All language subtitles for Above.Suspicion.2019.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264-NTG

You know what's the worst
thing about being dead?

I got something.

You got too much
time to think.

Thinking is painful.

Knowing things is painful.

See these trees?

They know what's gonna happen.

They know someone's gonna die.

I was a regular girl once.

I lived in a regular town.

I dreamed of getting away
like all the other girls.

But things go wrong,
as things will.

Mines close..
Companies go under.

Marriages fall apart.

Jobs disappear and
paychecks stop.

But the kids are still there.

And the bills keep coming.

And you do what you gotta do.

Or that's what you tell
yourself.

You do what
you gotta do.

But it changes you.

Little by little,
step by step.

Soon enough you're running
with the devil himself.

Soon enough you're cashing his checks.

- By God! Jackie O!
- Hey Bumpy!

- Y'all coming over tonight?
- Hell Yeah!

- Check day, ain't it?
- Exactly it is.

Alright.

I'll come back later.

What'cha doing here sis?

Coming for your annual perm?

Welcome to Pikeville, Kentucky.

The town that never lets go.

- Oh, what in the hell?!
- Hi mom.

You're still in your PJ's at
2 o'clock in the afternoon?

Did you eat?

- No?
- No? Why?!

Why? Because Daddy's still asleep,
that's why.

God dammit, Cash. This is
why I divorced your hairy ass.

It is the middle of the afternoon
and the kids ain't 'et.

And they're playing video games again.

That is too damn violent for kids,
and even you know that.

It is cartoons or nothing.

- There you go, darling.
- Thanks, mom.

Okay good girl.

You divorced me to get $86 dollars more
a month from the welfare.

You wouldn't have to yell at me, Susie.

The second you stirred beside me,
I'd be ready to rise and shine.

That's your boyfriend hitting on me,
you dumb slut!

And pay me my rent money, bitch.

And I ain't your god damned Susie.

You think I trust you alone in a room
with my percocets?

They're yours now, huh?
Then why I gotta give you half my checks?

- Don't start, Susie.
- To help with the kids?

You don't even make them breakfast
and don't call me Susie.

- I don't wanna hear it.
- I pick up the checks and I cash them.

The hell kind of
contribution are you making?

Gimme.

Where's the other half?

I cashed the West Virginia check,
and I ain't cashed the Kentucky one yet.

- Why not?
- 'Cause there was a cop in the bank.

- So?
- So?

I don't like having no cop watching
me whilst, I'm perpetrating fraud, okay?

You're not perpetrating fraud in Kentucky,

you live in Kentucky.

You're perpetrating fraud in West Virgnia.

Oh, you want the money, you get it.
How about that?

How about I stay in bed

and you drive to all hell and gone!

And I don't see your friend Joe B
kicking in no rent money neither.

Why you gotta leave every sombitch
you ever know in the joint...

I said... I don't wanna hear it.

Okay?

Okay.

There's only two ways to make money
in this town since the mines shut down.

One's the funeral business.

And the other's selling drugs.

Sometimes I wish I was
in the funeral business.

All my life, all I ever wanted
was to get out of Pikeville.

Why anybody'd wanna come here
from somewheres else

I'll never know.

Agent Putnam
Hey, Todd!

First time I saw Mark Putnam...

I thought he looked like
a picture in a magazine.

Welcome to our FBI outpost.

Mark Putnam.
This my wife, Kathy.

Like he's stepped out of a dream
when nothing ever went wrong.

Like I finally take too much of something
and started seeing things.

Would be nice to start
off with a bang, huh?

Solve a big case.

Even in a backwater like this.

There's a couple of old drug cases
that Todd gave up on,

maybe they'll let you take one
and run with it.

There's also a bank robber
in the area.

He's robbed eleven banks in four months,
and he's only gotten 21,000.

That's less than a third of
the national average.

I guess even the banks
around here are broke.

On the other hand
he's had about three times

as long a run than
the average bank robber,

so he's gotta be doing
something right.

What?

I just like that
my wife knows all the relevant statistics.

Don't just drop your clothes
wherever you take them off, Mark.

♪ She's coming home...
my baby's comin' home ♪

♪ Still have my soul... ♪

♪ Coming home, ♪

♪ Coming home ♪

Put the gun down!
Get out of the car!

Put it down right now!
Get out of the car!

Who created this
filling system?

Not me, and I'm not
fixing it either.

I'm retiring in six months.

I heard you were a file clerk
before you got accepted to the academy.

Is that right?

They say file clerks don't
make good agents.

They do say that, don't they?

Yeah. Well, they're wrong.

FBI Pikeville.

Why'd you show yourself, Deputy?

As opposed to what?

Letting him walk into the bank
with a shotgun?

As opposed to waiting inside,

as per the memo I sent your boss.

We're trying to trap the man.

With civilians in there?
That's nuts.

I understand you didn't get
a plate number either.

They wasn't no plate number.
They wasn't no plate.

You recognize the vehicle?

No.

Well I guess that's it then.

Whatta you want?

I wanna be there when you interview
the owner of the truck.

Look, It's better that than making me call
my supervisor in Covington and...

Telling him I want to keep you
under 24 hour surveillance.

Are you threatening me?

Where y'all from anyway?

Danville, Connecticut.

Where's that?

It's about an hour and a half
from New York city?

You know, the center of the world?

You gotta name?

Mark Puntnam.

Randy McCoy.

- What, like the Hatfields and the McCoys?
- Yup.

I got that family habit
of holding a grudge too.

So how long you been working
for the sheriff's department?

Since November.

New sheriff's a friend of my mom's.

A friend of your mom's?
That's how you got the job?

Yup.

How long you been a government man?

About two weeks.

First Yankee I seen
ain't afraid to get dirty.

- Is that the truck?
- That's the truck! Get in!

I don't get it.
Why would they bring the truck back here?

Well they good ol' country bandits, boy!

They just bringing the truck back
to it's rightful owner!

- You okay, boy?
- Hell yes, you kidding?

Hold on!

Here it is!

All Mark Putnam Wanted
was to be a hero.

It was his childhood dream.

To be in the FBI and catch bad guys.

You catch bad guys for a living

then you must be a good guy, right?

FBI! Stop or I'll shoot!

Anyways, It was soon after that

one of our dumb-ass customers
got into a fight.

It was my little brother
Bones he fought with.

- You know this one?
- I'm trying to play cards.

My baby boy!
That's my boy!

That's my brother right there.

Give me my fucking money, bitch!

- My money now.
- Fuck you!

Get off my brother!

Stop it!
Get off him!

You pick the wrong man
to mess with.

What are you doing then?

Get out!

What're you doing?

Wait, stop on it!

Georgia, come on!

Bones!

Honey!

Let me see.

Keep the pressure.

Son of a bitch...

Shit.

Honey, It's okay.
You'll be okay!

Bones, sweetheart! Bones!

Bones! Honey, wait..
No!

I'll get him to the ER!

Yeah, what's up?

Local drug dealer's in trouble.

Like to turn snitch
to get out of it.

Your deputy told me to tell you.

No, he didn't.

Not in the middle of the night.

He went off to bed
like everybody else, didn't he?

You think if it been a few hours,

we'll catch him
doing something stupid, right?

And Auburn with the rebound,
here they come the other way,

and 9 to 12 guys are bringing it along
the side line...

into the front court.
They spread out now.

Oh shit! Stay here!

Where else would I go?

It's your moron of a brother.

Bones! Jeez, am I glad to see you.

We told the cops
it was self defense honey, okay?

- You don't got nothing to worry about.
- Good, It's true.

They didn't believe that shit.

Now come on in, honey.
What can we get you?

He wants drugs.

Good to see you too, man.
Is he dead?

He's gonna be fine, honey.
He's in the hospital.

I don't care what your sister says
there's $180 dollars here.

That's $610 all together.

The only reason I givin' it to 'ya
'cause you taking off.

Right?

One of those is for you.

FBI! Open up!

You've come back to
give yourself up, understand?

Don't let no one in unless
they show you a warrant.

Give it!

Open up! FBI!

Lose the straw, you moron!

Open it!

I have reason to believe
you're harboring a fugitive.

We ain't harboring nothing.

And anything you find without warrant
is fruit of the poison tree.

Shit! Sorry, Susie.

Okay, we're legal.

- Over there.
- All right!

Susie, Cash.

How y'all doing?

Move.

Randy, wanna start
with the bathroom?

Sure.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

Why don't you go sit down
there around the coffee table?

I told you not let
anyone in unless

they showed you a warrant.

He showed me his gun, all right?

I didn't mean that as a question.
I said sit down.

Ain't you got
something to say?

- I didn't start this.
- You can stop it, though.

You want me to save
your dumb brother's ass?

It's none of my business,

but I'd be worried about
saving my own ass right now, Cash.

Is that right?

Well, the cocaine residue on the table
alone's enough to violate you

send you back to prison for a few years.

And that is if your wife
flushed your whole stash,

which I somehow doubt.

Been peeping through keyholes,
have you?

Absolutely.

Got a mirror in here.

Looks like it was
used in a bakery.

A big ol' bag of hillbilly heaven.

Those are prescription!

You got a prescription
for a thousand Percocet?

He's got something worth
a lot more than that.

He knows something that'll
get him a deal,

and Bones one too.

I don't wanna be a party
to nobody getting ratted out.

Be quiet now honey.

You know I don't make any deals...

unless I got something in writing.

What's that Cash?

I said I ain't saying nothing

until I get a deal in writing.

Oh, you done this before, huh?

He's done this
lots of times before.

What do you say we leave Cash here

think over his limited options

and take the brother and the drugs out now?

I say we can do whatever we want.

All right.

Bones shot that boy
in self-defense.

That's a fa..act!

You are the one who made...

- Get off me!
- I'd say you're on stronger ground when

you try and talk your husband
into making a deal.

- Oh is that right?
- Yeah That's right.

You hear that, dickfor?

Only way we're getting out of this
is if we make a deal.

I got a smart wife too, Cash.

I find it best to shut up and listen.

Night-night.

Okay, let me get this straight.

You want a weekly salary.

You want to be off probation.

You want to negotiate the
size of your bonus

for this information
before you tell us what it is.

And if you testify,
you want to be in Witness Protection.

That's it?

You do realize that's
a lot to ask, right?

And even if you were John Gotti,
that's a lot to ask.

Well, I got a lot to offer.

Who's John Gotti?

All right. Uh... Entertain our guests
while I go speak to my boss?

Yeah... I'll tell'em my fishing story.

So me and my cousin Fred,
we was out noodling one day.

Hey, you got a phone I can use?

He's not a big guy,

cause he's from my mom's side.

In private?

Grabs one by the lower lip,
pulls it out of the hole,

wraps his legs around the tail.

Biggest god damn catfish I ever seen.

62 pound Flathead.

- He reached in with his hand?
- Yeah.

They was noodling, you moron.
Don't you listen?

Creekview.

Who asked you?

Susan Smith?

- Yeah?
- Y'all got a call.

Yeah?

It's me, your sister.

Something wrong with the kids?
No, Just..

Someone from the welfare
in West Virginia called.

Shit.

She was checking up on you.

You're sure she's from welfare?

Yeah. She knew your case numbers
and everything.

All right.
Anything else?

No, I just...
thought you'd wanna know.

Yeah, all right. Thanks.
See you later.

Meet me in the parking lot
at the drive-thru at 7 AM.

7 AM?
Why would I do that?

To get your brother a better deal.

Keep your husband out of prison?

Maybe get a little something
for yourself too.

I don't want to talk to Cash anymore -
I want to talk to the boss.

When he asks you what the call was about,

say "None of your
business. You don't own me."

Just like that.
That way I'll know you're coming.

You sicced the welfare on me.

Is there another option?

Maybe ask for something reasonable?

His god damned boss said no.

I did say you're asking
for too much, Cash.

Well, if you want to catch big fish,
you got to cut good bait.

Did you really tell him
a fishing story?

Yeah, but I didn't think
it would affect his mind, though.

That's not funny, man.
I got a lot to think about here.

Who was bothering you back
there anyway?

None of your business.

You don't own me.

Are we done here?

I could do with a cup of coffee.

Waitress?

God damn her.

Here. This is for coming to meet me today.

Nice ride.
Yeah?

I inherited it from the guy
I replaced here.

He just left for his new
assignment in Los Angeles.

Lucky him.

You're not a big fan of Pikeville?

I grew up in a town about this size.

Alls' I know is, every time I fall down..

I end up rolling right back here.

I figure that makes this
the bottom of the world.

Well, your husband's negotiating
himself out of a deal

that could get you both out of here.

He always this hardheaded
about getting what he wants?

He won my heart, didn't he?

And you keep calling him my husband.

He's my ex.

Yeah, but you live together.

We live under the same roof.

But we're not together.

I can see he's not smart
enough for you.

He's a dickfor.

What is a dickfor anyway?

Well now.. I just got
to keep that in my

little book of memories,
Mr. Hotshot FBI.

I guess I should've seen that
one coming, huh?

So what do you want most
out of life, Susan?

Seriously. What would
turn your life around

right now if it happened?

You must think about it,
I certainly do.

Rehab.

And money.

Rehab and money.

So you're a drug addict
who wants to get help,

but you live with your ex,
who's a coke dealer.

I imagine that must be hard.

I didn't say any of that you did.

Why don't I tell you
what I really want?

I know what you want.

And I know what's a
Federal crime and what ain't.

That's the way the devil comes.

He don't come to you as evil.

He don't come to you on fire.

He comes as everything
you ever wanted.

He comes to you as you.

That's my poppy right there,
Hiram Grumbley.

And on the other side

is Cash's daddy,
Amos G. Smith.

Son of a bitch.

So I remember you saying
when you fall down,

you always end up back here.
Where'd you go when you fell down?

You remember everything I say, do you?

Yeah, of course.

Pittsburgh.

Me and Cash we lived
in Pittsburgh for a year.

Why don't you tell me about
some of Cash's customers?

And what they do for a living?
That kind of stuff.

You mean what other crimes
do they commit?

Crime that you can get
them jammed up for?

Exactly.

Mark, I'd be taking a hell of a big risk.

These people don't fuck around.

They find out you're a snitch,
they burn down your house.

And that is just a warning.

You keep doing it,
they will cut out your tongue

and feed it to their dogs.

That's why they'd be willing
to put you through rehab.

Send you and your kids
to a new state somewhere,

a new identity, a decent job.

They do that?

Yeah, they do it all the time.

If you help me bring down the bank robber,

I bet they would pay you ten grand.

Yeah, ten grand.

I'm not judging you, Susan.

I'm just saying, you've never
tried to make a clean break of it,

so don't give up hope.

It's hope fucking me up.

I understand.

Here. Take this for now.

Just remember,
big risk pay big money.

Small risk, small money.

Okay?

Pretty, ain't they?

You want to hold one of the guns?

They feel like... power.

You know?

Just make sure you read the papers
next few days, okay?

Easy street's just down yonder.

Come on!

Damn.

You ain't started to go
to the church again, have you?

Why?

You wouldn't care if I was being ordained,
Am I right?

Come on, Susan.
You can't keep doing this.

If you want me to keep paying you,
you have to give me something.

Seriously!

I've given you hundreds of dollars and
you haven't given me a god damned thing.

I keep telling you,
my life would be in danger.

I know that your life is in danger now,
isn't it?

How long do you think
you can keep this up?

How long before you find
yourself in jail or dead?

Then, what are your kids going to do?
How are they going to live?

You think the judge'll give them to Cash,

or you think they'll wind up
in foster care?

- You got a kid, huh?
- Yeah.

A wife too?

We're talking about you, Susan.

Tell me what she's like.

Is she young?
Is she pretty?

Does she have a good body?

She keeps herself fit,
If that's what you mean.

I don't see she's too high-class for me.

- Is that it?
- No.

Cause high class ain't always
so good in a woman.

If she won't suck your dick
at the movies,

- then what the hell sort of good is she?
- Oh, come on. Stop it.

Cash may treat you like
a cheap whore,

but that's no reason to talk like one.

Susan...

You're the key to everything,
I want to do here,

do you understand that?

To me, you're the most important
woman in this town.

For God's sake,
learn to act like it.

His name is Joe B.

My ex met him in prison.

He lives with us.

He has for four months.

I didn't know how to tell you.

I'm sorry.

Outstanding.

You've actually seen the shotguns?

Susan, this is amazing!

Oh come on, Susan. I can't do that.
You know that.

Yeah, okay.

He actually talked about
an upcoming robbery.

God, I hate to say it but I think,

we've got to let him go
through with this one.

Or else it won't mean a thing in court.

Damn.

All right, everybody!
This is a stick up!

Get away from the door!
Come on, move it!

Let's go, right now!
Right now!

Hey, you fill that bag up with the money,

and do it quick!

You two!
Get the fuck out of that room!

Right now, old man!

And freeze!
And put up your hands!

Shit! Shit!

All right, all yous!
Get there in that vault.

Come on!

People help me so I don't
have to kill you now.

All right. Now just give me
the rest of the money, old lady!

All of it, let's go!
I don't got all day!

Come on! Hurry up now!
Do it quick!

I heard you!

Come on, come on, come on!

- Not all the way!
- Now I'm sorry I ruined y'all's days!

Please!

Come on, come on, come on!

Ah, shit!
Ah, shit I'm shot!

Oh, shit!!

Shit!!

Guess what?

Joe B just robbed the First National Bank.

You ready for this?

Yeah.. Yeah, what?
What next?

Well, he's probably looking for a place to

hide out. You gotta help me
figure out where.

Okay?

Okay.

I gotta go.

See you.

Hullo.

Hey, boy.

I got some money for you,
but, ah...

It's gonna be hard to pass.

It's covered in dye.

- You want it anyway?
- No, everything's cool...

Umm... If you won't mind it's okay?
Mm..hmm.

Why don't you give me that number for up
there where you're at, will you?

Okay,
here it comes.

Shoot.

I'll call you back...
Call you back.

All right dude.
We'll be looking out.

What're you doing?

What do you think?

Mama, you don't gotta carry that.

Georgia, Help the woman, will ya?
What's wrong with you, huh?

- Thank you.
- You're welcome, Gimme.

- You'd better be right about this.
- Yeah I know.

You've got three different
agencies involved,

on the word of one drug addict.

That's the kind of math
that'll get you fired.

Joe, down!
Joseph Beauregard Reevis!

Get Down! This is the FBI
and the Kentucky State Police.

You're surrounded! Come out with
your hands up in the next 30 seconds

or we're coming in!

Shit!

Okay. You take my mommy.

You two hide in the closet.
I'm going out back. Okay?

Gimme a minute to get dressed!

Hold your fire,
I'm going in after him.

Go.. Go, Go!

FBI freeze!

Stop or I'll shoot!

Shots fired, reported shots fired
Shots fired 1115th Street.

You cock sucking sons of bitches!

In a fair fight I'd kick all
your fucking asses,

- You hear me?!
- No, no! Don't go!

Get him in the car.
Get on the ground now!

Get on the ground now!
Stay there!

Son of a bitch!
When I heard that shot I damn

- near wet myself.
- Yeah, imagine how I felt.

And then who got shot.. And by the
time you came around the corner,

my heart was beating like a big bass drum!

Well, you should've seen his face.

Well, thank God for handcuffs, right?

And when it started, when the lights come
on like... Phew!

Yeah, that was pretty cool, huh?

I felt like we were on the TV news.

We did it, didn't we?

Yeah, we did.

We are a hell of a team.

You deserve a reward.

Did you ever come like...

like it came up from your toes...

and traveled through your whole body?

No.

Well get us one of those cabins boy,
and you will.

Hey sweetheart.

Kathy, Hi!
Guess what?

We got him.
He's in custody.

Hi, sweetie.
Daddy's home.

You hungry?
Yeah, I know, sweetie.

God, did you got into a fight?

Oh, no. It's nothing.
I got in a scuffle.

Congratulations.

Putnam residence.
Who's calling?

Miss Putnam?

This is Susan Smith. I hope you
don't mind my calling you at home.

I'm looking for your husband,
but I can't say why.

I've heard all about you, Susan.

But I'm afraid Mark
isn't here right now.

He's out making friends
with the locals.

Which I have to say is easier
said than done around here.

Well shit, Kathy,
If you ain't got nobody to talk to,

you're knocking on the wrong doors.

Around here, the rich folk,
they got bugs up their asses.

You wanna find yourself some losers
if you wanna have any fun.

Actually, that's true in Connecticut too.

Is it?

Listen, I don't wanna cross any
wires or nothing

but do you wanna get a cup of coffee
or something?

Hey, I mean.
If you don't want to, it's okay.

No, no...
I think that's a great idea.

Good.

Okay, well, lemme just think of somewhere
that's... out of the way.

We gotta keep this on
the down low you know.

Yeah, we do, don't we?

Yeah.

Mark? God,
he's the straightest arrow I ever met.

He told me that at this junior prom...

His date took him out
to the football field to join her friends.

And he ran.
All the way home.

Two miles.

He already knew he wanted
to be in the FBI.

It's the most important thing
in the world to him.

- Not more than you and the baby.
- Well, No.

Well, I hope not.

What about you? You
as straight as an arrow too?

Not really.

I got thrown out of Catholic school
for smoking pot.

Than I discovered boys and
I really went on a tear.

By the time I was 18,
My nickname was "Trouble".

When I was 18 I wanted to be
a Playboy Playmate.

I guess one day
I realized that all my friends...

were growing up and I wasn't.

They were all getting married
and starting families and..

And I was still waking up with men
I didn't know.

- I decided it had to stop.
- Yeah? Well how'd you do it?

I told my parents the truth.

They sent me to rehab in Arizona.

Paid off all my drug debts.

And then I met Mark.

And now we have a five year plan.

We're going to stay here for two years,

then get transferred to one of
the big regional offices

with a little more room for advancement.

Then we're going to have another baby.

You made this plan together?

So you're kind of a team.

Mark told me that you want to
make a new start too, Susan.

I just want to tell you
I think that's really great.

I'd love to help you If I can.

You don't want that, huh?

No, I don't really drink anymore.

I was going to order a Diet Coke
but you were too fast for me.

You mind?
Oh, no!

Oh you're making me crazy boy.

I haven't felt this way
since I was 15.

I could do this forever.

I couldn't get enough of that man.

You could'a told me a 100
times he was into himself.

You could'a told me he was just a mirage
and when I got up close he would be gone.

It wouldn't make no difference

I even liked the risk.

When we made love on his wifes bed,
that was intense.

It was all I needed to know.

My dad was a truck driver.

You should've seen his face

when he found out
I got a scholarship to Pomfret.

He told everybody about it.

Even told his dispatcher.

What's Pomfret?

It was a private school
we couldn't afford.

Even with the scholarship,

he had to raise like a thousand dollars
a year to pay the extra.

It was hard for him you know.

That was the first time
he talked about me to his friends.

I think it was the first
time he was proud of me.

He loved you.

Yeah.

Then he had to go and die
when I was in college.

I just wish he could've been there
when I got into the FBI.

He would've gone crazy.

You don't have to be perfect

to get people to love you, Mark.

Not to me.

Hey what's the matter?

I dunno.. I'm just drug sick and all.

Have to get sober.

You're doing great.
I'm proud of you.

You're are the only thing
that makes me get things done.

Of course I started thinking
I deserved better.

That I should have been
the one by his side.

Maybe I was pushing too hard.

And then Denver Rhodes walked in.

One of y'all Mark Putnam?

I am, why?

I'm about to hand you
the biggest case of your life, boy.

Two god damned tons of weed.

You can close the drawer.
I ain't armed.

You're best to take notes, boy.

I got a lot to say.

He told Mark about a big
smuggling operation over in Stoneville.

Run by a crook named
Rufus Green.

He was moving trucks full of dope
from Mexico

and stashing them in a played out old
mine he bought.

Now this man just ain't interstate.
He's international.

Now, I understand there can be some
compensational arrangements made?

Mark started working all the time
on that bust.

Yes, Your Honor.
I'm seeking a search warrant

on the Cormorex coal mine in Medford.

For all the buildings
and structures thereon,

for all persons thereon,
for all vehicles thereon.

I have attached three
kinds of supporting material.

Rufus ain't fucking around.

If he finds out I'm meeting you,
I'm dead, man.

I'm going to talk to him.
I promise you that, Denver.

Show me a man who's working
all the time,

and I'll show you the woman
he's hiding from.

This is the single biggest case
this divisions ever seen.

Listen to me,
I spoke to the Bureau.

I think they're willing to go
as high as 30 grand.

All right.

Do you think you could stay in
there a little longer?

Now, as we know.

Rufus Green works out of
an abandoned coal mine.

This is his headquarters.

This is an overview of the entire compound.

It's filled with many warehouses

we believe could hold up to
5,000 pounds of marijuana.

And I will faithfully execute the
office of President of the United States.

And will to the best of my abilities

preserve, protect, and defend the
Constitution of the United States.

I told you.
You can't come here.

Where were you?

I waited at the motel for an hour.

I told you, sometimes things would come up

and I wouldn't be able to see you.

Okay? I told you that.

Why didn't you call?

'Cause something came up.

Why didn't you answer?

'Cause something came up, Susan.

Susan, I can't always drop everything
for you, okay?

I have a job.
I have a family.

But I need you too.

When me and Cash were in Pittsburgh,

we knew a drug dealer
who had a cop in his pocket -

a Captain.

Now, you gotta look into that,
don't you?

It would be a feather in your cap,
wouldn't it?

To bust a crooked captain
on the Pittsburgh PD?

When was this?

Before I got pregnant by Cash, like a fool.

All right, listen. We'll talk
about it some time, okay?

When?

I'll call you.

When?

Tomorrow. I promise.

What?

You have fun at the Red Clay Motel?

- No.
- Bullshit.

Bumpy said he saw you
coming out of there.

I didn't say I wasn't there.

I said I didn't have no fun.

What did Bumpy do anyway,

run up here and squeal

so you can get him high, right?

What are you...

Why don't you go stay at your
boyfriend's house, wherever he is.

You can't... You can't do this.

If you come in here,
I'll break your fucking neck.

No... No, Cash.

Cash, you can't!

You get the hell out of here!

We have to let her stay Mark.
At least for tonight.

Tomorrow she can move in
with her sister.

We have to,
she can't go home.

I don't believe that.

You think that she's making it up?

- I wouldn't put it past her.
- She's not a liar.

How do you know?

Because I know that you'd
never take the word of an

informant that you knew to be a liar.

I could tell he was pulling away.

I figured I could reel him back in.

And then I found out what
was really going on.

Can I tell you my news now?

Sure. Sure, what's that?

I'm pregnant.

I'm due in March.

Which wasn't part of the
plan but it's great anyway.

What you think?

That's... incredible.

I been fornicating like a long-eared
rabbit and Kathy gets pregnant?

Shit!

Well hey, Susie.

How y'all doing?
How's Cash?

Everything's okay.
Thanks, Rufus.

Well, I hope business is good too.

It's almost the end of the month.

Now, what's got you so upset you

had to come all the way out here
and tell me about it?

The FBI is about to bust your
pot smuggling deal.

And how the fuck would you know?

Trust me Rufus, I know.

We were up on the hill
watching the place,

and just before dawn two trucks
came down going real fast.

We couldn't get down here
near in time to catch'em.

Yeah, I heard.

We won't get all his connections, but uh...

There's enough loose pot around here

to make an interstate trafficking case
against old Rufus Green.

Sorry, Mark.
It's not your fault.

The hell y'all doing here?

This is a crime scene, Mr. Green.

This is my property.

You wanna confess to
interstate trafficking now, Rufus?

Or you wanna wait until
you're indicted?

Now that'll be the day.

Now, I ain't been up this way
in years.

I got plans for this property,

but I don't hang around here.

It's a dump.

I can back him up on
that, officer.

I ain't never been up here
before neither.

We got photos of him here,
dumb-ass.

- The fuck you calling dumb?
- And it's Special Agent Putnam to you, boy.

Well then you got pictures of
your little girlfriend up here too, than.

That's right?

- What did you just say?
- You heard me.

No, what did you just say?

Go on, Rufus.

He heard me?

Mommy! Mommy!

Mark. Somebody broke the window
at the side of the house.

Mommy!

- Mommy!
- Shh, Shh, It's okay, sweetie. It's okay.

Okay, hang on you got it man
you got it?

I try you go!

Mommy, Mom!

Hey.

Who are you expecting to call, anyway?
What do you mean?

I mean you're guarding the phone
like you did when you were 13.

I don't know. Nobody.

Why don't you get out of bed and help
me with the groceries then?

Sis, I gotta go.

Ain't nothing good gonna come of that.
Of what?

You know what, messing around
with that goddamn federal cop!

I'm an important informant.

One day I might disappear into
witness protection,

so you better enjoy me whilst I'm here.

You're gonna get yourself killed.

Rufus Green sent somebody to burn down
my house last night.

You don't blame me, do you?

Yeah I do.

I did not tell Rufus Green about your
precious drug bust.

- Of course you did, Susan.
- Bullshit.

Jesus Christ, stop lying.

My kid was in that house.
You put my family in danger.

I did not.

I got six grand in this bag
here for you.

If you sign this receipt?
I'll give it to you right now.

I was gonna hold on to it until
after you testified.

Then I realized I needed it to
get through this encounter.

This encounter's gonna be
hard for you, huh?

No, It's gonna be hard for you.
I don't want to see you anymore.

Do you understand?
Only unless I have to.

What does that mean,
only if you have to?

If there's blood on the ground, call me.

Otherwise leave me alone.

It don't work that way, Mark.
It do not work that way.

This ain't no way to treat your star
fucking witness!

Hey Mom! It's a mustang!
How do you know what a mustang is?

Everyone knows!
Everyone knows, do they?

And my girl knows as well.

And what do you think, mister?
Where the hell did you steal that at?

I love it!

I bought it.
With what?

With half the four grand I got.
Im'ma give you the other half.

Where the hell did you get four grand?

I extorted that guy.

That guy from the Red Clay Motel.

All right. Give me the money.

Are we even?
What do you mean?

You know what I mean.

Are we even?

Yeah. Give me the money.

Why'd he give you the money, huh?!!

Because I shagged his dog!
That's why!

- Watch your side here.
- All right.

Lock it down.

Got it.

Let's go.

Don't. You have broken ribs.

Ya kno..know...
I spent several grand.

I didn't mean for you to go and spill some.

Tell you what,
If I'd known you'd come...

I would have kicked his ass
a whole lot sooner.

Gimme.

It's from Kathy.

Oh God, Mark...

You're the only man I ever knew
that's been good to me.

Lock the door, will you?

I'm trying to stop
betraying my wife.

And she thinks if I avoid you,
I'm betraying you.

I feel like I'm letting everybody down.

Susan, look you gotta stay away from Cash,
until the trial.

I want you in good shape
if you gonna testify against..

Please... I need you, Mark.

More than ever.

If you don't,
I don't know what I'll do.

There. Okay?
You're gonna be fine.

All you gotta do is tell the truth,
alright?

Okay.

You ready to meet your new partner?

- My what?
- Your new partner.

Bob Singer, this is Mark Putnam.

I don't like carrying rookies.

You shouldn't have to Bob. You
are obviously carrying enough as is.

Bob Worked undercover
drug in Baltimore.

Tough duty.

Somebody tried to kill him,
so the Bureau transferred him here.

Somebody to make your little bank robber
look like a schoolgirl.

If somebody tries to kill you,
the Bureau will transfer you?

Of course.
Think of the liability.

Snitch!

Raise your right hand.

Do you solemnly swear to tell
the truth, the whole truth,

and nothing but the truth,
so help you God?

Yeah, I do.

Please be seated.

How long have you known Mr. Reevis?

Since he got out of prison
and come stay with us.

Last year in the spring, I guess.

The fall, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean that.

I was confused.
It's been a while.

- In the fall.
- All right.

Could you tell us in you own words

what you found in his room?

He had a green dufflebag with two
sawed-off shotguns in it.

And two black ski masks.

Liar!
You are a liar!

Thank you very much, Miss Smith.
Thank you for your courage.

You've begun to make it
safe for a person in Pike County

to go into a bank and
deposit their paychecks

without being...

When a man tells you more than once
you're doing the right thing...

It means you're doing the right
thing, for him.

Water heater's busted again.

What, It's gonna take two of y'all
to fix the water heater?

Apparently the FBI have rules
about male agents

being left alone with female informants.

That's funny.
Nobody told me.

Yeah, nobody told me either.

And they damn well should have.

I knew Mark didn't have no use
for me no more.

He'd already told me he had
turned his drug case

over to Fat Bob.

But when I heard he was leaving town

and he didn't have the guts
to tell me to my face?

Then I had to see for myself.

I been fucking your husband,
you know that?

I said, I been fucking your
fucking husband, you stupid cow!

Oh what, don't mean nothing to you?

Don't that make you feel nothing?

It makes me feel bad... for you.

That you wanted a better life
so much that you

thought you could just take mine.

That's not gonna happen.

Shit.

Anyways, everybody got what they wanted.

Mark was the golden boy of the FBI.

This is Mark Putnam, everybody.

He's broken more cases in his first year

than any two of you together.

You want to learn how to be
meticulous and thorough,

watch this guy.

Kathy got the big house,
and of course...

Mr. Perfect.

Sold!

Rufus Green retired to Mexico.

Denver Rhodes got 30 grand and blew it.

Fat Bob got to run the
Pikeville FBI All by himself.

Even my dumb-ass brother Bones
got off with time served.

Me? Well guess what I got.

Traitor!

Get up, Susan!
Get in there!

Come on, Georgia!

Help... meee.

Bitch!

The day Mark Putnam come to town...

is the day my life went to shit.

You wanna do something about it, Susie?

Like what?

And don't call me "Susie".

Like file an official complaint.

The Bureau would take your
allegations very, very seriously.

I look to you like the kind of person

who gets revenge by filing a complaint?

Well what do you want to do?
I'll help you do it.

Whatever it is.
I'll help you do it.

- You want me to take you to the ER?
- No.

I can send you the
report but it's gonna be...

We had an undercover agent

this is Agent Clark.

Who is point on that now?

I can't tell you who they are
I would be compromising the operation...

Illinois 9011. Yes.

Registered to Mr. Abner Huggins.

Address 141203...

- Lake Shore Drive.
- Hey, Mark.

You know someone named Susan?

Who may be a tad hostile?

Yeah, I'll take her in the
conference room.

Hello?

Hello? Mr. Perfect?

You know, you should have
been an agent, Susan.

How'd you find me?

Cut the crap, Mark.
I'm pregnant.

What're you...

Jesus Christ... Susan.

You wanna know what he said?

Are you sure?

He asked me if I was sure it was his.
Son of a bitch.

I'm not saying it like that.

I'm saying are you sure it's mine?

You find out what a man's made of
when you catch him by surprise.

Look, I'm coming back to court
in Pikeville in two weeks.

We'll talk then. Okay?

What the fuck took you so long?

What?
I saw you park!

What the fuck took you so long
to get up here?

What are you talking about?
Oh I'm sick of this shit, Mark.

You fucked me over.
You piece of shit!

How'd you even know I was here?

Cause I'm staying here.

In the Pikeville?
Who's paying for that?

The FBI.

You mean Bob Singer?
Yeah.

And why's Bob Singer paying for
you to stay in the Pikeville?

Ah, so I can chew your head off,
that's why!

'Cause he hates the fact that

I fucked you and I
will not fuck his fat ass!

I told you I'd make time this weekend.

I'm ready now.

Well I'm not, Susan.
I'm beat.

And I gotta prep this drug trafficking case

at the courthouse all day tomorrow.

You know what, I should've killed her
when I had the chance.

Killed who, Susan?

I didn't mean that.
Just slipped out.

I mean, Jesus.
Look at you.

You're so stoned you don't even
know what you're saying.

Fuck you, Mark!

When was the last time you ate, huh?

Have you eaten anything all day?

Let me drop my bags,
and I'll take you to the drive-thru, okay?

Okay?

Okay.

I ain't got no money.

Everyone in this town wants me dead.

What happened to witness protection?

They gave me the cash
to relocate on my own.

Okay, so what happened to that?
What happened to it?

I'm an addict whatta
ya think happened to it.

You left me back there pregnant.

What do you want me to do, Susan?
I want you to suffer.

I mean, about the baby.

Imma tell your wife about the baby.

Imma tell the FBI.

Fat Bob says they
will fire you on the spot!

Fat Bob again, huh?

You're everything he hates
about the Bureau.

Bunch of candy assed
hypocrites wearing suits and ties.

Well, he don't wear no suit and tie.

And he don't fuck his informants neither.

Susan, to be honest,
you don't look 5 months pregnant.

They say drugs keep it small.

Have you thought about getting an abortion?

Can we please just try and have
a reasonable conversation?

You were gonna save me.

I needed someone to save me

and you were gonna be the one.
You even said so yourself.

Susan, If I could drop everything

and start again, I would.

I'm trying to do the right thing.
I just..I just... can't.

But the most important thing here
is the baby.

What do you want to do about it?

Do you want me and Kathy to raise it?

You and Kathy?

I am a good mother!

Come on, Susan.
Where are your kids now?

You take that back,
you son of a bitch!

How dare you!

Susan! Get off!

Christ, what the hell's the matter
with you, Susan?!

- You're trying to kill us both?
- Me? You're the one who's screwing me.

I'll be damned if I'll watch you
prance back to Chicago

with that stuck-up wife of yours.

How about leaving my wife out of this,
okay?

She's the only one who hasn't brought
this on herself.

You fucked up my life.

Oh, Jesus. Just tell me Susan
please! What is it that you want?

I want you to have this baby with me.

I want you to be there
when he's born,

and I want you to sign the birth
certificate as his daddy.

Second, I want you to
leave that whore Kathy

and those stuck-up brat kids.

I swear, If you say one more thing
about my wife.

Oh, what are you gonna do, huh?
You gonna hit me?

Well go ahead. 'Cause men
have been hitting me my whole life.

Jesus Christ, please, can we just try to
find a solution for our problem?

Our problem?
Your problem?

I never been happier in my life.

'Cause I... I told all my friends that,

Imma raise me an FBI baby.

Oh my God.
You're fucking nuts.

Do you really think I'd ever let a kid
of mine grow up with you?

Fuck you. Fuck you...
Fuck you to hell!

Well, that wasn't exactly
a meeting of the minds.

At least he felt bad about something.

He couldn't eat.

He couldn't sleep.

For months he didn't know what to do.

Then all of a sudden, he did.

I need to tell you something.

Now?

Yeah. Before I tell anyone else.

It's about me and Susan.

Don't. It's over.
It's in the past.

It's not.

All right, shoot.

I'm so sorry, Kathy.

It's worse than you think.

Did you get her pregnant?

Yeah.

Kathy.

Don't.

I didn't mean don't have a drink.

Good.

I meant there's more.

Jesus! Cut it out!

Fuck you,
Fuck You!

Fuck You!

Fuck You!

Stop! Stop it!

You're not gonna win!
You're never gonna win!

Stop it!

It was an accident.
I swear.

It was an accident...

why didn't you tell somebody?

We were fighting.

It was an accident while we were fighting.
That's manslaughter.

I'm going to Washington today to confess.

I have to.

You have to?

- It's what my father would have wanted.
- Your Father?

You're worried about your father?!

Course, I remember those last few minutes

a little different than he does.

But people only remember what
they can stand to.

Don't tell anyone.
Not anyone.

It can stay between you and me.

I can live with this.

I can.

I can't.

Baby, I've tried, I...

I just can't.

By then, Mark wanted to be punished.
He thought he deserved it.

The average sentence for
manslaughter is six years.

You serve two.

I'm sorry.

Mark took 14 and 13.

You're just doing your job.

Kathy stood by him,
or tried to.

She died of drink about a year
before he got out.

Yes, I did.

You did what, Agent Putnam?

It's important that you be specific.

For a second it sounded
like you meant to say...

I did mean that.

I killed her.
I broke her neck.

He surprised a hell lot
of people around here.

They figured somebody
I'd snitched on done it.

He told them where to find me too.

Or they wouldn't have
had no proof or nothing.

I got something!

Course he didn't decide
to confess until ten months

after he killed me,

so the dogs got at me pretty good.

If I hadn't been so mad

I would have had the baby by myself.

God damn you, Mark.

That's her.

I guess I was wrong about all them getting
what they wanted, huh?

In the long run, anyways.

Course in the long run,
who does?

Like I said.

Worst thing about being dead?

You get too much time to think.