couldn't but help think of your man.
That what we talking about?

I can point you to a large
piece of it hidden away.

(TAPS BILLS)

But you gotta get me a car.

You got access
to that kind of cash,

why come up here?

Truth be told,

I don't want anyone after
me, especially Boyd.

I just want to disappear.

I just want to be left alone.

LIMEHOUSE: You remember
Errol, don't you?

Tell him where to get
this money,

and he'll take you
to a friends garage.

I'll point Errol to the money...

After I get the car.

So long as you ain't playin' me.

That wouldn't be wise.

(DOOR OPENS)

Did you get it done?

Markham and his boys are
throwing a lot of money around.

Not easy convincing
people to turn it away.

Well, I hope you made it
clear no amount of money's

gonna matter if they
ain't alive to spend it.

They got the message.
Should buy us some time,

but we need to get in that
vault sooner than later.

CARL: What do you got?

BOYD: Well,
according to the easily

suggestible clerk
at the Kentucky D.M.S.,

there's an adit that
dead-ends right here.

Well, that's only,
what, 200 yards?

187 yards, to be exact.

You're not thinking about...

Oh, that's exactly
what I'm thinking.

Is that gonna be dangerous?

Exposed chutes, collapses.

Black damp, white damp.
Over 40 years of neglect.

Blanton's one of the most dangerous
there is. We're gonna need help.

Bringing on another guy?

You know what black damp is?

Carbon dioxide, no oxygen.

Well, technically,
it's carbon dioxide

and nitrogen
taking out the oxygen.

How did you know that?

I did a couple summers of room and
pillar mining up near Mt. Sterling.

Well, you're my kind of man.

So it is gonna be dangerous.

Imagine all the air

being sucked out of your lungs.

You're choking,
like you're drowning,

but ain't nary a drop
of water in sight.

This someone we can trust?

(CHUCKLES)

Well, I don't know
that trust is an issue.

Last time I saw this man,

he said he was gonna
fill me full of buckshot.

SEABASS: So now none of the
landowners are willing to sell?

That is correct.

Hillbilly shitheads without
two acorns to their name

turning down briefcases of cash.

In what world
does that make sense?

Obviously they're being
coerced by someone...

Is something else
on your mind, Mundo?

Blondie's skimming.

From the register.

Taking money.

All...
All bartenders skim.

The good ones, anyway.

No, man.
I don't accept that.

I'll deal with this shit.

How much, Mundo?
How much is she taking?

It's gotta be like $40 a night.

I saw y'all looking over.

I thought you might
need something.

How about skim milk?

You got any skim milk?

Th... The kitchen
might have some...

He's just kidding.
We're fine, thanks.

You're aware there's
a shortage of arable farmland

here in Harlan, correct?

Mmm, that's the word.

And each property
we fail to acquire

potentially costs this
operation tens of millions

in future earnings, yes?

Affirmative.

Well, perhaps
you could forget about

the 40 goddamn dollars
the bartender's skimming

and focus on the larger problem.

There ain't no problem.

People don't wanna sell,
kill 'em.

That worked once because
those folks had no kin

and their house
went back to the county.

Rest of these landowners
got relatives

ready to inherit
their properties,

which means we're
back at square one.

Stay here. I'll be back.

Hopefully we'll still have jobs.

Hey, maybe the, uh,
bartender is the one

interfering with us
buying those properties.

You think?

No!

MARKHAM:
And who do we have to blame

for this sudden shift
in our fortune?

We've made enemies aplenty,

but the only two with the sway
to pull off this kind of thing

are the Marshal, Givens,
or the criminal, Crowder.

(CHUCKLES)

Two very different animals

who will require
two very different methods

of problem-solving.

I'll find out which is our
primary, target accordingly.

You should bear in mind that “who?" ain't
the only question needs answering here.

Our adversary somehow knows

exactly which properties
we're chasing,

information I had hoped
was not easily acquired.

I know just the man
to see about that.

Then I suggest you go see him.

And shore up any other leaks
your ship may have sprung.

(BREATH ES DEEPLY)

Permission to speak freely, sir?

You about to give me an opinion,

or a warning, or both?

Seems to me I've been
perfectly clear about

what I expect
to transpire down here.

Shouldn't be any more
up for discussion.

Very well, sir.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Put that shit away.

What the hell's wrong with you?

ZACHARIAH: Who is it?

It's Boyd Crowder!

(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

Uh, uh!
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh!

Hold on.

You remember what I told
you last time I seen you?

Well, if you mean
the notion to shoot me

with that shotgun,
I most certainly do.

But... I have a problem
that can only be solved

with your wealth of expertise.

Now...

(EXHALES) What say...

We...

We let the past
fade off in the rearview

and start anew?

(CLEARS THROAT)

(CHUCKLES)

BOYD: (STAMMERING)
I... I... I just...

Well, come on, Zachariah,
I just want to talk to you!

Who in the hell was that again?

That's Ava's uncle.

He and the other Randolphs
never did forgive

my deceased brother Bowman
for how he treated Ava.

Doesn't seem like that
bottle's gonna get it done.

No, it does not.
(DIALING)

Time to bring in the big guns.

Shakes you up.

You don't have to tell me.

Made me aware of
the wrongs I committed.

(HUFFS)

Grateful to have a chance
to live and set 'em right.

You're lucky.

Was a time, that shot hadn't
killed you, Limehouse would have.

Which way to the money?

No, we agreed.
I get the car first.

(SCOFFS) So you get
the car, then you tell me

where the money is
so I head off to some

made-up location
while you drive off?

Shoot, you didn't really think
we'd go for that, did you?

You don't believe me?

Ain't about believing.

It's about making sure
Mr. Limehouse gets his money.

You understand that,
I'm sure, baby girl.

Now which way to the money?

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

Givens.

BOB: I got 'em, Raylan.
I'm all over it.

Is she in Nobles?

No, hey, I followed
them out of Nobles.

I leapfrogged ahead of 'em

so they wouldn't know
I was following them.

Now they're headed
through downtown.

All right. Be careful, Bob.
Don't tip 'em.

Don't worry about me, man.
I was born for this shit.

Yeah, I'm coming to you.

(ICE RATTLES)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)
(SNIFFS)

I think you guys got
the wrong room.

Looks like the right one to me.

(SWITCH CLICKS)

You guys with Cindy?

Cindy?

Yeah.

Is that why you left
mom and dad's,

sexed up this shitty
little motel room?

You gonna have yourself the
girlfriend experience, Albert?

Who are you guys?

Just need to talk
to you, Albert.

Talk about what?

Ava Crowder.

(BIRDS CAWING)

(CLATTERS)
Uh, Zachariah?

Keep your hands
where he can see 'em!

(DOG BARKING)

Ahh! Now, before
you raise that shotgun,

I want to show you
something on my phone.

Now, this here
is a wire transfer

for $10,000

from my associate's
account to yours.

Only thing I need is
your banking information.

(INHALES SHARPLY)
Uh, uh, now I-l know

that the Crowders and Randolphs
have had some bad blood.

Although Ava taking
Bowman's life

should have ameliorated
the situation.

(CHUCKLES) I see you brought
some reinforcements

to our little party.

I ain't got a lot
of time, Zachariah.

Now, you see that?

Now you say the word,
I hit this button,

thirty seconds later,
that money's in your account.

We sit down, have us
a drink from that bottle,

and you just hear me out.

Uh...

What manner of work?

Well, Zachariah,

the only manner you live for.

(TRAIN WHISTLE IN DISTANCE)

Mmm.

(CHUCKLES)

All I did was tell the truth.

Why the sudden change of heart?

Because I couldn't take the idea

of Ava being gone forever
because of what I did.

So you had what one might
call a crisis of conscience.

What?

A crisis of conscience.

Yeah. Yeah, right.

What do you think
of that, Mikey?

I think it's some
soft-ass nonsense.

If what you claim is true,

shouldn't you be getting ass-raped
in the shower right about now?

No, Ava decided
not to press charges.

Wow. That was nice of her.

Why do you think she decided to do that?
(CHUCKLES)

Look, I don't know, man.
Why don't you ask her, huh?

I mean, I lost my job,
my pension.

This whole thing laid me
real low, all right?

Maybe she didn't want
to lay me any lower.

So you sent her to hell,
and she decided to

let you off the hook?

Or maybe she was so relieved
I did the right thing,

she forgave me.

Did you ever think
of that, smart guy?

Yeah.

But that's just not
gonna work for us.

(SIGHS)

What do you guys
want me to say, huh?

I mean, I'll...
I'll just say

whatever you want me
to say, all right?

What is that?

That is a good
old-fashioned cattle prod.

I used to use, uh, tasers,

but then they started
equipping the cartridges

with these I.D. tags,
made 'em easily trackable.

But this little baby right
here delivers 2 million volts

with no record it ever happened.

Last chance, Al.

I don't want to be here anymore.

Please. Don't...
Don't do that.

WYNN: How did Ava
get out of prison?

FEKUS:
I told you. Okay?

That's what happened.
No, no...

(CATTLE PROD CRACKLING)
(ALBERT SCREAMING)

(CRACKLING CONTINUES)
(SCREAMING)

Aah! Aah!

WYNN: Tell the truth,
all this stops.

(CRACKLING CONTINUES)
FEKUS: (SCREAMING) God!

(ALBERT WHIMPERING
AND GASPING)

WYNN: Mikey's gonna keep
going till you come clean.

I told you everything I know!

(CRACKLES)
(SCREAMING)

Damn it!

WYNN: Tell the truth,
this stops now.

(WHIMPERING) Please.

(SOBBING)

(CRACKLING)
Aah!

(WHIMPERING) Please!

(CRACKLING CONTINUES)

Please make it stop!
Just make...

(CRACKLES)
Aah! Goddamn it!

WYNN:
Don't be a hero, Al!

I swear to God,
I loved her, all right?

And I wanted to stop
her suffering, I swe...

(SCREAMING)
Mikey! All right.

You believe him?

WYNN: I think if the sorry
little shit knew anything,

he would have spilled by now.

(FEKUS SIGHS)
MIKE: Do we need to kill him?

(FEKUS GROANING)

WYNN: I don 't think he's gonna
say anything. Are you, Albert?

You promise you're not gonna say
anything about this incident?

Yeah, I promise.

All right.

Well, then we're
gonna let you be.

(EXHALES)

And maybe...

Maybe you can still
get it up for Cindy.

(DOOR OPENS)

(GROANS LOUDLY)

RACHEL:
Albert, you all right?

No, I'm not all right.

You told me you would stop them
if they started hurting me!

Well, we thought
you could tough it out.

Goddamn cattle prod!
Gosh, that hurt!

Maybe you should have
thought about that

before you stabbed yourself
and blamed it on Ava.

RACHEL: But they didn't
kill you, Albert.

And guess what. You're
completely free now.

No more hiding, no more
government supervision.

You've redeemed yourself.

(CHUCKLES FLATLY) Yeah.

Now do you want us
to take you to a hospital,

or are you okay?

I'm okay.

Good.

Let's roll.

Bump it.
Took that shit like a man.

Uncle Sam thanks you
for your cooperation.

What you gonna do
once you get your car?

None of your business.
Pull up over there.

What the hell for?

We're gonna need a shovel.
The cash is buried.

Didn't occur to you to
mention that up at Nobles?

We got plenty
of shovels up there.

(SCOFFS)
You changed the deal.

I didn't think
I'd have to do it myself.

(SIGHS)

You wanna dig
with your hands, fine,

but I sure the hell ain't.

I'll just be a minute.

Good, that means
it shouldn't take long.

I'm-a join you.

(MUZAK PLAYING)

Hi, Mike. Can you show
Errol where the shovels are?

Hey, hey. Where do you
think you're off to?

I need to use the washroom.

We'll get to that after
we get to what we came for.

They inside?

As of a minute ago.

Figured we'd take 'em down
once they come out.

Yeah, uh...

You're not gonna say anything?

About what?

About my car.
I upped my ride game, man.

It's great.
Yeah,

I had to pawn a bunch of stuff.

Mint in-the-package Star
Wars figures, my AK-47...

Listen, Bob,
I need you to go inside.

Yeah, I know. That's why you called me.
Let's do this.

No, no, I can't do it with you.

You're on your own here.

Errol can't know
I was ever here.

Why not?

I'm gonna tell you this,
Bob, 'cause I trust you.

Ava is my CI.

Now if I can't get her calmed down,
home without anybody knowing,

not only is that woman
in danger,

but this whole case falls apart.

(SIGHS) What do you
want me to do?

I want you to go in.
Take him out.

Taken.

Take him out out?

Outside. I want you
to take him outside

so I can go around
through the backdoor,

get Ava.

Okay. Well,
Raylan, um...

Errol's a big guy. What
if he don't listen to me?

Well, you got a badge and a
set of balls, don't you?

There you go. Use those.

(EXHALES)

Hell, yeah, I got a badge.

And I got balls
like Death Stars.

Let's do this.

You want me to pee in your car?

After we get that cash,

I'll be able to get me
another one.

(SIGHS)

Hey. Let me
grab that for you.

Thank you, Errol.

Yeah, don't mention it.

(MUZAK CONTINUES PLAYING)

(MOUTHING WORDS)

Sir, uh, sir, is that your...

Is that your car outside?

Yeah. Why?

May I ask your name, sir?

(CHUCKLES)
You can ask, sure.

Sir, my name is
Constable Bob Sweeney,

and I'm asking you your name.

Errol Butler.

Errol Butler. Let men.

Yep, that's what I thought

We got a outstanding warrant
here for your arrest.

(CHUCKLES) No, man.
You got the wrong guy.

Well, I'm sure if you
just step outside with me,

we'll clear this right up.

I ain't stepping anywhere
except inside my car

with my friend,
and we going on our way.

All right, sir, we can
do this the hard way,

or we can do it the easy way.

Oh, yeah?
What's the hard way?

What, you gonna shoot a man

'cause he's standing
in a hardware store?

Negatory. I'm gonna
call for backup,

and you're gonna go to jail,
and then we're gonna continue

this conversation
with you behind bars.

I don't give
a good goddamn if you call

the National Guard, I ain't
going nowhere with you.

In fact, let me see what it
is you actually got on me.

No. Listen... Come
on, let me see it.

No, no, back... Get back.
Let me see this bullshit.

Sir, I have a Taser!

Let me see this bullshit.

Please step back.

ERROL: I ain't
taking no step back.

Come on, let me see this,
since you're so... Oh!

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES)
Ohh!

RAYLAN:
Bob, that's enough.

When he wakes up, apologize.

Say that it was
a big misunderstanding,

explain to him
how sorry you are,

and escort him to his car.

You, I can't wait to hear what's
gonna come out of your mouth.

ZACHARIAH:
Knowing you Crowders,

I...don't wanna be
doing anything

that's gonna land me in prison.

BOYD: Just your advice,
expertise,

perhaps a little lending hand's
all we need from you, Zachariah,

which is why I appreciate
you telling me

they filled in that
main portal back there.

Yeah, collapsed
some 40 years back.

We were so damn hungry
for that... coal seam,

we didn't think the
abandoned Blanton Bridge

would weaken the tunnels,
but... we was wrong.

ZACHARIAH; Whew! Yeah-These
old steep-pitch mines...

They always needed
proximity vents.

We used old Rosendale
cement. Comes cheap.

Similar type used in the base

of the Statue of Liberty,
mind you.

Well, if you ain't the man,

that means you the man
sitting beside the man,

which means
get your ass to work.

(CHUCKLES)

RAYLAN:
So that's it, huh?

You ain't gonna say
nothin' else?

AVA: I just
told you three times

everywhere I went,
who I talked to.

What else you want?

I wanna know what was going
through your goddamn brain.

I wanna know what you were
thinking this morning

when you took off.

I don't know. I wasn't.

Did you even plan?

Where were you gonna stay
tonight and the night after?

You got cash? How much?
Where'd you get it?

You know it's gotta be
cash and only cash, right?

And what about an I.D.?
You got a new I.D.?

Hmm? That's the only way
to get off the grid.

No, I don't.
I didn't think.

I didn't plan. I just ran.
Goddamn it, Raylan!

You oughta be thanking me.

I'm the only reason what you did

isn't ending with you
back in prison,

courtesy of the
US Marshal Service,

or dead by Boyd's hand

or one of them
other knuckleheads,

and that is the only two ways

this little stunt of yours
could have ended.

Can I have my phone
back, please?

Your phone?

Did you even hear
a goddamn word I just said?

Yes.

I'm trying to keep you alive,

and you're running around, trying to
burn the both of us and this case.

Are you done, or would you
like to yell at me some more?

Or can I go back home
and cook the dinner

I promised Boyd so I don't have
any more explaining to do?

Honestly, I'd kinda like
lo yell at you some more.

(BUZZING)

Slower, for shit's sake!

(BUZZING STOPS)

Goddamn!

That ain't some
old piece of wetwood

you're cutting through there.

Them sparks got
the fire-damp hoo-doos.

Decomp causes methane.
It's highly combustible.

Combustible? That all
you learned from me?

Methane is lighter than air.
It's always rising up,

just yearnin' for
a place to escape,

and that gon' be right where
them damn sparks are flyin'.

Go on!

(BUZZING RESUMES)

Goddamn, boy! Ain't
you retain nothin'?

You really love this
shit, don't you?

Yeah!

Like a monk misses
his monastery!

Get the hell off of there!

(EXPLOSION)

(CLANK)

Jesus Christ!

(MEN GROANING)

(COUGHING)

(SCREAMING)

Aah!

Whoo!

Come here, boy!

(EXHALES)

You all right?

(EARL COUGHING)
Damn.

You all right?

I...I can't hear shit.

Now you think these virgins
gonna make it through?

(CHUCKLES)
'Cause I'm thinkin' not.

(SIGHS)

You gon' be all right!

(BOTH EXHALING)

Damn it, boy.

Goddamn. (EXHALES)

We're gonna have to let
this vent for a few hours.

Now after that '90 collapse
over in Joseph's Valley,

didn't I hear you swear up and
down on your mama's grave

that you'd never go in
without a good sounding?

I did, indeed.

Yeah, well, I'm gonna enjoy
seeing you go in the deep.

All those traps and chutes
breaking through

and all those rotting
supports busting up.

Oh, it's gon' be
somethin' to see.

CAPRICE:
Now are you sure

you don't wanna check us
into a motel?

We could watch the TV
like we did the other night.

Yeah, well, mighty nice
of you to offer, hon,

but I still got some paperwork.

Mmm.

And...
(BILLS RUSTLING)

There's a little extra.

Mmm.

(KISSES)

(CHUCKLES)

Pretty girl.

Friend of yours?

She could be your friend, too.

If you want her number,
just ask.

Yeah, no, not tonight.

Well, didn't know
you were coming by,

but now that you're here,
What would you I...

Shh.

Sit.

Please?

Mundo, I was just thinking about

that little S.E.R.E
exercise in Guantanamo.

You remember that?

Yup.

You know what that is?
S.E.R.E?

Survival, evasion,
resistance, and escape.

SEABASS:
That's right.

Basically, the role
of interrogation and torture

in acquiring information...
Useful stuff.

By the end of our training,
we got pretty damn good at it.

Nod your head
if you understand me.

Nod your head
if you understand me.

There you go.
(CHUCKLES)

Oh. I remember...

(CHUCKLES)
This one instance an Afghan,

a brother of a Taliban leader,

who just wouldn't talk.

I mean, this...
This guy had conviction.

You ever heard
of a peroneal strike?

Hitting the peroneal nerve

over and over, day after day,
hour after hour?

This young fella held
out for over a week.

Ouch. But...
He finally talked.

All that unnecessary pain.

Could have been over
before it started.

The doctor that treated him said it
looked like he was hit by a bus.

Well, I don't
understand what this...

No, no, shh, shh.

See, you're the only
other person

who knew which
properties we wanted.

And now... it's out there.

Who's doing it
and how do they know?

Who's doing it
and how do they know?

Who and how, Calhoun?

I honestly don't know.

How about a starter tap?

(GROANS)
(THUD)

What the hell, man?
Is he alive?

Mmm-mmm.

I said a starter tap.

You want him slapped like
a little girl, you do it.

All right? You ask me,
he gets Amtrak-ed.

(DOOR CLOSES)

You happy? I'm home, safe.
You can go now.

No.

Not till I know
you ain't gonna wake up

tomorrow mornin' and run again.

I ain't gonna wake up tomorrow
mornin' and run again.

Ava, this ain't gonna
work if there's no trust.

Oh. So now we're gonna have
a trustful relationship.

You want me to believe

that you're gonna
keep me out of danger

when here you are, putting
me right back in it.

The truth is, this is the
safest place you could be,

right here, next to Boyd.

Anywhere else,
you're in trouble.

The truth is, is that you
don't give a shit about me.

You just care
that I don't jeopardize

your precious case against Boyd.

There are plenty of people

to make sure Boyd pays for
the suffering he has caused.

Then why are you here?

(PACKAGE THUDS)

What's in it for you?

Finishing the job,

what you and me
started together,

and that is how we're gonna finish it...
Together.

Then what?

It's up to you.

What do you want?

I want cash.

A hundred grand.

That's a bit much.
Aim for 50.

And I want out of the country.

No WitSec deal.

I'll pick the place.
You make it happen.

I can promise you that
I will find you a place

where you are safe...

You can be happy,

and where you can start over.

Now, isn't that what you want?

There's gotta be a place in hell

for a man that breaks
a promise to a woman.

I ain't worried.

You gonna take care of me?

Like you did when you came
to my door after Bowman?

The answer to my prayers?

(CHUCKLES)

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

(WHISPERS)
It's Boyd.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

He should be back soon.

You should go.

If you don't mind, I was just
thinking I'd stick around for a bit.

Ripped By mstoll

(THEME SONG PLAYING)