Previously on "Justified"....
You shot the one man makes a difference to me and
somehow convinced Kendal to throw away his life to save yours.
Darryl: Man, you crazy.
- Boyd Crowder is dead? - Wynn: Very dead, indeed.
- The other one? - Wynn: Darryl Crowe? - Sí.
- You want him? I'll find him. - By sundown tomorrow.
Wynn: I told them I executed you. I suggested they get a hotel
- while I track down Darryl Crowe. - Boyd: A friend of mine discovered
what he believes to be 5 or 6 kilos of heroin.
I think they call them "bricks." Darryl Crowe Jr. is looking to
- build a house with those bricks. - Raylan: We don't want him on felony possession.
- We want him on attempted murder. - Ava: I thought about your proposal about Boyd.
- I'm gonna talk to him. I'm gonna get him to cooperate. - Raylan: You're too late.
- Boyd already cooperated. - Boyd: Now, I want to know where we stand on our deal.
Raylan: You said you'd help us get him. You didn't get him.
So we'll be proceeding to bring charges against you A.S.A.P.
- Boyd: Jimmy? You got those last six keys? - I do.
Boyd: Put them in the ceiling above my desk, then hit the road.
Yeah, Boyd.
[cellphone thuds]
Kendal will be tried for attempted murder of a federal officer as an adult.
- Wendy: Who did this?! - Raylan: I did.
5x13 - "Restitution"
Tim: Everything we've been through to get them here, now you want to cut them loose.
Raylan: They can't hang themselves if we don't give them any rope.
- Rachel: What about Wendy? - Raylan: I want to keep her here a bit.
- Rachel: But if we're not charging her... - Raylan: We can hold her for
- a couple of hours. - Rachel: I know we can hold her.
- Just trying to figure out what it is you're up to. - Darryl: Hey!
- You ain't just walking away from this bullshit, man. - Tim: Easy, now, Darryl.
Darryl: What, you got some personal shit against my family, huh?
Raylan: You want to confess, we'll listen. Otherwise, you should go.
Darryl: Yeah, how about I just smack the shit out of you right here?
Wendy: Jesus christ, Darryl. Would you please not make it worse?
Raylan: Don't worry. He won't. Staying out of jail's the whole point.
Darryl: Yeah, you big and tough around all these marshals.
Why don't we step outside?
- You ain't so big and tough, right? - Raylan: I ain't your problem, Darryl.
- Darryl: And what is? - Raylan: Kendal is. He'll be here soon
for arraignment. He hears the full weight of the charges
against him, I got a feeling his story might change.
- We both know what happens then. - Darryl: I'm gonna tell you
what happens then. I'm gonna go that good lawyer I was speaking to.
Ain't no way in hell y'all are charging him as an adult.
- Let's go, Wendy. - Rachel: We're holding her.
- Darryl: Why? - Rachel: Because we said so.
Darryl: I'm gonna go take care of this, Wendy, all right? I'll be back soon.
You and me, Raylan. That's a goddamn promise.
[elevator bell dings]
[indistinct talking] Raylan: Your brother ain't coming back.
- Wendy: Go to hell. - Raylan: Right now, he's making a list, and it does not
- include coming back to defend your child. - Wendy: Darryl was right.
That boy makes one awful mistake, and you're prepared to throw
- his entire life away for it. - Raylan: You're wrong about Darryl.
You're wrong about Kendal. I'm gonna prove that to you.
Darryl: [shouts] [grunts]
- Hey, you that other marshal, huh? - Tim: Yeah, I'm gonna need you
- to keep your hands where I can see them, Darryl. - Darryl: I ain't trying to start no shit.
[inhales sharply] I'm just tired.
I'm trying to see ... is there a motel around here I could go catch a couple,
- two, three hours of sleep? - Tim: Well, there's a motel 6 over where the 75 hits the 60.
- Darryl: Is that right? - Tim: Yeah.
Darryl: I don't know the area too well. You think I could follow you? [Tim chuckles]
- The way this works, Darryl... - Darryl: Mm.
- Tim: ...is I follow you around. - Darryl: Well, suit yourself.
- That car don't look too good for sleeping, though. - Tim: You know, my second tour in Afghanistan...
- Darryl: Yeah? - Tim: ...me and my spotter spent four days
on a freezing mountain, just watching this village where someone thought
- Mustafa Mohamed Falhid might be hiding. - Darryl: Mm.
Tim: So while I appreciate your concern, this here?
This may as well be a slow night in the champagne room for how
comfortably erect I'm gonna be watching your bitch ass squirm about.
- Darryl: Okay. - Tim: You need anything else?
- Darryl: Well, you all catch him? - Tim: Oh, you don't what to know what we did to that guy.
Darryl: Mm. [breathes deeply]
Well, if you want to cuddle, you know where to find me.
- Tim: Oh, yeah. - Darryl: Two knocks, I'll hold you real good.
[muffled shout in distance]
- Drop the gun, Boyd. - Boyd: Well, that's one way to go.
The other way is, I shoot you. See if I can get your amigo before he gets me.
You could do that. But how are you going to get him?
[Boyd sighs]
You should know ...
your friend tried to escape to warn you when he heard
- your keys in the door. - Boyd: He's a good man.
He was. [gunshot] [muffled shout]
Boyd: No! [muffled whimpering]
Boyd: No!
You were told no bodies could be found in Mexico. [whimpering stops]
So now the bodies of those responsible will be found in the U.S.
[title music]
♪ 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 ♪
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Wynn Duffy told us he killed you.
Boyd: Well, maybe I took a page from the book of mark and have risen.
I wasn't sure, after you saw us, if you would come back.
Well, Alberto, to be quite honest, I didn't think that you
- were in town for me. - Was it that?
Or was it that you needed these before you ran?
Boyd: I didn't execute those men in the desert.
You were the one who made promises.
- Boyd: Darryl Crowe is who you want. - We want both of you.
You have until noon. Deliver him quickly, you die quickly.
[sighs]
Hey.
[exhales slowly]
[sighs]
Boyd: Well, Mr. Yoon has got you mighty paranoid, don't you think?
[chuckles]
I will see everything you send.
Screw with me, you will be begging for a bullet.
[door opens]
- Raylan: How you doing, Kendal? - Kendal: Better when you tell
- me what the hell I'm here for. - Raylan: You're a tough kid. I get it.
I'm just here to talk, off the record ... see if there's anything
you want to say, any questions you got before your arraignment.
- Kendal: I'm fine. - Raylan: Fair enough.
Anything I can get you before we start?
Kendal: You still got that coffee machine?
Raylan: The one with the good cocoa? [Kendal chuckles softly]
Raylan: [chuckles]
Yeah, I think that can be arranged. By the way, a federal judge has
approved the U.S. Attorney's request to try you as an adult.
- Kendal: What? - Raylan: You hadn't heard about that?
Yeah, A.U.S.A. has decided you're gonna take the full weight of your crime.
Means you ain't going to juvie now.
You're looking at 40 years to life, hard time, federal penitentiary.
I'll get you the cocoa.
[indistinct conversations]
Ava: [sighs]
Guess it's true what they say
about hard times showing you who your friends are.
I'm going with them, Ava.
Just felt like I had to tell you to your face.
- Ava: Nikki, you know I ... - What I know is, only two of
us saw Genny come out of that bathroom.
Which means, if you're not the snitch, then I must be. I'm sorry, Ava.
Yesterday, your little coven wouldn't let me get near you.
Today, I walk up. They don't even blink.
Ava: Yesterday, you had the frauleins with you.
My girls were just keeping it fair.
Maybe your girls realize it don't pay to associate with a snitch.
- Ava: I... didn't... snitch. - Others say different.
Ava: Well, here we are, just the two of us. You want to
make this our time? Because it might not go the way you think.
Which of you think I snitched Genny to the hacks? Think again.
I didn't snitch when my hair got chopped. Hey, Gretchen ... I snitch when
my hair got chopped? Oh, you got nothing to say now. How's that?
- Maybe 'cause you're the one snitched out your own girl. - You must be using your own
- product, 'cause you saying some crazy shit. - Ava: Makes sense, knowing you come
at me yourself, my old man'll snuff out your beloved brother.
- I want you... I'll come get you. - Ava: Nah, nah, nah.
You rather have someone else do your dirty. Word for someone like that where
- I'm from is "coward." - Crowder! Get off that goddamn table.
Crowder!
[door opens] [Raylan sighs]
- Kendal: 40 years? - Raylan: Yeah.
- Kendal: That's bullshit. - Raylan: Oh, I promise you it's very real.
Nothing you can't handle. You handled growing up with Darryl and Danny, you
can handle this. Hell, I saw the way you walked in the marshal's office right
after you did it like it was nothing. You're a stone-cold badass, boy.
- Kendal: Yeah, but 40 years? - Raylan: Let me get those off.
Make it easier for you to drink your cocoa.
Say, what's the first thing you ever killed? You're from Florida, right?
- Gator, maybe. - Kendal: When I was 11.
Raylan: I was 11, too, or thereabouts. Wasn't a gator, though.
Will Hendricks' pig got out of its pen, went feral,
started tearing up my mama's vegetable patch.
Arlo built the trap, caught it, gave me a gun, said, "get 'er done."
[chuckles] You ever see a pig that's gone feral?
Nasty. Tusks grow. They get dirty, ill-tempered.
They don't look bad from a distance, but... get up close, best watch your ass.
- You hook the gator before you...? - Kendal: Danny hooked him.
- Wanted to do it himself, but Darryl said it was my time. - Raylan: Well, there you are,
pointing that gun at something that's staring back at you, right?
Longer I stood there, the less I wanted to do it. Not that I had a choice.
- Arlo'd tan my hide if I didn't. - Kendal: Danny called me a pussy.
Raylan: Ain't about being a pussy, though, is it?
No small thing, taking a life.
Hell, my hand was shaking so bad, first shot nearly missed. [chuckles]
Pig squealing, bucking, spraying blood. [inhales deeply]
Put three more shots just to get it to lay still.
I knew I should have felt good about it, but... I didn't.
Walked home, stepped through the front door, and threw up.
That's when Arlo called me a pussy. [chuckles]
He beat the shit out of me, too.
Started thinking less about what I'd done to that pig and more
- about what I'd like to do to Arlo. - Kendal: Well, did you do it?
Raylan: Not as such.
I always wondered, though, if I didn't join the marshals just
to prove something to him ... what a badass I was.
Maybe just to spite him.
He hated me being a lawman.
And I knew. I knew when I joined that...
I might have to shoot someone in the line of duty. But first time it happened,
god damn if it wasn't the same feeling ...
sick to my stomach. Just kept asking myself if there
was something I could have done different short of pulling my gun.
- What was it like for you? - Kendal: What, the gator? It's a goddamn dinosaur.
- Who gives a shit? - Raylan: No, the other day.
- Kendal: What? - Raylan: The other day, when you shot that man.
Kendal: Like I said, it was ... all I saw was a star on his belt.
Didn't mean for anybody to get hurt.
Raylan: Your cocoa's getting cold.
Wendy: [sobs] All right. He didn't do it.
- Raylan: No shit. - Wendy: So what do we do?
Raylan: You wear a wire. You get Darryl talking.
He admits to shooting art, Kendal's off the hook.
- Wendy: Raylan, you listen to me ... I can't wear a wire. - Raylan: It's the only chance your boy's got.
Wendy: No. Raylan, if I walk in there to see Darryl and you guys
are sitting out front in your van, he's gonna smell it on me.
- Raylan: We hear anything, we go in. - Wendy: I will be dead by the
time the door opens. Do you understand me? A wire is not an option.
Raylan: Well, then you got a problem, don't you?
[engine turns over]
[tires screech]
[horns honking] Darryl: Yeah.
[door opens]
Boyd: Like I said, you ain't gonna find him at Audrey's.
The man is laying low. He's afraid of retribution for the marshal he shot.
[speaking Spanish]
[door opens, closes]
Boyd: This y'all's first time in the States?
Oh, come on, now. You ain't got to be like that. I know you speak English.
Are you gonna deny a condemned man a little conversation?
- We've been here before. - Boyd: And you like it?
- Some of it. - Boyd: Well, that just means
you ain't seen enough of it. [scoffs] Boyd: How would you like to
stay here permanently, start working for the other side?
This is as straight an offer as I can make.
Now, Alberto walks back in this room, you kill him. And in exchange,
I make you full partners in my organization. I have an opening on my crew, as you
well know. Now, the first order of business ... we sell that off, we split
the profits, and we go have us one hell of a weekend in Las Vegas, Nevada.
Now, you ever been? Now, some folks say Disneyland is the happiest place on Earth.
Well, I promise those folks ain't never partied with Boyd Crowder in Sin City.
And all you got to do is kill one man
who don't give two shits about either one of you.
Start your life anew. This is your moment.
Right now. This is your moment.
- Qué? - He says we kill you, he'll give us the dope,
- make us his cómplices. - Quite an offer. Anything else?
Take us to Vegas.
Some drinking, some gambling, and then you all screw?
Boyd: You know what your problem is, Alberto?
You just don't know how to talk to people.
[laughter]
How many times we been to Vegas? Six? Seven?
- [scoffs] More. - This dude is hilarious, 'Berto.
You sure we can't take him back with us?
- We'll put him in a cage, like a parrot. - You have 15 minutes, Boyd.
Something else you would like to try? I hope it's better than that.
[chuckles]
[cellphone ringing]
[cellphone beeps]
- Darryl: Hey, sis. How you holding up? - Wendy: Well, I'd be a whole
lot better if the goddamn marshals would stop harassing this family.
- Darryl: What now? - Wendy: You know that whole thing about
- trying Kendal as an adult? That was bullshit. - Darryl: You shitting me?
Wendy: No. It was a ploy. They were trying to trick him
- into lying, saying you shot the chief. - Darryl: Jesus Christ.
Wendy: Well, I'll tell you what. They crossed the line.
You and I are gonna sue the shit out of the United States Marshals service.
Darryl: A lawsuit? No. Hey, you gonna just piss these people off more.
Wendy: Listen to me, Darryl, okay? Heroin ain't working out.
Neither's the whorehouse. Now, I think you and I both know
ye ain't long for Kentucky, and I will be goddamned if I'm leaving here empty-handed.
This here's our payday. This is what we've been waiting for.
Right? I just left the hotel. I'm gonna stop by Audrey's,
- get a drink. You gonna be there? - Darryl: Yeah, I'm here.
[breathes deeply]
- Rachel: Wendy Crowe? - Raylan: Cut her loose about an hour ago.
- Rachel: What? Why? - Raylan: Woman knows the truth, still wouldn't help.
- She left here in quite a fragile state, though. - Rachel: Raylan.
Raylan: Oh, what's the worst could happen? She does Darryl harm?
- Rachel: More like he does her harm. - Raylan: Maybe that's not such
- a bad thing, either. - Rachel: That boy in there? She's his mother.
Raylan: I know. And I called tim, gave him the heads up.
- Told him to keep an eye out. - Rachel: Well, Darryl just blew through a red light.
Tim tried to follow, but he got taken out.
He's all right. I'm on my way to get him.
- Darryl's in the wind. - Raylan: Shit.
[sighs]
[doors close] [sighs]
[elevator bell dings] [doors open]
[sighs] Time's up, and no word from Mr. Crowe.
- You have good hunting around here? - Boyd: Not bad. My daddy used to take me
and my brother when we was young, but I didn't much care for it.
- Prefer to hunt animals who have a chance to fight back. - My father took me as well...
- to the Sonoran desert. - Boyd: Ah. Hunting big game, like scorpions
- and lizards and whatnot? - [chuckles] Mostly bighorn sheep and mule deer.
We'd spend the morning making our kills, take them back to our
campsite, where my father taught me how to skin them.
The first cut, you make right down the belly.
Bleed the animal, remove the insides, careful not to
puncture the bladder. Next, you remove the genitals.
Now... you are ready to the take the skin.
Cut first at the ankle joints, snap the tendons, start to peel back the pelt.
The trick is to remove it in one piece.
- It's easiest when the animal is still warm. - Boyd: You want me shit my pants, Alberto?
'Cause it seems to me, that'd make your job a hell of a lot more unpleasant.
You see, I know real pain. Shit you can't even imagine.
Now, you want to put me out of my misery?
How 'bout you stop running your goddamn
mouth and do whatever it is you got to do.
[cellphone buzzes]
Seems you have risen from the grave, Mr. Crowder. He'll meet us, but not here.
- He wants to meet at your woman's place in the country. - Boyd: Well, I guess you'd
better tell him we'll be there.
[indistinct talking]
- Ava: What? - You want to tell me what that was in the yard ...
- what the hell you're thinking? - Ava: I'm thinking I can't let her spread lies about me.
- So you call her out? - Ava: I'd rather have to face just one enemy
- than an entire prison's worth. - Gretchen's got to come back over the top.
Ava: She wants to fight, we'll fight. I'm not just gonna lie down.
Gretchen's not planning to fight you. She plans to kill you.
- Ava: She can't do that. Her brother. - She's been going around,
telling everyone she don't give a shit about her brother. You're dead.
I were you, I'd keep to the group areas as much as possible,
shower separate from her and her girls.
Ava.
[screams] [indistinct shouting]
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Hey! Hey, break it up! Hey, hey, hey! [shouting continues]
- This is your woman? - Boyd: She ain't my woman anymore.
- But this is her house. - Boyd: It is.
In my experience, that means not only should you
not be in her house, she should also have yours.
- Boyd: Huh. - Hey. The Crowe.
[man speaks Spanish] Wait. Don't spook him.
[vehicle approaches]
Okay, bring him in. [engine shuts off]
He tries anything, empty your clips.
Tim: Well, bad news, boys. It's the U.S. Marshal's service.
Rachel: It case it weren't obvious, this is the part where you drop your guns.
Tim: [speaks Spanish]
Boyd: Mi amigo. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- [speaks Spanish] - Boyd: Whatever you just said, now, those are federal
agents out there. Now, you fire that gun, that's gonna bring them in here awful
- quick, don't you think? Alberto. - Not a word.
Boyd: [sighs]
- Rachel: Keep your hands where we can see them. - Marshals.
- There a problem here? - Rachel: What do you think, asshole?
I think we have a boss, just like you.
The difference is, we show up empty-handed, our boss will kill us.
So, because you are outgunned and outnumbered,
I'm giving you one chance to get back into that car and drive away.
Tim: You have three seconds before we kill every one of you.
If you say so.
Boyd: [shouts]
[grunts]
[gunfire stops]
- Rachel: Drop the weapon. - Boyd: Ah, darling.
- Rachel: Drop it. - Boyd: I would ...
I would raise my hands and surrender if I could.
[police radio chatter]
Boyd: Have you ever pulled of a shot like that, Mr. Ranger sniper?
Tim: Good guys don't need to shoot people with their hands cuffed, Crowder.
Boyd: Well, you ever want me to teach you how, you just say the word.
Tim: I'll keep that in mind. And when I say "I'll keep that in mind,"
what I mean is, "stop talking to me." [door opens]
Boyd: Oh, well let me guess. You're appreciative and grateful for my quick-thinking heroics.
Rachel: Ain't even gonna pretend to be sorry for walking us into an ambush, are you?
Boyd: Oh, well, on the contrary. Now, what I did... was keep
Darryl Crowe Jr. alive, thereby ensuring that a 15-year-old boy doesn't spend the rest
- of his life behind bars for a crime his uncle committed. - Tim: What you did was use us to save
- your own ass. - Boyd: Well, if my survival is
a happy by-product of my selfless act, so be it.
Rachel: You're gonna walk away from all this, and we're gonna have
to live with that. But I'm gonna go back to Lexington,
take that file Raylan has on you, and make it my sole
purpose on this Earth to ensure you receive every ounce of punishment
you have coming your way, and then some.
Have a nice day, Boyd.
- Ava: Shoulder's out again. - Lay back.
Ava: [grunts]
[groans] You got yourself in one hell of a mess now.
Ava: I was trying to get myself out of one. Better I get shivved in a dark
hallway, bleed to death on a cold prison floor?
[grunting] Least I'm safe in here.
[cracks] [screams]
[moans] All right. It's in. You're good.
[Ava sighs ] So, what you gonna do when
- hey put you into gen pop? - Ava: [sighs] You got any suggestions?
- I'm listening. - Well, you being alive is good for business.
So believe me when I tell you, you got two choices. Either you spend the
next five years here, in solitary, which is a death of a different kind,
or you be prepared to fight, every day, till they let you out.
I'll check on you tomorrow again if I can.
- Darryl: Hey. - Wendy: Hey.
Darryl: So, they ain't gonna try him as an adult?
That's good news. You want a drink?
- Wendy: No. I don't want a drink. - Darryl: Something wrong?
- Wendy: Kendal didn't shoot that man. - Darryl: He tell you that?
Wendy: Well, he didn't have to.
- I know my own goddamn son, Darryl. - Darryl: You do, huh?
Wendy: What do you think?
Darryl: Where'd I take him for his 10th birthday?
What'd he want more than anything in the world,
- and I give it to him? - Wendy: I don't know, Darryl.
Darryl: That's right. You don't know, 'cause you wasn't there.
You a deadbeat mom. Don't know shit about your own son. Ha!
Wendy: You know what I do know shit about, though, is you.
- And I know you did this. - Darryl: You don't know nothing.
You have no idea how hard it is to take care of a family.
Wendy: Taking care of family?
- What, you mean like how you took care of Dilly? - Darryl: Dilly left us.
Wendy: No. No, he didn't. That is bullshit, Darryl.
Don't bullshit me. I ain't stupid. What, you think I wouldn't
understand why you did what you did? You think I would blame you?
I know that Dilly was gonna drag the rest of us down with his bullshit.
You were given an impossible job, daddy getting killed the way he did.
Darryl: And hard choices had to be made. Family business was in trouble.
Wendy: Yeah, it's not like Danny or Dilly would have done anything, but...
- Darryl: Nope. - Wendy: ...here's what I don't understand, Darryl.
- [voice breaking] Why didn't you tell me about it? - Darryl: 'Cause you ain't
- never want to hear nothing! Right?! - Wendy: [sobbing] I'm sorry.
- Darryl: No, you ain't! - Wendy: Yes, I am. [sniffles]
I abandoned you just when you needed me most. I was never there for you.
- Darryl: Leave it all on me. - Wendy: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
All you were ever trying to do was keep the family safe. [sniffles]
- Darryl: That's all I was trying to do. - Wendy: I understand.
I do. But, Darryl, I'm trying to tell you right now that I'm here with you.
I understand. I mean, you just hit back because they killed Danny.
I mean, you were just trying to do whatever daddy would've done.
- Darryl: Mm. - Wendy: Things went wrong, and you panicked.
But I'm here to tell you right now that I am here for you.
I'm here for you, Darryl. I understand.
Darryl: I ... I didn't have no idea to shoot the man.
It just happened. I figured Kendal'd go to juvie ... no big deal.
That'd be it. All this shit just happened.
- I'm sorry. I am. - Wendy: Thank you, Darryl.
I got what I needed. [inhales deeply, sniffs]
Darryl: You're welcome.
Wendy: No, I mean, I got what I needed. [sniffles]
- Darryl: You recording me? - Wendy: Every word. [sniffles]
Darryl: You a dirty, rotten, nasty bitch.
Wendy: Well, I guess we all get the family
- we deserve, right, Darryl? - Darryl: You know good and well
I ain't gonna let you walk up out of here with that, right?
Wendy: What are you gonna do, kill me?
Darryl: Mm. Give me that phone, Wendy, or I'm gonna take it
- and stick it down your goddamn throat. - Wendy: Well, that'd be a real
ballsy move, wouldn't it, Darryl? [gun cocks]
How are you gonna do it without your balls?
Darryl: You ain't gonna use that.
Wendy: I trusted Kendal with you, you son of a bitch.
- Raylan: Uh, what did I miss? - Darryl: Hey, man, she got a gun.
- Raylan: Yes, I can see that. - Darryl: Well, ain't you gonna
- do something about it? - Raylan: What do you want me to do, Darryl?
Shoot her? She's your sister. She's family.
Man can't come in between family.
Hell, you know that better than anyone.
Wendy: [whimpers] [gunshot]
- Darryl: [shouts] - Wendy: [gasps]
Raylan: Wendy.
Wendy: [breathing heavily]
[gunshot] Darryl: [shouts]
[thud]
Raylan: Wendy. Now'd be a good time to put that gun down.
Wendy: [sniffles]
Darryl: You did... [muttering, gurgling]
Raylan: Didn't I tell you you were gonna wish I killed you?
Well, don't you?
I.V. Therapist, 4-east. I.V. Therapist, 4-east.
He's a lot less cranky here than he is at home.
Tim: Well, you should just get a morphine drip for home.
[laughter]
Hey, Raylan. He woke up last night.
- Raylan: They all treating you all right? - Art: Don't even have to get up to piss.
Raylan: Well, don't get too comfortable. [chuckling]
- Art: Not likely. - Rachel: Well, we promised
- Leslie we wouldn't wear him out. - Tim: We'll see you tomorrow, chief.
- Art: Okay. [clears throat] - Raylan: Catch up with you later.
- Tim: Yeah. - Rachel: Loving your parking
- space, by the way. - Art: You stay out of that. [laughs]
- Art: Did you come to say goodbye? - Raylan: I think you're gonna
- be all right. - Art: No. I mean, did you talk to Dan?
- Raylan: Dan? No, why? - Art: Dan Grant said he had a
spot for you down in Florida.
- Raylan: When did this happen? - Art: The day after you asked me to transfer you.
[clears throat] I would have told you sooner,
but I didn't want to bother you on your vacation.
- How's Alison? - I told you, honey.
She came by here before you woke up, and she left
you a lovely card. I'm gonna let you boys talk.
- Art: Was Darryl Crowe, wasn't it? - Raylan: Yeah.
- Art: [breathes deeply] Did you kill him? - Raylan: No, but he's dead.
- Art: Act of god? - Raylan: [chuckles softly]
Art: Thank you.
Raylan: Get some rest.
- I'll see you again before I go. - Art: Darn.
Winona: Are you serious? This is ... is really happening? [baby coos]
Raylan: Yeah, yeah ... paperwork's been filed. Just as matter of routine
approvals. I'll be there, all moved in, in a few weeks.
[baby coos]
[chuckles]
- Winona: [chuckles] - Raylan: [sighs]
- Please tell me those are tears of joy, Winona. - Winona: Yeah.
Did you hear that, sweetie?
Daddy's coming home so that mama can finally take a nap.
[baby coos] I know!
Raylan: God damn, she's beautiful.
- Now is not the right time, Raylan. - Raylan: Real-estate prices in
Miami are a touch high, but I know a Realtor. [sighs]
Wynn Duffy, Katherine Hale, who, by the way,
had my boss murdered to derail her husband's trial.
Raylan: Bit of a prick, but still better than the last one I had to deal with.
What else? Robert Quarles, bodies in Mexico, narcotics trafficking.
- Raylan: All closed cases. - The Crowes.
Raylan: Includes the Crowes.
- My report's right there on the desk. - Wendy acted in self-defense.
- Raylan: That's what it says in my report, yes. - Wendy: She says she and the
- boy are also heading to Florida. - Raylan: I have a feeling our paths won't cross.
You don't see it, do you ... the common thread that runs through it all?
Raylan: All due respect, if it doesn't have to do with sunny skies and beaches,
- there's nothing for me to see. - The man at the center of everything.
- Raylan: Who? Me? - Rachel: Boyd Crowder.
- Raylan: What? - You familiar?
Raylan: Hold up.
- You're saying you're going after Boyd Crowder? - I'm sorry.
- Have you not been listening? - Raylan: What are we talking about?
- How serious are you? - Coffin serious. We're going after him
under the Rico statute. We're gonna bury him. 50 years, minimum.
- Raylan: And you want me to help? - Rachel: Before you go?
- Yeah. - Raylan: Well, why didn't you just say so?
[cellphone ringing]
- Boyd: Hello? - Hello, Boyd.
Boyd: I owe you some money or something, Mr. Geist? [laughs]
On the contrary, I'm calling with good news. Ava's being released.
- Boyd: I'm sorry. Could you say that again? - Your fiancée is being
- released from prison. - Boyd: I-I don't, uh...
I-I don't ... I don't understand.
Well, first, her cell mate back at Harlan detention center changed her story,
- decided to come clean. Then, the guard in question ... - Boyd: Albert Fekus.
- Recanted his statement. You still there, Boyd? - Boyd: Yeah.
- Yeah, I'm here. - The case fell apart.
I believe she'd like to speak with you.
- Boyd: Put her on. - Ava: Boyd?
- Boyd: This really happening? - Ava: [inhales deeply] Looks that way.
Boyd: Well, can I, uh ... you need ... you need a ride or anything?
Ava: Geist is already here. Says he'll take me wherever I need to go.
Boyd: Well, all right.
Ava: I was thinking maybe I'd go to the country house.
Boyd: Well, as fate would have it, I'm... I'm standing on your front porch now.
Ava: Well, there's still the paperwork to be done, and then the drive.
- But I should be home in a few hours. - Boyd: I'll be waiting.
[engine shuts off]
- Well, I'll give you two some time. - Ava: Thank you.
[car door opens, closes] [engine turns over]
Boyd: Well, I bet it feels good to be home. [Ava chuckles]
- Boyd: Yeah. - Ava: Are those bullet holes? [sighs]
It's been a tough couple of months, Ava.
I, uh ... I had something that I was supposed
to take care of tonight, but it can wait until
in the mor ing. Can I ... can I make you something to eat?
Ava: No, you should go ahead.
- Be nice to have some time alone. - Boyd: Okay.
What happens now, Ava? Where do we go from here?
Ava: Now... I take a bath,
I put on my pajamas, and I sleep.
Boyd: Mr. Duffy. You're a tough man to get ahold of these days.
Wynn: I lied to the cartel on your behalf, Mr. Crowder, so excuse me if I wasn't answering
- my phone till the situation resolved itself. - Boyd: The situation didn't "resolve itself."
- I resolved it for you. - Do we need to check your pockets for cigarettes?
Boyd: Ah, no, ma'am. I decided to leave that pack at home for the evening.
But there is a package on the front seat of my truck should
- put a smile on both your faces. - Be a peach, Mikey.
- So, what are you gonna do now, Boyd? - Boyd: Well, John F. Kennedy said,
"effort and courage don't mean anything without purpose and direction."
I don't have either, so I'll probably be laying low for a little while.
- Wynn: Good money in that, is there? - Have a seat, Boyd.
Boyd: This ain't gonna take but a minute. I'd rather stand.
- Aw. Come on, please. - Boyd: Since you asked me that way.
[sighs] How much do you know about me, Mr. Crowder?
And, please, just be frank, 'cause it'll save us both time.
Boyd: Well, I know it takes a certain kind of woman to be married
- to a man like your husband. - And what kind of woman is that?
Boyd: Well, I suppose that would depend on your level of involvement in his affairs.
- Mm-hmm. Keep going. - Boyd: I don't need a Weatherman
to tell me which direction this wind is blowing. I'm done with heroin.
- Well, there are other ways to make money. - Boyd: The way my luck's been
running lately, ma'am, I'm most likely not the man you're looking for.
Wynn: When Katherine was in charge, all our luck seemed to change for the better.
Boyd: You mean when her husband was in charge.
[door opens]
We're good.
Boyd: Well, I guess that concludes our business.
- Wynn: Not necessarily. - You were lousy at running heroin, Boyd Crowder.
But from what I'm told, you are really good at robbing banks.
Boyd: [chuckles]
[engine shuts off]
[door opens]
- Raylan: What'd you tell Boyd? - Ava: I didn't tell him anything.
- He was busy tonight. - Raylan: The night you get home.
Ava: That's why you wanted to meet? Ask me about my relationship?
Raylan: Way this works, I ask you whatever I want. You tell me everything I ask.
- Ava: Is this where we're gonna meet? - Raylan: This is one.
Ava: I was surprised you had that U.S. Attorney came make the offer ... didn't do it yourself.
- Raylan: Standard procedure. - Ava: But you made sure to have him tell me
- it was because of you I got out. - Raylan: Ava, we get the feeling you ain't playing ball,
- it's gonna be me put you back in. - Ava: So you came here to threaten me?
Raylan: I came here to go over the rules. How you make a call.
- How you record a conversation. - Ava: How I send an emergency signal.
What to do if I'm in danger. Yeah, that, um, Deputy Brooks ...
- pretty black woman ... she covered all that. - Raylan: And you're clear?
Ava: [breathes deeply] Mm-hmm.
Raylan: Then we're good.
Ava: I'm scared, Raylan.
Raylan: Don't be. Everything's gonna be fine.
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