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http://touch2much.blog.me/

 

- Previously on Justified...
- He said he would pay me if--

 

if I found out when the drugs
were coming in, so I found out.

 

She got a cellphone on her?

 

Hello, Cousin Johnny.

 

Yeah, well, Mr. Crowder ain't
going to court.

 

What?
You're just gonna let him skate?

 

- No. I want you to kill him.
- Now, the money I

 

offered Paxton-- how about that
ends up under your mattress?

 

- In exchange for what?
- Telling him you did as

 

he asked, put a bullet in the
back of my head.

 

Rode Dickie Bennett's
shirttails out of Tramble, on

 

- account of the scandal?
- How'd you know?

 

It's protocol to tell
me when a known felon who's

 

tried to kill me a couple times
has been released.

 

Why did you do that to Messer?

 

- I've been... skimming, Dewey.
- You son of a bitch!

 

Boyd put me up to it.
He didn't give me no choice.

 

- You're gonna kill him?
- No, Dewey. You are.

 

It's right down here.

 

How come you keep your money
all the way up here?

 

I got money squirreled
all over, lest some fool happen

 

across the whole chunk at once
and clean me out.

 

- Well, I guess that's smart.
- Hell yeah, it's smart.

 

All we got to do is dig it up,
pack our shit, and we're out of

 

here. Put my cousin and all them

 

assholes in our rearview.
You bring the shovel?

 

Jesus Christ, Messer.
That's all we got to dig with?

 

You said bring a shovel.
This is my shovel.

 

Well, are you a midget?

 

- 'Cause that is a midget shovel.
- It's from my Boy Scouts for

 

camping.
I got it when I was a Webelo.

 

What the hell is a Webelo?

 

It's kind of a Boy Scout.
They run me off, but I kept my

 

- shovel.
- Go on, then. Dig.

 

- Hell, you're right on the spot.
- Right here?

 

- Yep.
- You ain't gonna help?

 

Well, I didn't bring
my shovel 'cause you said you

 

had one.
It's not my fault it's some

 

- Webelo piece of shit.
- All right, well, I guess...

 

I ought to be thankful.
I thought I was a dead man back

 

there for sure.
But here I am making a clean

 

- start.
- Oh, shit.

 

- You all right?
- Just dig, Messer.

 

Keep digging.
Damn it.

 

So is-- is all the money
buried here?

 

Or are we gonna have to dig
somewheres else?

 

Dewey.

 

Son of a bitch.

 

Messer?

 

Wade?
Wade?!

 

Where are you, man?
This ain't funny.

 

¢Ü on this lonely road ¢Ü

 

¢Ü trying to make it home ¢Ü

 

¢Ü doing it by my lonesome ¢Ü

 

¢Ü pissed off, who wants some? ¢Ü

 

¢Ü I'm fighting for my soul ¢Ü

 

¢Ü God get at your boy ¢Ü

 

¢Ü you try to bogard ¢Ü

 

¢Ü fall back, I go hard ¢Ü

 

¢Ü on this lonely road ¢Ü

 

¢Ü trying to make it home ¢Ü

 

¢Ü doing it by my lonesome ¢Ü

 

¢Ü pissed off, who wants some? ¢Ü

 

¢Ü I see them long,
hard times to come ¢Ü

 

Raylan?

 

Sorry.

 

Parts of what you said are
just confusing to me.

 

Which parts?

 

The part where we're running
a confidential informant in Harlan County.

 

The part where that CI is Wade
Messer informing on Boyd Crowder.

 

But kind of mostly the part where you
felt like you couldn't tell me about it.

 

We're telling you about it now.

 

How did you ever believe
Messer would be a reliable CI?

 

- He is a reliable CI.
- Oh, yeah?

 

He gave us a heroin stamp house
affiliated to Crowder just last week.

 

Oh. How did that go?

 

Did you come away
with any product?

 

Not this time.

 

Picked off a couple boys
from his crew, though.

 

Yeah.

 

You got some baby laxative, a
couple hundred baggies, and two

 

knuckleheads who don't know
shit about Boyd or anything else,

 

how is this not on
the front page?

 

Well, the good news is
you don't have to worry about

 

the big picture about Wade
Messer or even Boyd Crowder.

 

All you have to worry about's
finding Wade Messer.

 

You know the man
set me up to be killed?

 

So I recall.

 

He's a drug addict and
a board-certified imbecile.

 

Shouldn't be too
hard to find him, then.

 

Messer had a phone we
provided him with.

 

Was supposed to call us on it last
night, and he failed to do so.

 

Phone GPS put him at a certain
location in Harlan County.

 

Hasn't moved.

 

Audry's, no E.
Familiar with the place?

 

I'm acquainted, yes.

 

And I know Messer
took a swipe at you.

 

That's why I'm
sending Tim along.

 

Keep you from bumbling into some
shit that I have to clean up later.

 

Come on.

 

_

 

Oh, shit. I'm lost.

 

Help!

 

Hey!

 

You're looking thin, cousin.

 

Well, I have had more
time on the elliptical now that

 

I don't have to spend it
wondering how and when you're

 

gonna stab me in the back.

 

Where's Teri?

 

Well, uh, she should
be dropped off right... now.

 

Ava... I sure do hate
seeing you here like this.

 

Doesn't seem right.

 

Don't feel bad, Johnny.

 

I would have had Boyd string you
up till I got out just to watch

 

him skin you like a rabbit.

 

I guess that's why
we're all meeting here...

 

where ain't any one of us
can pull on the other.

 

Well, I figured a
parley behind the confines of

 

metal detectors might keep everybody's
mind on what's important.

 

And what is so
important that you saw fit to

 

lure me out here to the county
jail on such a beautiful day?

 

Oh, you really got to ask?

 

After you hit a delivery
intended for me.

 

I don't know what delivery
you're talking about, cousin.

 

Well, specifics
ain't that important.

 

What's important is the question
of reparations and restitution.

 

Let us start with how
you are gonna make reparations

 

for me taking a belly full of
buckshot on account of you

 

finding Jesus for a minute.

 

Cousin Johnny, your
resentments do harbor some

 

grain of truth, but they are far
removed in the history of

 

wrongdoings that you've
perpetrated over--

 

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!

 

Shit.
I just about forgot how much I

 

hate the sound of your voice--
using every word in the

 

Webster's without ever
saying a damn thing.

 

You want me to get to
the point?

 

Yeah, 25 words or less.

 

You tell me why I should give a
shit.

 

How about one word--
money.

 

Meaning what?
You need some?

 

Oh, well, everybody
needs money, Cousin Johnny.

 

I'm saying there's a lot to be
made if we can set aside our

 

differences for a minute.

 

- You've got to be kidding me.
- I'm not.

 

I'm serious as the Pope, Johnny.
Now, we wouldn't be the first

 

dysfunctional family to ever
make a profit.

 

- Hmm.
- Well, now, see, the

 

thing is, Boyd... I did not come
here to see you.

 

I came here to see Ava.
And now that I have, as far as

 

I'm concerned, this meeting is
done.

 

You should have done right by
me, cousin.

 

I was a believer for a while.
When you come to your senses,

 

sweetheart... you drop me a line.
I'll come for you.

 

Guard.

 

You on him?

 

He's cut south.
Ain't heading to Lexington.

 

Stay on him.
Give him plenty of lead.

 

He pulls off, you pass him up
and wait somewhere he can't see you.

 

- I know how to tail a mark, Boyd.
- Well, you ain't never

 

tailed a Crowder before.

 

Let's just keep those
hands where we can see them.

 

You got a warrant?

 

- How do you know we're even cops?
- 'Cause I ain't stupid.

 

- What you got behind the bar there?
- Sawed off .410.

 

Good choice.
Now, my partner's gonna come

 

back there and secure that
weapon.

 

You're gonna back up and let him
do so.

 

Are we all clear on what's gonna
happen next?

 

.410, huh?

 

You know, we might have shot
you.

 

You'd shoot a kid
holding a baseball bat?

 

Wouldn't look too good.
What are y'all doing?

 

- Whatever we want.
- Doesn't Wade Messer

 

- usually run the bar?
- What do you want with

 

- him?
- Just to talk.

 

- What did you say your name was?
- I didn't.

 

- It's Kendal.
- Kendal Crowe? Huh.

 

I guess I missed you when I was
down in your neck.

 

What brings you up from Florida,
Kendal Crowe?

 

What business is that of yours?

 

You got your brother's charm.

 

- He around?
- You see him around?

 

What about your cousin Dewey?

 

You best get your
eyes checked, you have to ask.

 

That's his number.
History shows only calls made to

 

one number in Lexington--
likely Vasquez.

 

Well, Messer ain't
the brightest bulb in the makeup

 

mirror, but he'd know better
than to use a government phone

 

- around Boyd.
- So he's got another phone.

 

Tell your brother I said hey.

 

God, I ain't prayed in a while.

 

It's just-- I...
Listen, I ain't fixing to die

 

out here in the woods like some
animal.

 

You hear me?
That's bullshit.

 

Jesus, if you help me find him,
once I kill him, I swear, I'll

 

straighten up.
I'll go to church, Sunday

 

school, whatever you want.
But, God damn it, I got to get

 

this thing done, you understand?
I ain't ever asked you for shit!

 

Least you could do is--

 

Well, hallelujah.

 

That the tree Messer
strung you up on, let

 

Dickie Bennett work you with a
fungo bat?

 

Think Dickie did the stringing.

 

- Messer was more of an accessory.
- What say we go in, poke

 

- around?
- He ain't here.

 

Or he's dead in the back
room, just inches away from the

 

- phone could have saved his life.
- That is one

 

- possibility.
- You don't seem all that

 

- excited about finding our guy.
- Well, he did set me

 

up to die.
Maybe my investment into his

 

- well-being is a little shaky.
- I want to check the

 

- door.
- So check the door.

 

Dog, dog, dog!

 

- Holy shit.
- Did it get you?

 

No, but I think
something just came between me

 

- and my Calvins.
- Hey!

 

Hey! Who the hell are you pointing
your guns at my dog?

 

US Marshals.
Could you please restrain this

 

- animal?
- What can I do you for?

 

Chain it up before we
have to paint the yard with it.

 

Chelsea!

 

Come here, baby.

 

That's right. Yeah.
My little chocolate lover.

 

Y'all well can come down now.

 

Danny, right?
Danny Crowe.

 

- Same.
- You're the one that

 

had that big old mastiff just
about took my leg off in

 

- Clewiston.
- Yeah. That was Mitzi.

 

She's one special animal.
Kissing cousin to this one right

 

here.
Ain't that right, baby?

 

- Yeah.
- Chelsea's got a big

 

set of balls on her.

 

Hey, buddy, do
yourself a favor-- don't talk

 

- about my dog again.
- How is it you come to be

 

living in Wade Messer's house,
Danny Crowe?

 

Well, I'm his
roommate now that I landed.

 

- That's a sitcom I'd pay to see.
- Well, he ain't here now.

 

You boys are more than
welcome to take a look around.

 

I ain't got nothing to hide.
I'm sure little Chelsea here

 

would love to show you around.
Ain't that right, girl?

 

That's right. Yeah.

 

Pleasure's all mine.

 

Son of a bitch.

 

Help me. Please.

 

Don't look at me, man.
I'm sorry, man.

 

- Don't look at me.
- Help me.

 

You okay, mister?
You lost? You look pretty bad.

 

Yeah, I'm lost.
Don't come any closer.

 

- Why not?
- Well, I-I got bit by

 

something.
I might be contagious.

 

I think maybe you got
sunstroke, mister.

 

Just-- just-- just
stay there.

 

- Okay?
- Oh, my lord.

 

- What has happened to you?
- Y-y-y'all just--

 

y-y'all just stay there, okay?
I mean it.

 

I-I know you're confused,
honey, but it's gonna be all

 

right.
We're here to help you.

 

Vince, clear a spot on the back
for him.

 

All right, all right,
all right!

 

I'll come to you.
I'll come to you, all right?

 

Just-- just let let me-- I-I'm
gonna walk down.

 

Just-- I'll come to you, okay?
Okay.

 

Of course, honey.
Y-you just come on down to us.

 

- Just-- easy does it.
- You stuck, mister?

 

No, I'm good.
I got it.

 

- Help. Help.
- Oh, God!

 

Oh, God, my head! It hurts!
We got to get him out of here.

 

- I think I'm gonna faint.
- We've got to get him out of

 

here pronto.
He's losing it.

 

Now, l-let me get
this all straight.

 

We got US Marshals banging on
doors all over town, plus Dewey

 

and the dipshit we sent him to
kill are both MIA.

 

Is that about right, or am I
leaving something out?

 

Well, we are out of
wild turkey.

 

Y'all understand how
that's bad, right?

 

What are federals
after some needledick hillbilly

 

- over, anyway?
- They ain't.

 

They after me.
This is the same marshal that

 

put me in Starke.
He got a bone to pick.

 

- So here he is.
- Well, you know what I

 

- say.
- Yeah, Danny, I know

 

what you want to do.
You want to kill him, right?

 

You want to execute a government
official because what?

 

He insulted your dumbass dog,
Chicklet.

 

- Her name is Chelsea.
- If we kill

 

- him now, it means we go again.
- Right.

 

But this time,
they follow us forever.

 

God damn it.
I told you that I should have

 

- killed Messer.
- And I told you it's

 

Dewey's turn.
I got my reasons, so let's not

 

- waste time and go over it again.
- So what you

 

- want to do?
- I want to find my

 

cousin Dewey and make sure he
took care of business.

 

And if he didn't, I'm gonna take
care of business, which may mean

 

taking care of Dewey.
Everybody understand the gravity

 

- of what I'm talking about here?
- Mm-hmm.

 

Yes?
All right, Kendal, go on and

 

- take care of the bar.
- Bitch.

 

We are out of wild turkey.

 

Yeah, I heard as
much, and I'm gonna file that

 

under "Least of our goddamn
problems."

 

You coming?

 

- Something funny, darling?
- No. Nothing.

 

- Mm. Where we off to this fine afternoon?
- Dining hall.

 

Been eating all right since
you processed?

 

A lot of white girls have
trouble keeping food down.

 

Get too skinny in here.
It's unbecoming.

 

What is it we're talking about

 

- here exactly?
- We're just having a

 

conversation, is all.
I'm Albert, by the way.

 

Well, Albert, I'm not
feeling much more like

 

conversating.
Maybe I'm just a little peckish.

 

Yeah, some girls get peckish.
Mm-hmm.

 

Maybe take to squirreling away
foodstuffs in their cells, huh?

 

Help mitigate those hunger pains
in the night.

 

Oh, so you're here to
toss the cell?

 

Well, go on.
Do what you got to do.

 

What were you smirking at
when I come in?

 

- Nothing.
- Girl, you "Nothing" me again,

 

I will smash your face into that
toilet till there ain't nothing

 

left to recognize.
Now answer my question.

 

I was thinking, "Aren't
you a little short for a

 

- Stormtrooper?"
- You're a pretty girl, huh?

 

Like maybe-- maybe not like you
once was, but pretty enough.

 

I give you a compliment.
Don't that get me a "Thank you,"

 

- at least?
- Thank you.

 

You're welcome.
Now disrobe and bend over.

 

- What?
- You heard me.

 

- Bullshit.
- Good.

 

Tell me how I'm gonna regret
this, huh?

 

I love it.
Now you disrobe and bend over or

 

- I'm just gonna have to make you.
- Get off of me!

 

- Officer Fekus?
- I-I said, "Stop resisting."

 

- We good?
- I said, "Stop resisting."

 

- There a problem in here?
- I tripped.

 

- I grabbed his arm. My bad.
- Need to be careful in here,

 

lady.
This ain't a cotillion.

 

Let's get you to the dining
hall.

 

- He still headed west?
- He'll hit Nashville before

 

too long.
I'm gonna need gas soon.

 

Well, then, so will be.
Now, he stops, you stop

 

somewhere close and use that can
I put in the back.

 

Just don't let him out of your sight.
Raylan Givens.

 

Well, I'm afraid you caught us
with our closed sign up.

 

Now, I'd offer to re-open, but
you've yet to spend a dollar in

 

- my bar.
- Allow me a minute to

 

collect my wits such to reply.
I'm overcome trying to factor

 

how many weapons you're armed
with.

 

Well, not armed as such.

 

Just transporting goods from
point A to point B--

 

IE, this legally procured
hunting implement out to the

 

- shed for safekeeping.
- You know

 

- Deputy Gutterson.
- Well, I believe we have

 

a friend in common.
Or should I say "Had"?

 

Oh, I'm not sure I'd
call him a friend.

 

Well, I'm not sure he
would, either.

 

Felon carrying a firearm.

 

Could violate you, put the
wheels in motion for charges.

 

Suppose there'd be some
satisfaction, but, at the

 

moment, we have a more pressing
concern.

 

I understand Wade Messer worked
principally for you.

 

Well, your use of the
past tense gives me some sense

 

- of foreboding.
- Last day or so, the

 

man's wandered some off the
radar.

 

And what leads you to
surmise he has any continued

 

- affiliation with me?
- Well, I know he was

 

informing our office on your
activities, and I know you know

 

that because you've been feeding
him bullshit.

 

Boy, Raylan Givens, I
have no idea what it is you're

 

- implying.
- You fed Messer bullshit

 

so he'd feed the same bullshit
to the AUSA, and they could go

 

- on thinking he's a viable CI.
- While no doubt using

 

him to strip every dime you
could out of Audry's.

 

And now that their
confidential informant's gone

 

- missing...
- Horrible thought, but

 

just suppose the man turns up
dead somewhere.

 

Absent any clear leads
otherwise, it makes you look

 

- very shiny as a suspect.
- Really kind of the only

 

- suspect.
- And suppose he just

 

- went fishing.
- You think that's what

 

- happened?
- Well, I don't know

 

because he didn't invite me on
his fishing trip.

 

- Did you try calling him?
- We would, but we found

 

- his phone at Audry's.
- Smart criminal might

 

consider giving his crew a
burner phone, one only the boss

 

knows the number to, thereby
minimizing exposure.

 

Raylan Givens, are you
flattering me?

 

Give us the number
to his burner, and let's see if

 

he's got it with him on his
fishing trip.

 

Well, now that I have fully

 

cooperated with law enforcement,
am I free to go?

 

Tim, you mind
sticking around, keeping Boyd

 

- company a minute?
- Well, I was hoping.

 

- Give me my pen.
- Where you going?

 

Find out whether what
you gave us is bullshit.

 

I just texted you a number for
GPS.

 

Yep. Okay.

 

- Mullen.
- Art, it's Ed.

 

Listen, you still interested
in what went down the night

 

- Nicky Augustine was murdered?
- Yeah.

 

- You got a little tidbit for me?
- Oh, I've got more than a

 

- tidbit.
- Really?

 

- Well, what do you know?
- I think it's best if you come

 

- up to Detroit tonight.
- All right.

 

Let me see if I can get up there
tonight.

 

All right.

 

Nothing?

 

- No.
- Well, then, we keep

 

looking.
Meantime, let's get something

 

behind the bar with a little bit
more pop, so next time baby

 

brother has something to defend
himself with other than his

 

- dick?
- How about a little

 

- sawed-off shorty?
- Yeah, that'd do her.

 

- Yeah.
- Dewey.

 

Hey, man, where you at?
Hey-- what?

 

Oh, sh-- are you goddamn crying?
Okay, just sit tight, son.

 

Yeah, I'm coming to get you.
Yeah.

 

I'm gonna get this all
straightened out.

 

The owner hadn't seen
him, and he called the night

 

lady-- she hadn't either.
You sure this is where GPS

 

pings to?
It's pretty deserted.

 

No, I think I'll, uh...
You know what? Never mind.

 

- I think I might have found him.
- Well, see, it's all

 

'cause Messer brought this
little Webelo shovel.

 

- A what?
- A Webelo shovel.

 

- It's like a--
- D-Dewey, stop, man.

 

I can't even take it.
You have any idea at all where

 

he's at now?
Huh?

 

Yeah, well, we come
down this ATV trail next to this

 

little, like, bed-and-breakfast.
Now, he ain't gonna be far

 

'cause he was just about dead
when I come up on him.

 

You believe me. Right, Darryl?
I mean, the man was-- was dead.

 

- I don't know how--
- How what?

 

How a dead man got up and walked
off into the woods?

 

I'm having a little trouble with
that one, cousin.

 

- So what happens now?
- Go up there.

 

We're gonna find him.
And if need be, you're gonna

 

- finish the job.
- What happens if-- if

 

- we don't find him?
- Ooh.

 

Well, that's a whole other
situation, then, ain't it?

 

Holy shit.

 

Looks like your problem got took
care of on its own.

 

Lucky for you, cousin.
Lucky for you, boy.

 

You want to challenge?
Did you find everything you were

 

- looking for out there, Raylan?
- If everything

 

includes Wade Messer with a
couple of bullet holes in him, I

 

- supposed I did.
- He's dead?

 

Little B&B on Route 3
up in the woods some beyond.

 

Looks like he took a couple
pops, then wandered around like

 

a chicken with its head cut
off through the woods.

 

Well, I'm genuinely
sorry to hear that.

 

- Mm-hmm.
- Well, I'll be on my

 

- way.
- Where is it you're in

 

- such a hurry to get to, Boyd?
- My life, Raylan, which,

 

no offense, the less you're a
part of, the better.

 

What, you're still thinking
you're gonna pin this on me?

 

I don't know.
Tim, what do you think?

 

History of violence, in
a hurry somewhere with a gun,

 

the victim was a CI against
him-- I say we let him go.

 

Hold on a second.
I'm the one who volunteered the

 

very information that led you
to the man's body.

 

Now, I am no legal scholar, but
I believe I satisfied the writ

 

of habeas corpus of my own
volition.

 

Boyd, if we thought
that you did it, you'd be in a

 

holding cell already, and a
happier thought I can

 

- scarcely conjure.
- Well, if the Crowes

 

have alighted on the wire as
your friend here says, they are

 

your problem, Raylan.
Not me.

 

- Got another one of them?
- Never took you for a smoker, Crane.

 

- Been that kind of day, I guess.
- It's always that kind of day

 

at this place.
Enough to make me want to take a

 

bath in hand sanitizer.

 

That inmate from before--
little blond piece of ass.

 

Can't tell which way she
swings, though.

 

- Matter of time.
- Yeah, here's the thing.

 

She's protected, you stupid shit.
You can't see that?

 

Maybe this eyeball ain't any use
to you anymore.

 

- No, please.
- Never again.

 

Understand?
Say it.

 

N-never again. Never again.

 

You really do have a nice
smile.

 

You know that?

 

How long are you

 

aiming to keep me locked up like
this?

 

Till your dumb ass
sobers up and starts acting

 

- right.
- You can't keep me in

 

here, Darryl.
This is false imprisonment or

 

- some shit.
- So, what, you gonna

 

- call the law on me?
- Well, supposing I did,

 

you son of a bitch, what then?
Huh?

 

All that shit you made me do,
dragging Messer into the woods

 

to kill him-- why'd you make me
do that, huh?

 

- Why?!
- Hey! Hey!

 

You about done with your little
hissy fit?

 

Huh?
Can we talk?

 

Why did you make me do that?

 

I'll tell you why.
So I know you a damn Crowe.

 

- You're one of us.
- I ain't one of you.

 

You ain't?
Huh?

 

So go on and run away like a
full-blown bitch.

 

Go ahead.
But I'll tell you what-- you

 

get out in the world and take to
running your mouth about your

 

kin and all the bad shit we
done, just remember which one of

 

us pulled that trigger on
Messer.

 

Yeah, big man.
That was all you, boy.

 

All you.
Or you can take the plunge, stay

 

with family, be a part of what
the Crowes are building here,

 

reap the benefits of that good
loyalty.

 

Sounds like you're
selling me tires.

 

Nah, I'm selling you
a life, Dewey Crowe.

 

You just got to make a choice.

 

Well, that explains why
my cousin's got his swagger

 

- back. Balls to carry out a hit that size.
- Who is it?

 

You ever heard of
Rodney "Hot Rod" Dunham?

 

- Shit.
- "Shit" is right.

 

But you know what they say--
the bigger they are, the harder

 

- they fall.
- So what?

 

- We doing this now?
- Mm. Not tonight.

 

You gonna cut down a tree that
size, you need to make sure you

 

bring a very big saw.
But soon.

 

Real goddamn soon.

 

Great, great, great.
All that checks out.

 

Hey.

 

Got a slug from the body-- .32.
Wandered all over the mountain,

 

dogs tracked where it could have
went down, but it had already

 

been cleaned up.
All they found was the head of

 

- some sort of camp shovel.
- It was the Crowes.

 

I don't know which one, but my
money's either on Danny or the

 

- Haitian.
- Well, KSP brought them in one

 

and all for questioning, and
their stories hold up.

 

Plenty of time to get
the narrative straight with me

 

- poking around all the day of.
- Yeah, you know, my office

 

likes things simple, and simple
is CI informs on a crime boss,

 

turns up dead, said CI is
likely to have been killed by

 

said crime boss.
What? That's funny?

 

What's funny is you
calling Boyd Crowder a crime

 

- boss.
- You know what's funny to me?

 

- Huh?
- Your continuing insistence

 

- that he's not.
- Hey, I wish it was

 

Boyd.
I'd put the cuffs on him myself.

 

But you want justice for
Wade Messer, start with the

 

- Crowes.
- Interesting.

 

The same Crowes that you had
occasion to visit down in

 

- Hendry County, Florida?
- Where I was sent.

 

And lo these few weeks later,
here they are in Kentucky.

 

What?
Did y'all carpool up together?

 

Nice work tracking Messer,
though.

 

You're right.
Art probably should have told

 

- you he was our CI.
- Probably.

 

Hey. Where is Art?

 

Detroit PD picked him up on
a missing license plate.

 

He popped with NCIC.
It turns out he's a

 

reasonable-sized fish-- some
Canadian drug thing.

 

- What's his angle?
- Oh, he'd sell his own dick in

 

a gift box for a ride back
across the river to the Queen's

 

whatever.
Figured you'd want to hear what

 

- he's offering.
- Thanks.

 

Good luck.

 

You the Kentucky guy?

 

I'm the Kentucky guy.
Oh, The Bluegrass State.

 

- Never been.
- Not sure you're gonna

 

get the chance, looking at your
jacket.

 

Well, it's my loss, I'm sure.
So what do you want to know?

 

I want to know what
happened on the tarmac outside

 

of Lexington the night
Nicky Augustine was killed.

 

Look, like I told the last
guy, it's all hearsay.

 

- I don't care.
- Well, in my dealings with the

 

late, great psycho shithead
Sammy Tonin, he told me a couple

 

times that he had a Kentucky
lawman in his pocket or a

 

lawman in Kentucky-- one of the
two-- and that he was there the

 

night he took out
Nicky Augustine.

 

- Continue.
- That's all.

 

- That's all?
- Mm-hmm.

 

Well, it's up to
Chief Kirkland, but I don't

 

think that's gonna get you back
up north to your free

 

- healthcare.
- Okay, look, if you want the

 

full story, you have to talk to
Picker.

 

He was Sammy's right-hand man
until-- well, until he killed

 

- him.
- Picker?

 

Yeah, I don't know if that's
a first name, last name, or nom

 

- de guerre.
- Is he still around here?

 

Your lucky day.
I think out of fear of what evil

 

henchmen Theo Tonin might still
have hanging around, he's laying

 

low in your neck of the woods
with a man named Wynn Duffy.

 

Intercom's all screwed up.
I didn't hear a thing.

 

So you gonna send him back

 

- across the river?
- Well, might as well.

 

We got too many damn Canadians
in this country.

 

- Justin Bieber, Celine Dion...
- Steve Nash.

 

Take care, Art.

 

You good?

 

- I'm good.
- Oh.

 

- That was just, uh--
- Think maybe I was working

 

- some stuff out on you, there.
- I'm not complaining.

 

You staying?

 

- You want me to stay?
- Do whatever you want.

 

- You should go.
- Okay.

 

- You mean now?
- If you're going.

 

Did I miss a part of
the conversation?

 

Where I said something
off-color?

 

I'm doing a thing, aren't I?

 

Maybe.

 

There's this kid-- he's eight.
Mom's run off years ago, so

 

dad's taken to chaining him up
in the garage.

 

He's got this bucket to do his
business in.

 

Sometimes he's not checked on
for days, so I pull him out of

 

there.
He's barely speaking English.

 

He's blinking in the sunlight
like something living in a cave,

 

- which I suppose he was.
- This is today?

 

Got the law and all.
Kid hadn't eaten in God knows

 

when.
He was like this other species,

 

like something pitiful.
Anyway, I'm walking back to the

 

car, and daddy comes at me with
a tire iron saying there's no

 

way I'm gonna break up his
family, saying that boy's all

 

he's got.
He would've beat me to death if

 

the police wasn't there...
All 'cause this boy he had

 

chained to a radiator-- worse
than you treat your worst

 

- enemy-- family.
- Hey, come here.

 

- You staying?
- Yeah, I'm staying.

 

Christ, this smells, don't it?

 

You ought to be used to it by
now.

 

What is this?
What's this skin?

 

Oh, it's, uh, some kind of
racial thing.

 

- You think he's gonna turn up?
- Nah. He's gone.

 

My guess is he's gonna wind up
being the subject of some kind

 

of myth or folklore.
You know-- "What the hell ever

 

happened to Boyd Crowder?"
That'll be that.

 

Mooney, I think you can
guarantee come next election,

 

you will no longer be "Acting"
Sheriff.

 

- Thank you, sir.
- That'll be all.

 

Mara, honey, when's dinner gonna
be ready?

 

I sure did miss your cooking in
the hospital.

 

Just a few more minutes.
Oh, Lee, now that Boyd's dead,

 

you still want to proceed with
the case against Ava Crowder?

 

Hell yes, I want to pursue it.

 

That trash deserves every
second she gets inside.

 

She already killed her own
husband and walked on that.

 

- Good riddance.
- Okay.

 

Party's over, revelers.

 

Leave your drinks where they
are.

 

- Get the hell out.
- Us, too?

 

Everybody.
Everybody except you.

 

Looks like you lost some of that
Everglades tan since you landed.

 

Come up in here to
cause trouble?

 

Huh?
Swinging around that big, old

 

federal dick of yours, huh?
Is that what you come to do?

 

Or you come to find out about
our day manager who's gone

 

missing?
'Cause we done talked to the

 

state's bacon about that
already.

 

All your stories in lock step.

 

- Guess you've had some practice.
- Oh, yeah, we had a

 

- whole lot of practice.
- I still can't figure

 

out why you killed him.
Whether it was 'cause he was

 

skimming or just in your way.
Maybe it was 'cause you knew he

 

was a CI.
That's a possibility.

 

Unless he was
informing on us, and I don't see

 

how he could be, considering we
ain't got nothing to inform on.

 

Them reasons don't mean nothing
to us.

 

True. Okay.
Irrespective why you killed

 

Messer, here's the deal.
You got to leave this place.

 

You and your people back to
Florida, wherever have you, I

 

don't care, but you can't stay
here.

 

You understand?

 

Marshal, you know good and well

 

ain't nobody going nowhere.
Matter of fact, we came up here

 

to lay down roots.
'Sides, if you had good enough

 

reason to run us out of here,
you'd have done it already.

 

- Ain't that right?
- Just remember, so

 

when later you're regretting the
decision you made, remember

 

- I gave you the chance.
- I'll tie a string

 

- around my finger, all right?
- Yeah, I'll just be

 

collecting what I came for and
be on my way.

 

Yeah, what you came for?

 

Kendal Crowe.
You're coming with me.

 

Whoa, whoa.
Is that supposed to be funny?

 

Not so much funny
ha-ha as funny odd.

 

Meaning when I was in here the
other day, I found it odd that

 

you had a minor behind the bar
in a house of ill repute.

 

Kendal?

 

Man, that boy done seen shit you
and I can't imagine.

 

Well, yet here I am
with a mandate to remove the

 

minor Kendal Crowe into state's
custody.

 

Man, don't nobody
care about that bullshit.

 

It's for the safety
and wellbeing of the child.

 

You understand.
Time to go. Get what you need.

 

Toothbrush would be good, but
CPS will provide anything else,

 

- within bounds.
- Kendal, you stay right there.

 

He'll leave out of here over my

 

- dead, white body.
- Well, I may just be

 

able to arrange that.
Tell your brother he takes any

 

step further out of my line of
sight, that'll be the last step

 

- he ever takes.
- Talking like that

 

means you don't know my brother
Danny.

 

You sure this is how

 

you want it to go down, Darryl?
Not for me to say, but I would

 

encourage you to consider what
happens after what happens next.

 

I considered it, and
I don't give a shit.

 

You ain't taking my baby
brother.

 

This is your last chance to walk
up out of here alive.

 

- It's decided, then.
- I'll go.

 

Kendal, you ain't
going no--

 

No, Darryl, I'll go.
You know what to do.

 

Ain't up to me, but I say we go.

 

- This is it?
- Three from the night

 

you and Jimmy almost got hit.
Rest from the night they hit the shipment.