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Hey, M.E. report on Walt McCready

- just came over the fax.
- McCready?

No signs of pre-death trauma,
no knife wounds,

no petechial haemorrhaging
to indicate strangulation.

Victim has a gunshot wound to the leg,
but it hardly killed him.

Well, it backs the horseshit Doyle
Bennett was slinging this morning.

Coover went rogue
and killed McCready over a wristwatch.

You up on your paperwork?

Yeah, I just got to get ready
for this AUSA interview.

I don't suppose
you'll lose too much sleep over that.

Well, Loretta McCready's
gonna corroborate

everything that went down
with Coover Bennett.

The one thing I'm worried about is dragging
that poor girl through this whole thing again.

Well, the way you've described her,
she seems like a pretty tough cookie.

Yeah. Yeah, she is.

There something else?

Is there?

- No, we're done.
- Okay. We're done.

That's what I said.

Where do we go next?

Well, you've got that AUSA meeting.

Yeah, where do we go? We know that.

Is there something on
your mind, Raylan?

Look, Art,

you and I...

Shut that door.

What?

- I just want to get to the bottom of this.
- Why?

Well, because I'd like to know
where I stand, moving forward.

I don't think you would, Raylan.

I think what you want is to walk in here
and have me go,

"Just sit down, son. Tell me,
in your emotionally crippled way,

"just what it is that's troubling your heart
so that we can get back what we've lost."

Okay. Sorry. Forget it.

No, no, no, no.

You opened this can. Let's eat it all.
Get back in here.

Let me tell you something, Raylan.

Now, you know that thing
that never happened

that we never talked about?

We're not gonna talk about it.

Okay.

Now, do you understand
what that means?

No.

That means that I'm stuck with you.

I'm stuck with a man who is a
lousy marshal, but a good lawman.

And you are who you are.

Nothing I say has ever
made any difference.

No punishment that I can dream up
will ever change you.

It kind of makes me sad, believe it or not,
because I thought at one point that

maybe someday you and I'd be able to
look back on all this and laugh.

But shit. I don't think
you're gonna live that long.

You just go on and do what you do,
and I'll just keep cleaning up after you.

And sooner or later,
this problem's gonna solve itself.

Okay.

How long's it been since we
sat across each other like this?

What's this?

Your share of Black Pike.

Now?

It's yours and we're square.
That's the deal, so take it.

Business ought to stand aside
for other things, personal things.

Helen, girl, business don't
stand aside for anything.

And after losing Coover, I intend
to weigh all my debts and accounts.

I know you're struggling.

But I pray you'll reject
seeing the hand of fate in this.

What else would you call it?

Twenty years of peace,

20 years we held it in our hands.

The two of us.

He had a job to do, protecting the girl.

That may be so, but I hurt.

I told him to stay clear
of you and your kin.

And it happened just the same.

What happens now is
not with fate or history or God.

It's with you.

Raylan killed my baby.

It's a terrible loss. There's no doubt.

But if you take the privilege,
where will it end?

I don't know if it's design or accident
that gets these things started.

What do we gain with
soaking these hills with more blood?

Lid stays on, at my word.

I have to go.

Ms. Bennett.

I want you to know
how sorry I am for your loss.

- Thank you.
- Can't imagine what it'd be like

losing one of my boys.

I wonder if it'd be worse watching them
grow up in a holler that's all choked dead,

the creeks all poisoned by slag.

Least Coover went quick.

I put my faith in you, Ms. Bennett!

Your granddaddy and my granddaddy
spilled blood to

keep the companies
from taking these hills.

And then you give them away
with a piece of paper.

- Hobart, you want to...
- You familiar with the Book of Isaiah?

"Slaughter the sons
for the guilt of their fathers,

"lest they fill the world with tyrants."

Wherever your boys grow up,

do you think they'd be better off
doing it with or without their daddy?

You think about that next time
before you open your mouth to me.

I was gonna make some eggs.

I'm fine.

That won't fill you up.

I'm fine.

You're not gonna sit with me
and have one last meal?

I saw your bags packed in your room.

Ava, I have to leave.

I'm embarking upon a journey that
I can't rightly ask you to be a part of.

How do you know?

Because when you took me in,
you made it clear that

you would not tolerate
any criminal activity.

How hard did I enforce that law, Boyd?
I lied for you taking that mining money.

This is different, Ava.

I guess me taking you in
and building you up was a mistake.

Just set you back to square one.

That's not true.

You took me in,
and you healed me, Ava.

You give me a reason to
wake up in the morning.

For that, I'll be eternally grateful.

Get out.

- Winona.
- You busy?

- That it?
- Sorry?

I've been calling you for three days,
calls you haven't returned.

Now, you just come in here
and ask if I'm busy?

I know. I'm sorry.
I had some late nights. And then,

I got sick.
And I was gonna call you last night,

but my cell phone died.

Okay.

- "Okay" what?
- Nothing. You asked if I was busy.

- No, Raylan. What's the problem?
- Your cell died?

That's something you tell your parents
if you're out past your curfew.

Would you like to take a look at it?
Maybe you can figure out

what the problem is,
because I sure as hell can't.

Okay. Your cell is dead.

I am sorry for your loss.

- What can I do for you?
- You think I've been ducking your calls?

- Clearly you haven't.
- Why would I be ducking your calls?

I don't know. Tell me.

- Okay.
- Okay.

I was ducking your calls.

But it was because
I thought you were still pissed at me.

And my cell phone really did die.
And that's why I'm here now.

Trust me, I would much rather have
had this conversation over the phone.

Why didn't you just call me
from the landline in your office, then?

- I didn't even think of that.
- Yeah.

Anyway, I need a favour.

Really?

Yeah. I need a ride. My car won't start.

I should instinctively say no, but
considering the favour you asked me last,

this would be a piece of cake.
Where would you like to go?

- Across town.
- To?

To rob a bank. I need a wheel man.

Very funny. Seriously.

I'm just gonna get a cab.

- Winona...
- It's all right.

Corner of Cameron and Chase?

Yeah.

And what's there?

My attorney's office.
I'm getting a divorce.

Why didn't you tell me that?

Because it's complicated, and it's
painful. Well, you know how it is.

Have you been okay?

What do you think?

I don't know. That's why I'm asking.

Have you been sleeping?
Have you been eating?

Jesus. Are you...
Are you asking me if I've lost my mind?

- No, I'm asking if you're okay.
- "Have you been sleeping?

"Have you had thoughts of harming yourself
or others? Do you hear voices?"

- Have you? Do you?
- I have not. No.

- No. I'm fine, Raylan. I really am.
- Can I ask you a question?

- Are you out of your mind?
- Oh, my God.

You stole $200,000.

- And I put it back.
- But you stole it.

Well, you said you think about
that kind of shit all the time.

Think about it. Never done it.
You know why? It's crazy.

- I made one mistake.
- You went crazy.

- I made a stupid mistake.
- I'd like to know if that's temporary.

- What?
- What?

You've been eyeballing that mirror
since we got in the car.

It's called checking the mirrors.
It's safe driving, Winona.

This job of yours.

No, no. Don't turn this around on me.

We're here to find out whether
you're cracking up.

And you know what? I bet you,
you know the make and model of

all five of the cars
that are behind us right now.

Okay. First of all, there are only three.

And one's a silver Cadillac that's
been with us since the courthouse.

Now, what would you have done
with the money?

Hold that thought.

Hey, fellas.

Forgive me. I can't tell if
you guys are following me or not,

and I'm just a little out of sorts,
to be honest with you.

I shot and killed a guy
just three days ago.

So, at this intersection here,
I'm gonna go right.

I want you two to go left. I go right.

You go left. If you go right,

then I'm gonna want some answers.

All right. You guys have a good one.

What was that about?

Directions.

Why are we stopping?
Are they following us again?

No, no. They took a left.

Well, I still need to be dropped off.

- We're here.
- What?

Corner of Cameron and Chase.
Isn't that what you said?

Yeah.

That doesn't mean I'm crazy.
There's a lot going on, Raylan.

Look, honey, maybe we shouldn't
see each other for a little while.

- What?
- I don't know. I...

We keep thinking things are different
and that we've changed,

but you're still getting out in traffic
and trying to stop people...

Those guys took every turn
from the courthouse...

- Let me finish.
- Why?

So you can tell me
how much you hate my job and...

Raylan, stop it.

I don't want to get on you
about your job. I don't.

But I can't seem to help myself,
which leads me to believe that,

despite my best efforts,
maybe I haven't changed.

- I'm not saying you haven't changed.
- Let me tell you something.

When someone says, "It ain't you,
it's me," they mean, "It's you."

- Not all the time.
- Yeah.

- Why don't you take that? I need to go.
- The girl, Loretta.

It's her social worker. Just wait.

Emily. Hey. What's up?

I'm in the middle of something.

Okay. I can be there in 20 minutes.

Fine, 10.

- I got to go.
- I do, too.

- Can you get a ride back?
- Yes. I will get a taxi. Thank you for the ride.

Like I told you over the phone,
she said she would only talk to you.

Well, she's been through a lot.

They all have.

Sorry. I have a huge case load today,

and it doesn't matter to me if she
goes inside or back to the group home.

But she has to decide.

Okay. Thank you.

Hey. You're holding things up here, girl.

I don't know these people.

Yeah. Well, I don't either, but she
says they're good Christian folk.

She talks like Oprah.

She says the kids are nice.

I'll end up a babysitter,
wiping their butts.

Well, they look potty-trained to me.

I'll be trapped inside that house.

That house looks nice.

- I don't like it.
- The street looks nice. The trees are nice.

I'm sure there are plenty of
other kids around here your age.

I ain't a kid.

Well, then,
what's the damn problem, huh?

Why you got me all the way out here?

I'm pissed.

Okay.

- Why'd they do it?
- Why'd who do what?

Why'd they kill my daddy?

He was a sad, old man.
What'd he ever do?

Just how it broke, I suppose.

Your daddy was stretched thin,
in business with some bad people.

I miss my mama.

I can imagine.

But not my daddy.

He was pitiful.

Does that make me bad?

Nope. No, it don't.

Does it make me bad
if I'm glad Coover's dead?

The world's better without him.

All right. Loretta, here's the deal.

Is this gonna be tough? Yeah.

Lonely. But you're strong.

You'll make friends. You'll meet boys.

And best of all,
you'll be a big sister to those two.

They're gonna look at you like
you got a light coming from the inside.

Come on. Give it a shot.

Your brother was a dim bulb,
but he had a knack.

All that personal consumption, I guess.

He could crossbreed,

raise and lower the THC
like he was a conductor waving a wand.

His way is dying.

Tell him.

Mom's giving you
what's left of the weed business.

Okay.

Then that's it.

You and me are done.

What?

I'm settling accounts.

To that end, I want you to leave Raylan
alone. We hold our side of the feud.

I got other concerns.

I got threats on account of Black Pike,
don't need more.

Now, okay. Hold up here. What... Now...

Do I need to remind us that
a Givens murdered a Bennett here?

- Because of you.
- Because of me?

Now, how in the world is that my fault?

Don't ask questions
you don't want answered.

Mama, it wasn't like I wanted
to give him up. I was tortured.

- You should have taken it!
- Mom, I was tortured!

Coover was gonna kill Loretta.

And I did everything I could
to make sure he didn't hurt her,

because I know how much
that girl means to you, Mama!

And if he'd done it,
I'd have killed him myself!

You went against the family,

and not for the first time.

Black Pike is the future.

Its proceeds go to
your brother and his family.

They are the future, not you.

Mama...

Brother, you know she ain't nowhere
near thinking straight on this.

Her mind's all twisted up with grief.

No, Dickie.

It's been in the works.
And I'm with her on it.

Is that right? Now, what did I expect?

Of course. You and your boys will
get your future laid out for you.

Yeah, but meanwhile,
the Bennett name ain't worth shit.

Now you know, brother. You know.

If we don't answer this killing,
we are nothing!

Nothing!

So, now you're gonna cast yourself as the
great protector of the Bennett family name?

Ain't no one else seems willing.

This ain't about our name, Dickie.

It's about you wanting to put
Raylan Givens in the ground.

- Is that right? Let me tell you something...
- You get the weed.

You leave the rest, the
Oxy, meth, protection,

whatever you and your brother
were scheming to get into.

And why is that?

Mama give Boyd Crowder free rein to
pursue whatever business he wanted.

She told Boyd Crowder what?

- You heard me. Okay, so let's just let it lie.
- She...

Let it lie. Understand?

Yeah.

I do see.

Quite clearly.

- All right, Dickie.
- All right.

I can't accept the murky language
in paragraphs four through seven.

It's clear. It just happens not to be
your client's wishes.

I'm not gonna budge on the
beneficiary. We've been over this.

The first contracts stand,
and the beneficiary stands,

and you can kick all you want,
but the policies predate the marriage,

and any amendments that
have been made by your client,

no matter how many
waivers you show me.

Yeah, we'll see about that.

Really, Gary?
We're gonna fight over insurance?

What's next? Pocket lint?

- Winona...
- Oh, God.

Gary...

- Okay. All right. We're done here for today.
- I'm sorry.

There's nothing more to say.
These are very emotional times.

You gave me no choice.

You had a choice, Gary.
You just chose wrong.

You know, I've rehearsed these words
in my head a thousand times,

but sitting with you now,
all my words are gone.

I've been doing
a lot of thinking about Daddy.

He was a hard man with large
appetites and few graces.

And I spent my whole life
trying to be a different kind of man.

But looking back on it,

I can see how he made it possible for us to
grow up in a world without want or hunger,

how he helped those in need,

and tried to bring a little order
to our corner of the world.

I guess I understand, finally,
what he tried imperfectly to do.

And I see value in that.

Maybe that's why
I haven't come to you until now.

I owe you an apology, a deep apology.

I've just been trying to
find my way in the world.

And while my intentions were good,
people got hurt.

People died.

Well, too bad for me
I wasn't one of them.

Would you like to see the bag
I have to wear to piss and shit in?

But if it helped you
find your way in the world, Boyd,

well, then I guess it was worth it.

Now, I'll think about your way
every time I empty it.

Reach me my lighter.

It's not just about me, Johnny.

It's always about you, Boyd.

I'm a different man now.

And I understand that you and me,
we are one blood.

Yeah? Is that right?

Well, I'll tell you what.

Why don't you go on out there,

and you get yourself cut in half
by a shotgun blast,

then stuck back together again?

And then, when you come back here,

we can talk about being
one blood, cousin.

Yeah. They still work.

For shit, but they work.

You think you performed
a miracle on me?

I don't believe in miracles any more.

Well, that is something, anyway.

I do appreciate the
money that you sent.

Beer ain't free.

We about done here now?

- I need you, Johnny.
- For what?

To do what Daddy only dreamed of.

Bring Harlan County
back under Crowder control.

Now, it's not gonna be easy,
and it's not gonna happen overnight.

But it is gonna happen.

You and me, we're gonna do it.

What the hell use am I gonna be?

Johnny, I know you think that
you are a broken man,

but from where I sit, I
see things different.

Don't sell me, Boyd.
I don't want to hear it.

I'm not selling!

Now, Daddy did all of his business
out of the back of that bar.

Now, you know what he did right

and what he did wrong
better than any man alive.

What the hell makes you think,
after all I been through,

that I would lift a goddamn finger
to help you?

Because you're a Crowder.

It's in your blood.

Jed.

Dickie. Hey. Wow.
Came in fat this year, huh?

Must have been those rains.

Must have been, must have been.

Hey, I'm real sorry about Coover.

Appreciate the sentiment.

Jed, you've been with the family
quite a while now, ain't that right?

I guess, you know, since
I was 17, on and off.

Seventeen. Well, now,
the reason I ask you here, Jed, is,

there's gonna be some changes. Okay?

Mama is stepping down,

and someone else is stepping up.

All right.

Yeah. With my brother gone and all.

May he rest in peace.

So, I was doing some thinking,
you know, and it occurred to me that

maybe, just maybe, you might want
the opportunity to step up, too.

- Well, hell, yeah.
- "Hells yes," he says.

- Yeah.
- Yeah. Well, now, here's the thing,

gonna mean more responsibility.

Hey, shit, Dickie, I got mouths to feed.
I will do what I got to do.

Yeah. It would mean
getting your hands a little dirty.

Like I said.

And just so we're clear, didn't you...

You did some work for the Crowders
back in the day, did you not?

Yes, Dickie. Sure. Who didn't?

Any loyalty going on there?
Conflict-of-interest type thing?

Not on my part. Nor theirs.

Well,

all right.

All right.

Bet. $150.

We're hoping to get a little action?

Is that right, wheels?

Well, buy-in is $500,
and 5% of each pot goes to the house.

Well, I think we're fine with that.

And no firearms.

We're not carrying,
but you do what you must.

Raise.

- Three hundred.
- Call.

Devil.

Boyd. Johnny.
Didn't know you boys played.

Devil? Cute.

Well, it's an honorary title.

How do you like them wheels, huh? You
get your face up against that fence!

Well, Johnny,
I wasn't ready to start this show,

but since you already
pulled back the curtains,

- kindly do what this man asked.
- Okay. Okay.

All right, ladies and gentlemen,
pull out all your cash.

Put everything on the table right now
with alacrity.

Put your face down on the floor. Now.

Devil, pick up that cash, and let's go.

- You serious?
- Well, I came here for you,

but I'll leave with all your money,
if that's what you prefer.

What you offering?

Same as before,
only of a much, much bigger pie.

I'm gonna find you assholes.

My name's Boyd Crowder.
You can come after me if you want,

but it'll be the last thing you ever do.
I promise you that.

- You got my note.
- I did.

You left a bunch of
Post-its leading up to it,

- so it was kind of hard to miss.
- How was the meeting with the lawyers?

It sucked.
Is that what you wanted to ask me?

You said today that we shouldn't see
each other for a while because...

Because I don't want you to think
this divorce is to pressure you.

I'm divorcing Gary because
Gary and I are done.

That seems like pretty sane thinking.

Well, it might just be
the sanest thing I've done in a while.

And, look, you're not the only one
who's worried about my sanity.

I go to bed at night, and I wake
up, thinking, "What did I do?"

I've been thinking the same thing.

Not about you, about me. You know...

I'm gonna let you in on a little secret.

You see these old-timers right here?

Well, I don't think a week goes by

I don't look at them and wonder,

"Should I grow a moustache?"

No.
I wonder how I'd stack up against them.

And after last week, I'd say not so well.

I've been wondering if
I'm just a criminal at heart,

you know, truly my father's son.

But then you got out of the car today
without kissing me,

and I think, "Bullshit."
I didn't help you because I'm an outlaw.

I helped you because
I'm in love with you.

That's sweet, Raylan.

"That's sweet," huh?

Of course you're in love with me.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah, and I love you back. Now what?

Yeah...

Glynco.

Glynco?

Yeah. I mean...

You were happy.
I liked teaching kids how to shoot.

Yeah, well, I liked you being there.

I liked knowing that,
unless one of those kids misfired,

you were gonna
walk through the door at night.

So?

So? Are you saying what
I think you're saying?

If you think I'm saying, "Let's
go to Glynco," then, yeah.

There's a lot of history there.

So what?

Running into history everywhere.
I'm sick of that shit.

The fact is, I'm done here.
Or at least Art's done with me, and...

So, you got nothing better to
do with your life.

You might as well just
run off with your ex.

Exactly.

Wow.

Glynco.

Can I think about it?

Really? You're serious?

Yeah.

I thought this is what you wanted.

- Yeah, well, it was something I wanted.
- "Was"?

Raylan, I don't know if you've noticed,

but there's a lot of stuff
going on in my life right now.

Well, shit. Thank God I
didn't get down on one knee.

I didn't say no.
I just said I wanted to think about it.

All right.

- You still need a ride?
- I do.

Now, we all know it
takes muscle and money.

Now, we got a bit of both,
but we're gonna need more soon.

I'll take point on muscle. You know me.
People person.

We're also gonna need a home base.
Can't do much out in the open like this.

Well, maybe it's time we had a word
with that fat man who stole your bar.

He'll get more than a word.

Now, once we got infrastructure,
and we got everything in line,

- we're gonna have to make our grand debut.
- Well, what do you got in mind?

Well, there are any number of ways to
get out the message.

The trick is picking
the right messenger.

Now, I've been doing a
little bit of thinking...

Boyd, Johnny. Hey.

- Don't know you.
- Well, we can change that.

Well, maybe we could,
but I'm here to talk to this man,

so you can put your face back in
whatever it is you got going on there.

- What is that, a milkshake?
- Keep it up, rabbit.

Boyd, I just wanted you to know
whatever words were said

between you and my mama,
whatever deal you made, it's off.

Your arrangement with
the Bennetts is done.

The Bennetts? Didn't they used to be
a swinging dick around here?

Then, one of them boys...
What the hell's his name?

Hooter or Booger, got killed, put the
rest of them up against the wall.

You about done?

What, you need a little more time to
go on entertaining yourself?

What do you think?

Boyd, let's see, now.

Your daddy's gone, your men are dead.
Take one look at Johnny over here.

Can't we all get around the fact that

he ain't much more than a man
that you put in a wheelchair?

And milkshake over here,

well, he probably has to whistle
when he takes a shit

so he knows which end to wipe.

Boy, he ain't just handsome.
He's funny.

Point I'm coming down to, Boyd, I
believe you need to know what's what.

So, here's what's what.

Town of Bennett, that would be mine.

Harlan, well,
you can bet that's gonna be mine.

And you,
you're welcome to join me, all right?

Or you can just get yourself
across the county line.

Gentlemen.

That's right.
That's right, rabbit. Hop away.

What do you want me to do about him?

Nothing.

We just found our messenger.

You mind the radio?

No, no. Not at all.

There you go. No, no, no.
The other one. Yeah, give that a shot.

A voice like this grates on you at first,
but then, maybe, you'll learn to like it.

Like Neil Young.
Didn't like him, then I did.

- Well, he's Neil Young.
- National treasure.

- He's Canadian.
- Then I guess he sucks.

Are you all right? Get down.

Okay, come on. Stay down.

Hi. This is Deputy US Marshal
Raylan Givens.

I'm with a civilian, female.
We're under fire from two men, white.

- Taking cover in the offices of...
- Bowen Prefab.

Bowen Prefab on the southeast corner
of Williams and Byng.

I don't know what colour it is.
It's the one with the ringing bells.

- Who are they?
- Lord knows.

Any number of people
are trying to kill me.

Right here.

- Okay. Now, you still go to the range?
- What?

- The shooting range?
- I haven't been in years.

But you remember what they
taught you, right? Centre mass?

Okay, now, if these two get by me,
you keep shooting till they stop moving

- or you run out of bullets.
- Where are you going?

- Now, if they come...
- Raylan...

you keep shooting.

Why don't you stay here,
and we both keep shooting?

Centre mass.

Yes.

"Yes"?

Glynco.

Mr. Crowder?

Beautiful night.

I thought so.
I came out to see the stars.

I guess it must be mighty confusing,
me being here.

Truth be told, I had to see you one more
time, even if it was from a distance.