Outsiders (2016–2017): Season 2, Episode 7 - Home for Supper - full transcript

NARRATOR:
Previously on Outsiders:

WADE: You railroaded
the kid on a murder charge.

- I said he was innocent. He was.
- He killed an inmate.

Broke his neck.

MAN: Yeah! Yeah!

Hasil Farrell,
you're a rich man.

You gonna tell me how
you got the black eye?

I fight.

I fight people.

WADE: This is your fault.
You need to quit that group.

LEDDA: I'm not gonna do that.



- That is never gonna happen.
- I'll pack a bag for Caleb and the girls.

- We can't stay here.
- My name is Gordon.

I'm not from here, but I heard
about you from across the country.

You guys are amazing.

All of this is my fault.

I didn't do something
when I should've.

I know what I have to do,
but it's not necessarily legal.

The strongest of you must die.

- You're gonna kill a man for
his blood. MOREGON: Not me.

You.

BIG FOSTER: Oh! G'Win.
G'WIN: Moregon, wait.

[MOREGON GROANS
THEN CROWD CLAMORING]

BIG FOSTER: Cut me loose!

G'Win. G'Win. G'Winveer.



My queen. My queen.

[♪♪♪]

[GROUP CHANTING IN
FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

- Any trouble?
- Not a lick.

Snake with the
head gone can't bite.

A snake's head can
strike long after it's cut off.

No. They ain't to be trusted.

What do we do with them?

That's for Bren'in to
decide once she's mended.

- Foster! Foster! She's
awake. BIG FOSTER: Hm?

[GRUNTS]

[♪♪♪]

♪ The dawn is up There's
fire on the mountain ♪

♪ They'll have to answer
for The crooked claim ♪

♪ The hollows,
they'll surround them ♪

♪ And they'll go runnin' Back to
the wretched realm they came ♪

♪ Nor will the dogs
of hell refrain ♪

♪ And the land will suffer
Those who came ♪♪

[DOOR OPENS]

What are you doing sitting up?

I...

I want to make a poultice.

Bloodwort and speckled alder.

I started it, but the...
The room got to spinning.

Well, let's get you back down.

- I'm fine.
- No, you need to rest.

Hey. You just let me
take care of you now.

[♪♪♪]

[WINCES AND GROANS]

Oh, I got you. No, I got you.

Okay. There you go.

[COUGHS]

- I really... I gotta make a poultice...
- No.

You let me do it.

G'Win.

What if it was all a dream?

What?

The Kinnah.

What if they were
some kind of...

vision...

conjured by the
mountain, sent to warn us?

No.

No. We got cousins cold and
dead, thanks to them witches.

That weren't no vision.

Are they still among us?

We're watching them.

Waiting, till you're ready...

to decide their punishment.

Free them.

- You don't mean that.
- I do.

- Let them go.
- What? So they can run off?

Get their strength back up?

Come back after us
again with fresh terrors?

It was her, Foster.

It was Moregon.

The others, without
her, they're...

They're lost.

Then we will do as you wish.

Yeah.

We will set them free.

Probably walk off a cliff,
the whole lot of them...

without that demon to lead them.

- But what if she was right?
- Oh.

- Now, that's the fever talking.
- No.

No. What if...

[♪♪♪]

it's us killing the mountain?
Not those below. I mean, we're...

We're no better than them.
We're fighting amongst ourselves.

We're... We're
taking on their ways.

We're drowning our good in
all manner of vice and impurity.

Hey, hey, hey.

You calm yourself.

Don't give that
monster a fresh thought.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Why?

Why did you do it?

You should've killed me...

like they wanted.

I was ready.

Oh, please, please.

Don't die.

Please don't die.

You can't.

I can.

And I likely will.

MYERS: What is it with your
weird fascination with the Farrells?

WADE: There's a man in County
now. I helped put him in there.

It's weighing on me pretty
damn heavy right now.

LIL' FOSTER: I believe you, Wade. But
if you're lying, you're gonna pay for it.

WADE: All of this is my fault.

- Morning. LEDDA: Hey.

I have to run everyone to the
house for breakfast before school.

The girls are
already in the car.

Well, I mean, we got
breakfast here. There's cereal.

Uh-huh. What will
we pour over it?

That milk you got
is halfway to yogurt.

Go brush your teeth.

- I already did. LEDDA: Okay.

Go wait in the
car with the girls.

- Your bag. LEDDA: Hey.

WADE: You gonna give me a hug?

Have a good day.

[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]

Hey.

Were you drinking last night?

No.

Not a drop.

Yeah? Because you
were talking crazy.

Mm-hm. I said a lot of stuff I
probably shouldn't have said.

I'm sorry.

Well...

I was worried about you.

Well, got enough to
worry about without me.

- Hey, listen.
- What? Look, I gotta go.

I don't want to go uprooting the
girls, so let's move back to your house.

I'll assign one of my deputies, post
him out front for the next week or so.

That okay by you?

Yeah. Thank you, Wade.

Okay.

DOLAN: Dolan.
- Dolan. It's Wade, here. How you doing?

- Oh, morning, sheriff.
- Hey. Listen.

I was thinking about
coming to see you Sunday.

I wanna talk to
that Farrell more...

ask him a few
questions about Breece.

Sunday's too late. He's
getting shipped to state pen...

in Central City
tomorrow afternoon.

State? They're...?

They're gonna take him to state?

- You heard what he did, right?
- Yeah.

Guy he killed was a first-class
piece of shit, but rules are rules.

I feel sorry for
the poor bastard.

Born free as a jaybird. Now he'll spend
the rest of his life in a concrete box.

[CHATTERING]

You here for the order?

Cup of coffee too, if
it's not too much trouble.

DOROTHY: Sure thing. Bet your kids
are excited about the parade tomorrow.

Yeah. They are.

[DOWN-TEMPO MUSIC
PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

- Thanks.
- Sure.

Hello.

Hope your Mountain
Witness people like cold cuts.

- There's one more.
- Thanks.

MAN: That's what I
thought. You're that...

Ledda Dobbs.

You run that...

You run that Mountain
Witness organization.

Raising ruckus with coal people.

Yeah. That's me.

Well, ma'am, my
name is Ennis Malany.

And I worked in
coal for 38 years.

My whole working life.

And them bastards...

they took my lungs.

And I won't get to
meet all my grandkids.

I won't...

I won't get to...

spend time with the
ones I already met...

ma'am.

You...

You keep doing
what you're doing.

Fighting...

the good fight.

Thank you.

- Help you?
- Yeah. Get out of my way.

Sorry, I didn't recognize you.

- What you doing way up here?
- We got a call about a rabid dog.

Ain't seen or heard no dogs.

Yeah, well, I'll go take a look.

Uh, I can't let you
do that, sheriff.

Excuse me?

Anybody wants to go past this
point, I gotta clear it with Mr. Myers.

They're calling all
this private property.

You know Mr. Myers has no
authority over local law enforcement?

You know that, right?

I ain't worked in nearly
two years before this.

I got six kids. I gotta
do what they tell me.

Someone gets bit, it's on you.

Yes, sir.

[♪♪♪]

Goddamn it.

Damn it.

Shame it has to end this way.

Gonna miss you, boy.

- What, are you leaving?
- No, you.

Green Valley State Penitentiary.
Heading out tomorrow.

Green Valley? I'm guessing
it's neither one of those things.

WALT: You'd be right.

You'd best enjoy the
sunlight while you can.

Roll on 23.

[CELL DOOR BUZZES]

[PEOPLE CLAMORING AND
SIREN WAILING ON MONITOR]

Creek River, Oregon.

Local communities have been fighting
dam construction in Oregon for years.

This is how heated things got.

But did it work? Did you stop
them from building the dam?

No.

But over 9 million
people saw that video.

Look, I didn't show you
that to scare you, okay?

A serious action doesn't
come without its risks.

Look, I'm not saying that something
like this is gonna happen tomorrow...

but you never know.

Look, I don't know
about you all...

but I am tired of feeling small.

I am tired of watching everything
around me fade and die...

because of a bunch of rich
outsiders pretending that I don't exist.

They pollute our air,
they make us sick...

they promise us
jobs that never come.

I am done begging for scraps...

at my own table, and I
know that you are too.

The parade is our chance
to show them who we are.

How angry we are.

And tomorrow...

we will.

[DOOR CLOSES]

HASIL: Hey.

- Hey.
- I got you dinner.

It was a bit of a long line, but I
think I remembered everything.

I'm still nervous
about the money.

I always feel like they're
taking more than they should...

but I'm learning.

You good?

Let's just eat.

I do something?

No. Everything's fine.

I can see that.

Is it about the fighting?

[SNIFFS]

We haven't talked about
it. I know you don't like it...

but I'm doing what I gotta.

- Food wouldn't be here if it wasn't for...
- It's not about the fighting.

I like the fighting.

- But you...
- I didn't at first.

I hated it.

I was always worried
about you getting hurt, but...

then I realized you're just doing
it to make money to support us.

Me and the baby.

How many fathers would
do that for their child?

So when I think about
it, I don't worry as much.

You're like a warrior.

[CHUCKLES]

To be completely honest...

it kind of turns me on.

It makes me want to be with you.

In that way.

Oh...

I get it.

- I like that way.
- Heh, heh.

I still don't understand
what you're so upset about.

I just worry.

Can't help it.

Come here.

Come here.

[♪♪♪]

What are you worried about?

I think that every time
you walk out that door...

I'm just scared you're
not gonna come back.

A lot of things to be
afraid of in this world.

Not that, darling.

It doesn't matter where I
go, I'm always coming back.

[♪♪♪]

[SIGHING]

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

- Shit. HAYLIE: Sheriff?

- Yeah?
- Sheriff, are you okay?

I heard something break.

What you doing in there?

- What?
- Isn't that Matt's area?

Yeah, but this is all the property
of the sheriff's department...

and, you know...

I'm the sheriff. I
can go where I want.

I just wanted to check
in about tomorrow.

- About the parade.
- Yeah?

That's all going well. I'll
have a few deputies with me.

We're taking care of it.

So we're not expecting
any trouble from your sister...

- and her group?
- No, not that I know of.

Maybe you should ask her.

Tell her not to cause
any disturbance.

It's a family event, you know.

I'm aware of that.
We're handling it.

JEANNIE: I'm sorry, sheriff?
- Yeah, Jeannie?

We're getting noise complaints from
an address on Maple, a machine shop.

Deputy Fults is busy
with a DUI on Highway 7.

Okay, damn, that
means I gotta go.

I gotta take care of
it. Have a nice night.

- I'll walk out with you.
- No.

That's okay.

I'll see you later.

[FIGHTERS GRUNTING AND
CROWD SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

[SIREN WAILS]

Hey, that's it. Okay,
clear it out now.

You heard me, let's move.

Evening, sheriff.

- Everything good?
- No, otherwise I wouldn't be here.

- I'm shutting it down.
- We had an understanding.

We had an understanding,
which is you...

can beat each other much as you like
but not in a residential neighborhood.

- What? These folks don't care.
- These folks are calling me.

I'll clear them out soon
as we're done this last fight.

It should be a quick one.

Now, look, you
want to grab a beer?

No, I'm on duty.

But I'm gonna come
and take a look around.

- You good with that?
- You don't need...

Wade, best you
wait out here. Wa...

Wade.

[CROWD CHEERING AND
SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

Get him, get him! Yeah!

Get up! Come on!

Hey! Hold up!

[♪♪♪]

Hey!

[GRUNTS]

Wait!

Hold on!

Wait!

Foster Farrell VIII!

[PANTING]

What about him?

- I know where he is.
- You don't know shit.

It's okay.

Just my phone.

- Where'd you get that?
- He got in a fight.

He was arrested.

They got him in the county jail.

I have to help him.

I need to come up there.

I need to talk to your people.

And I can't get up
there without you.

They ain't gonna talk to you.

[♪♪♪]

It's the last chance
you have to save him.

You don't help me now,
he'll be lost to you forever.

[♪♪♪]

HASIL: All right.

This is far enough.
Why don't you wait here?

I'm gonna head on
up, get a read on things.

[PANTING]

No. No, I'll come with you.

You drop in without
any warning...

it's just gonna be worse
for you, so you do what I say.

Sit tight, all right?

How long do I have
to wait here for?

The sun gets halfway up
that tree and I ain't back...

then you get your ass out
of here as fast as you can.

I mean that.

[♪♪♪]

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

- You let them Kinnah go free?
- Yes, sir.

They sat there for the longest
time, like they didn't understand.

But they finally wandered off.

- They was carrying the dead one.
- Then you follow them.

- Make sure they don't circle back.
- Yes, sir.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

BIG FOSTER: Oh, well, well.

Look who's here.

- What do you want? Yeah?
- I need to see the Bren'in.

- Is that Hasil?
HASIL: Yes, ma'am.

You're sick.

BIG FOSTER: Wounded.

Defending her people.

- Against who?
- You'd know that, wouldn't you?

If you were here, instead of
down below with your townie friend.

G'WIN: Hasil.

I found Lil' Foster.

[♪♪♪]

[GUN COCKS]

I'm not armed.

Well, that's unfortunate
for you, because we are.

BARNABIS: You don't belong here.

I know that. I was brought
here to talk to your Bren'in.

Brought up by who?

By Hasil Farrell.

BARNABIS: We're
gonna see about that.

My boy locked away in
a cage like an animal?

I knew I should've
gone after him. I knew it.

You know this
for a surety, Hasil?

- I do. BIG FOSTER: Yeah?

- You see him locked
away? HASIL: I didn't.

But the... The lawman that
we chased off a while back...

- he told me.
- The lawman?

Oh, and what makes you think...

there's a thread of
truth coming off his lips?

- He is our sworn enemy.
HASIL: And I believe him.

I brought him up here because
he knows how to save Lil' Foster...

- our kin, your son.
- No, no, wait a minute.

Boy...

what did you just say?

You did what?

He knows how
to save Lil' Foster.

- That should be all we're talking about.
- Oh, I agree.

Only now, thanks to your thick
head, we got bigger problems.

How many are there coming up?

- Just one man.
- Oh, just the one that you saw, huh?

Probably a hundred
more following behind.

Or are you just
too blind to see?

It's one man.

BARNABIS: Big Foster, get out here!
- This could be them now.

You put him in the box.

All right? He tries to
run, you shoot him dead.

HASIL: Don't touch me.

BIG FOSTER: How many are there?

- What do you mean?
- The others. Their number.

- There's no one else.
HASIL: Hey... Hey, Foster!

[♪♪♪]

Talk now, John Law,
or never talk again.

You got two seconds.

Tell me how many there are
and the direction they'll come from.

- Damn it, there ain't no army.
- Will you take him out of here?!

All right, time's up.

I am done with you.

EMELYE: Foster! Stop!

The Bren'in wants to see him.

- I don't want her to. She needs rest.
- Your Bren'in has spoken.

You show her every respect...

or I will send you back
down below in pieces.

- Okay.
- Come on.

- You ready for today?
LEDDA: Heh, heh.

My daddy used to take
me when I was a little girl...

to the Coal Days Parade.

It was a big deal.

Even marched in it a few times.

I'm glad that he's not gonna be
around to see what's gonna happen.

- He wouldn't approve?
- Ha, ha. Oh, no.

He would ground me for the
rest of my life, even at this age.

He was tough.

He was super pro-coal.

Uh, listen. Um...

That thing that happened
between us the other day...

In the shower?

Yeah, that. It was, uh, not me.

It was very out of
character. I just...

I enjoyed it. I'm sorry
to hear that you didn't.

Oh, no. God, no.

No, I enjoyed it,
don't get me wrong.

It just...

It probably shouldn't
happen again.

"It probably shouldn't"
meaning it possibly could.

No. Really.

Look, let's wait till
after this afternoon.

If we have something to
celebrate, we'll discuss it.

- You are trouble.
- Heh.

You really are.

You have no idea.

I know you.

Yes. Yes, ma'am, you do.

Last time you were up
here, you led an invasion.

WADE: It was not an invasion.

It was an investigation.

A man from the town was
killed on this mountain...

by one of your people. His
name was Breece Dobbs.

We were here to
apprehend his killer.

- Why are you here now?
- Foster Farrell's in prison for that murder.

Foster Farrell VIII
did not kill that man.

I know, and I proved it, but things
happened beyond my control.

Now you, I mean,
you and your people...

you're the only ones
who can save him.

I could tell you everything
you need to know...

- but I can't be involved after this.
- Well, just tell us what we have to do.

WADE: I'll warn
you straight out:

This won't be easy.

- You'll more likely fail than succeed.
- Let us worry about that.

He's being transferred
from a county facility...

that's quite near to here to a
state prison many miles away.

Once he gets there,
to that second facility...

you'll never lay eyes on him
again. He's gone for good.

- Careful there, son.
- It's a map.

Well, then you take it out slow.

Now, he's gonna
be on a transfer bus.

It's like a... It's a big car.

We know what a bus is, jackass.

Yeah.

There'll be a
driver and a guard.

Depending on the number of
prisoners, there could be two.

They will be armed.

But no matter what...

you cannot harm the
driver or the guard.

You can't kill them.

If you do that...

you're gonna bring a whole
raft of new problems in on this.

Do you wanna...? You
want to write this down?

We'll remember it. Go on.

Here. This here's where we are.

This is County Route 99. It's
about five mile west of here.

There's a long,
desolate stretch here...

- and then a hairpin
turn. BIG FOSTER: Mm.

The bus is gonna have to
slow down to take the turn.

They're figuring to
be there this afternoon.

The sheriff's department has
their hands full with the parade.

What if it's all lies?

What if it's not?

Why are you helping us?

Because what happened
to him is wrong...

and I was a part of it.

Okay, well, it sounds
like you got more to tell.

WADE: I wasn't the
one that wronged him...

but I put him in contact
with people who...

Who wanted to harm him,
want to harm all of you...

and I need... I
need to make it right.

Hasil...

walk him partway down,
but you come back right away.

- We don't have much time to act.
- Yes, ma'am.

Uh, there's, uh, one more thing.

The man who was killed, Breece
Dobbs, he was my brother-in-law.

I'm sorry.

WADE: I need to know
the whereabouts of his killer.

I found his weapon and
a witness who told me...

he's a big man...

long, white hair.

There's a lot of big
men on this mountain...

plenty of them with white hair.

You'll need more than
that to get your man.

Yeah, I got more than that.

I also learned he's the
father of Foster Farrell VIII.

I come here, I helped
you. I need you to help me.

Tell me where I can find him.

He's dead.

Yeah. Good.

That's it.

DR. MEHTA: Why did you do it?

LIL' FOSTER: I don't know.

Didn't feel like me.
Not sure I did do it.

That's a sad excuse.

That's the only
one I got. I'm sorry.

It is the State of Kentucky
Department of Corrections' policy...

that prior to transfer
between institutions...

violent inmates
need to be sedated.

I need you to acknowledge
you understand.

Is that what I am now?

A violent man?

Wait, I'm... No.

- I don't understand. I don't want that.
- You don't have a choice.

Wait, listen, Navin, I don't
wanna be full of that poison.

It's not poison.

Listen to me.

If I want to see my home one
last time, even for a second...

I gotta see it clear.

I'm not gonna cause any
trouble, I swear it to you. Please.

Just be calm.

Do you understand?

Thank you.

Here, take this.

But I made this for you.

- I want you to keep...
- No.

Son, you take this.

Much as you
needed this in here...

where you're going you're
going to need it more.

[♪♪♪]

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

[♪♪♪]

[DOOR BUZZES]

[BREATHES DEEPLY]

GUARD: Move it, Farrell.

[ENGINE STARTS]

GIRL 1: Come on,
let's go. GIRL 2: Okay.

GIRL 3: Oh, look.

[CHATTERING]

[LAUGHING]

Hi.

- Oh, hey. WOMAN: Hi.

- Hey, thanks for coming.
- Oh.

- Hey.
- You too. Thank you for coming.

[BAND TUNING]

[GIRLS CHEERING]

Lord, bless us
with your spirit...

as we stand together.

We ask for peace and
justice for our families...

and our community...

and this mountain above us.

Amen.

ALL: Amen.

- You got this.
- Yeah.

[CLEARS THROAT]

[COUGHING]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[ATV ENGINES WHIRRING]

DRIVER: What the hell?

You see that?

This is Vehicle 6024.

Requesting immediate backup.

County Road 99.

Fourteen miles northwest
of Blackburg. Over.

- Come on!
- Shut up!

[INMATE LAUGHS]

BIG FOSTER: Come
on, get on up here.

Yeah!

[MARCHING BAND PLAYING
AND CROWD CHEERING]

WOMAN [OVER RADIO]:
All units be advised...

there is a possible 1098 in
progress County Road 99.

Reporting five individuals
in pursuit, possibly armed.

Requesting immediate backup from
all available law enforcement units.

Ten-four, we're on crowd and traffic
duty. We'll send a unit immediately.

- You get all that?
- Yeah. What the hell's going on?

I don't know. You stay here.
I'm gonna head up Corrections.

Got it.

[♪♪♪]

Pull over. It'll be easier
if we're not moving.

Bullshit, I ain't pulling
over until I see backup.

Damn it.

Damn it.

[YELLS]

BIG FOSTER: Get Hasil!

[MARCHING BAND PLAYING
AND CROWD CHEERING]

LEDDA: Coal kills!

Mountaintop removal kills jobs.

Mountaintop removal
pollutes water.

One Planet does not
care about our children...

or our families,
or our community.

That mountain is
sacred, and it is up to us...

- to protect it.
WOMAN 1: Get out!

MAN: Get out of the street!
- We'll all be held accountable.

- That is enough.
- I've got a right to be here.

You're creating a public safety
hazard. There's kids there.

What are you gonna
do? Arrest me? Huh?

Coal kills!

- Coal kills!
- Arrest her!

Get her off the street now!

[WOMAN 2 SHRIEKS
THEN CROWD CLAMORING]

Coal kills!

- Coal kills!
- Coal kills!

- Coal kills!
- [CHANTING] Coal kills! Coal kills!

Coal kills! Coal kills!

[COUGHING]

Coal kills!

[♪♪♪]

[LAUGHING]

Stop swerving!

HASIL: Hey, pull over!

[ALL GROANING]

BARNABIS: Open the door!

Open it! Open it!

Open the door!

HASIL: Hey, keys.
Let's go. Come on.

BIG FOSTER: Is he
all right? HASIL: Yeah.

BIG FOSTER: You see him
in there, Hasil? Is he all right?

You got him?

- Talk to me. PHIL'UP: Yes, sir.

BIG FOSTER: Well,
hurry it up, then.

HASIL: Hey.

PHIL'UP: Stay where
you are! Don't move.

- Don't you move! HASIL:
You stay down there.

Damn it.

[GROANING]

BIG FOSTER: Hey,
you feel like a frog, boy?

Behave yourself, you might
make it home for supper.

PHIL'UP: Yeah.

MAN: Hey! Let's go!

PHIL'UP: Hey, Lil'. Ha, ha. Look
at you. BARNABIS: I got you, Lil'.

BIG FOSTER: All right,
come on, come on, come on.

[GRUNTS]

This is Sheriff Wade
Houghton here.

Anyone 1023 on the
Corrections situation?

VAN DYKE: Ten-four, sheriff.
Trooper Jim Van Dyke here.

You on your way?

Yeah, I'm on my way.
What's the situation?

Five men on A TVs chased
the bus down, caused a crash.

Bus is on its side here
in the middle of the road.

- Any fatalities?
- Nope.

Guard on board
got pretty banged up.

- The driver's not bad.
- And the prisoners?

What's the situation there?

We caught one. The
other two are long gone.

And do you have a confirmed ID
on the prisoner that you have there?

Sheriff, I just got here, so
I'm playing catch-up on all this.

Give me a second, I'll
find out for you. Hang on.

Okay.

Come on, come on.

- Sheriff?
- Yeah, I'm here. Yeah.

The fella they caught,
last name is Martin.

African-American,
age 31, about 5'10".

Okay. That's okay.

Okay. I'll be right there.

[BREATHING DEEPLY]

[♪♪♪]

[BREATHING DEEPLY]

[YELLING]

Why ain't you dead like
you're supposed to be?

What's this?

Get your goddamn hands off me.

[♪♪♪]

Translated by: Will Motomura