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NARRATOR:
Previously on Justified...

- What about Boyd? - Boyd ain't
nothing like Bowman.

Yeah, he's a Crowder.

That's awful strange talk

seeing as you're here
working for him.

My uncle...

You sure he couldn't have
made it out of that mine?

Even if he survived the blast,

the rockfall cut him off
from the entrance.

Probably got turned around
in the dark.

Zachariah got turned around?

You want some advice?
Bring Raylan in.

See if you can confirm
what your gut is telling you.

Is that what you'd do?

You'd let it go.

Wouldn't risk the case
just to save your own ass.

When I asked you how long you'd
been snitching to the Marshals,

you said, "This time."

The other time was about
Grady Hale, right?

You just figured that out
all by yourself, Mikey?

(LAUGHS)
(WYNN YELLS)

(HANDCUFFS CLICK)

Miss Hale, please call me
as soon as you get this.

Ripping you off...
That was her idea

of payback for you murdering
her husband.

I just thought
you'd ought to know.

Baby?

(CRIES OUT)

What did you do?

I gave you what you
always wanted, Raylan...

Boyd Crowder
bleeding at your feet.

I'm going to come after you.

I know.

I know your deputies
just got back to Atlanta,

but we need as many
as you can spare.

We've got a new number one.

Ava Crowder.

Jerry, I'm gonna have to
call you back.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

How bad is it?

Well, I shaved.

The Director called.

Tried to tell her that I was
the shot caller on this

from my sickbed, that I just
couldn't let it go,

but apparently you'd already
talked to her.

I'm the one who approved
Ava as a CI,

and Raylan as her handler.

It's only right I take the hit.

I wish you'd called me first.

Am I suspended?

Hell, no.

Not gonna sideline one
of my best man hunters

in the middle of a manhunt.

What the hell's the status
with Crowder?

Nelson's sitting on him
at Harlan Regional Medical

until they get the bullet out
and we can move him.

Well, you do realize you
accomplished something

that I was never able to do
all these years.

Let an untrustworthy CI,

get away with $10 million?

You got Boyd Crowder.

(BOYD GRUNTING)

DOCTOR: Irrespective of
you being shot,

you are what doctors call
one lucky son of a bitch.

Yeah, well, I don't feel
so lucky at the moment.

(GROANS) Slug splintered
on your collarbone.

Hair south, your lungs'd
be torn to shreds.

We got in there, tied things up.

It could be worse.

You give us a minute, Doc?

You're not the one
shot him, are you?

No, I'm the one
who got him here.

(EXHALING DEEPLY)

Ain't exactly true, is it?

What you told him about
bringing me here.

Well, I called it in,

made sure they knew
you were emergent.

You handcuffed me to a bumper,

you left me there without
so much as a fare thee well.

You could hear
the sirens on their way.

Must have given you some solace.

I don't suppose you've come
to tell me you've found her.

I found her truck some
down the road, abandoned.

No sign beyond.

Gotta suck, be that
close to the prize,

have it shot out of your hand.

I kinda know how you feel.

No, you don't.

I don't believe in a world
where you know how I feel.

I didn't realize disappointment

was a domain exclusive
unto Boyd Crowder.

Well, Raylan, if we're
gonna play it that simple,

then let's talk about
your disappointments.

What disappoints you,
Raylan Givens?

The fact that you weren't
the one who got to shoot me?

Where is she goin?

Well, you wheel me outta here,

I'll take you straight to her.

(CHUCKLES) That's funny.

Oh, well, it doesn't
have to be funny.

Come on, Raylan. Me and you,
one more ride together.

See if we can't find a reasonable
solution to our problem.

But which is
our problem, exactly?

The money or Ava?

Well, ain't they
the same problem, Raylan?

Are they to you?

I'm gonna get outta here,
Raylan.

Mmm-hmm. Sooner or later,
one way or another,

I'm gonna get outta here,
and when I do,

I'm gonna go get that money.

Which sets me to thinking, how
long you think she's got?

Long enough for you
to execute your great escape?

Get to her before Markham
and his boys do?

Then I got to wonderin' further
what they're gonna do to her

if they get there first.

Well, maybe she has
whatever that is coming.

Oh.

I see.
And you're cool with that?

Them dishing out retribution
however they see fit?

Are you?

My, my.

You know, Raylan.

Zachariah Randolph.

Come again?

It's her uncle.

I think that's the man
you're looking for.

(MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY)

You think he's helping her?

Well, if he ain't died down in one
of those shafts, Raylan, then...

I don't believe he has.

That'd be my first stop.

See you at the arraignment.

You get anything?

RAYLAN:
Maybe a place to start.

Heard she pulled Boyd's gun on you.
She did.

Man, I did not see that coming.

Anything changes here,
drop me a line.

You ever been down in a mine?

I've been to Mordor,
but not through the mines.

Is that a yes or a no?
No.

(BIRDS COOING)
(GRUNTS)

Is that it? Way up there?
Yeah!

I thought you said it was close.

(GRUNTS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

AVA: How long's
this place been closed?

ZACHARIAH:
Oh, eight, nine years.

They used it a...
As a supply station.

Rescue would get the supplies in

to trapped miners
as fast as possible.

Regulations being so damn lax,

they didn't build this thing
till after the '83 collapse.

- (SIGHS)
- (SIGHS)

You think having closer supplies

would have saved my daddy?

God himself couldn't
save your daddy on that day.

That's why I stopped praying.

(GRUNTING)
Yeah, yeah.

(SCRAPING AND THUDDING)

(COUGHS)

Get some heat in here.

And I got...

This here radio for backup.

We'll know they're coming
before they do.

Give us some time
to hightail it outta here,

which is exactly what
we should be doing,

so I'm gonna go over,
see if I can get

one of those old ATVs running.

Pack up these bags, and we
be outta here by sundown!

Now you do know those old
moonshine trails up there,

they just roll through
those mountains like a...

Maze?
Yeah, maze.

Now this Grubes guy
we're going to see,

you sure he knows
his way around?

He knows the trails blindfolded.

But I was thinkin'...
Boyd knows Grubes.

Ah.
If he's alive...

If he's alive, the Marshals
got him, and if he ain't...

(CLAPS HANDS)

The more, the better.

Ripped By mstoll

(THEME SONG PLAYING)

♪ 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 ♪

Where are you?

Damn, I can't hear you.

MIKEY: I'm in Richmond,
close to EKU.

Give me the phone, Mikey.
Let me talk to her.

I'll call when I get close.
Keep Duffy there.

I just need to get my purse.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

You know, loan usually smell a
rotten bud before it blooms.

But your scent, my dear, has
always been Presidential Kush.

Agents and their questions...

Been at it all night.
(SIGHS)

Got yourself a new purse.

Yeah, before we go down
a whole road,

I think you might be interested
in the phone call I just had,

wherein I learned that
Wynn Duffy killed Grady.

I didn't know that little
cockroach was still alive.

Yeah. Well, I'm just
going to change that.

How do you know this?

His bodyguard called me.

Wynn Duffy was a rat
14 years ago,

and he's a rat today.

You know, I knew you'd never
leave your home state.

That's why I came back.
Nothing else mattered.

You were the prize.

But now I wonder
if I wasn’t just a mark,

someone for you to screw.

At first, yes,

but...

Seeing you, being with you,

everything came flying back.

Oh, don't tell me.
Love?

Well, was it not
the same for you?

Well, I've always
loved you, Katherine.

I just don't trust you.

Well, I accepted
your proposal, Avery.

Would it be so bad
for the two of us to

live together,
not trusting each other,

just like everybody else
in the whole wide world?

You know,
I understand your drive

to avenge Grady's death,

even when you thought it was me.

And I hope when
I'm your husband,

you'd do the same for me.

(SIGHS)

I'm gonna go shower.
You wanna join me?

Nothing I'd love more.

But there's work to be done.

Going after your $10 million?

Our $10 million.

Then I'm gonna make sure
Boyd Crowder

doesn't see another day.

Well, I'm gonna do
the same to Wynn Duffy.

Let me handle Duffy.

I'll bring you his head
for a wedding present.

Goddamn, Avery Markham.

I love you.

Love you, too.

(CLASSICAL MUSIC
PLAYING ON RADIO)

I never knew
you liked classical, Mikey.

You'd know if you let me
pick the music

every once in a while.

That can change.

A lot can change.

You want me to drive sometimes?

You wanna be in charge
of the TV?

Mikey?

What do you want, Mikey?

Okay, point taken.

You got a code.
You're Billy Jack.

I get it, okay?

Can we end this? Mikey?

I'll forget what happened

and we'll go back
to the way things were.

(RADIO VOLUME INCREASES)

(LOUDLY) Okay, Mikey?

Hey!

Take these goddamn cuffs off,

or I'm gonna take that code,

and I will shove it up your ass!

(GRUNTS)

This isn’t just about some code.

You were as close to family
as I ever had.

I believed in you, Wynn.

End of the day, you're a rat.

And rats get exterminated,
period.

And I hate being
called "Mikey."

(DOOR SQUEAKS)

(BAG THUDS)

(SIGHS)

BOON: Seat buckle.

I'm just looking to keep
my girl safe.

(SQUEAKS)

Are you looking for this?
(CHUCKLES)

Come on.
(CLICK)

When I was a kid,

can't tell you how many
foster daddies I had.

Angry pricks, one and all.

Lay three hots and a cot
with a side of ass whupping.

I come to rely solely
on my own wherewithal

at a tender age,
not unlike yourself.

I'm hearing tales
about all this money

you supposedly got,

no doubt giving you
a sense of confidence.

But I can tell you what.
Markham's got a lot more.

What's your point?

Do you ever watch
the history channel?

Days of yore, marriages weren't
about love or romance.

Those sentiments
didn't even factor in.

They were about alliances
to end wars,

making each side stronger

against enemies
they had in common.

You understand?

Man, I got no idea
what in the hell

you're talking about.

I'm saying,

if I'd had a Mr. Markham
by my side back then,

I'd have jumped on it as fast
as a bullet.

I wanna offer you
an opportunity,

tuck in with us.

You say yes,

we'll always
be watching your back.

I don't need anybody
watching my back...

Least of all, you.

Got fire in your belly.

What I adore most, girl.

Be careful
lest it burn your brain,

so you can't hear good reason.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

RAYLAN: You got an escort
down the mine shaft?

WILLITS: He's on the way
out now.

Had to roust the owner
out of the bed.

He was grumpy about it.

RAYLAN: Well, you can tell him
he can give me

the what-for as soon
as he gets us on a coal cart.

You think she could
have got down

that mine shaft on her own?

We think Ms. Crowder
has an accomplice

worked this mine
most of his life.

RAYLAN:
What's that up there?

So I got the claymores set.

Earl's on the AK. We got the
armored car dead in our sight.

Next thing we know,
cherries, man, everywhere.

I'm telling it, Earl.
All right?

Sorry.

How'd the cops know?

Figure we got set up.

By who?

That Katherine chick
and Duffy...

One or both of 'em.

It's like that old saying,
you know?

"Crime doesn't pay"?

God damn it, Earl. No.

"Ain't no honor
among thieves."

Crime does pay.

As long as the criminals
you're working for

don't screw you over
all the time.

BIRCH: Let's go, girls!

You're moving to a new cell!

Come on off your fannies!

(CELL DOOR CLANKS)

Not you two.

You got a visitor.

Who?

(WHISTLES)

Oh, no.

Oh, hey! Hey, we can't be
in here with them!

Come on now!
This shit ain't legal!

Those cops
aren't gonna help you, son.

They're new friends of mine.

I'm gonna tell y'all
upfront right now,

we ain't going down
without a fight.

BOON: Jenny here
says you would.

(BARS RATTLE)

And she's had the last word
in many such a disagreement.

Boon.

I know Boyd is the brain
behind your attempt to rob me.

You and your brother
were just pawns.

We were soldiers.

No, you were pawns.

He sent you out to attack
that armored car

while he executed
his real plan...

Kidnap my fiancee,

extort the $10 million that way.

He screwed you both.

You're lying. Boyd
wouldn't do that to us.

Would he, Carl?

Ever hear of judge Zeke Baron?

I know of Baron's pawn shop.

That's judge Zeke.
He owns it.

He got an office out back.

Buy enough of his junk
for double what it cost,

he's amenable
to signing a release,

get you OR'd.

What does that
have to do with us?

It means we're
getting out of here.

Means you're getting
out of here.

What about Earl?

Yeah.

Job I have
is a one-man effort, Carl.

Well, why me?
Why not the hot kid?

Boyd knows you.

Ask him where my money is.

If he knows, put a bullet
between his eyes.

If he doesn't know...

Put a bullet between
his eyes anyway.

What if I tell you Boyd's
been good to me, huh?

And I don't want your damn job.

If you refuse,

if you fail...

Or if you run off when you
get into the outside world,

then...

Jenny will blow Earl a kiss.

(UNDER BREATH)
Come on...

(TAPS)

(SIGHS)

(ANIMAL CHITTERS IN DISTANCE)

(BIRDS CRYING)

(DOOR CREAKS)

Clear.

Somebody's been here.

WILLITS: I imagine this place has
been put to all sorts of use.

Kids stealing,
coming in here to hook up.

It's warm in here.
You notice that?

Like someone had a space heater.

TIM: Drag marks right here
by the doorway.

$10 million is a lot of weight.

Maybe spied us, left in a hurry.

If so, they ain't far,
and they ain't moving fast.

We need to shift choppers
and dogs to this ridge,

set a perimeter around
this point as ground zero.

You got any guys you can spare?

WILLITS: I can ask.

Uh, if so, you wanna ride
on one of the helicopters?

One of them's got FLIR.

- Maybe get you a seat if you want.
- Definitely.

VASQUEZ:
It's beyond bad, Chief.

It's career-ending...

Mine, and yours.

You were the one that told me
to put Raylan in the lead.

Why did you call us
in here, Vasquez?

Where is he?

Where's who?

He's working the fugitive.

As the closest Deputy
to the case,

he is the most likely
to find her.

Oh, Jesus, Art. Seriously?

I mean, really, seriously?

God damn it, what, what did
he, promise you a cut?

I'm gonna do you
the goddamn common courtesy

of pretending I didn't hear that
shit come out of your mouth.

He was banging her in the past.

He's almost certainly
banging her now.

His banging her in the past

wrecked the criminal case
back then!

And then here we are again now!

History repeating itself.

Then he lets her shoot his, uh,

whatever the hell you want
to call, Boyd.

That's convenient.
And this Marshal,

whom we've defended on countless
questionable shootings,

well, he decides this time,
he's gonna holster his piece,

and he's just gonna wave
goodbye as she drives away.

(SIGHS)

You take umbrage with me all
you want, Chief Deputy Mullen.

You give me that look like you
wanna choke me right now.

But eventually, the both of you
are gonna have to come to grips

with the reality.

And in your version of reality?

Your Marshal and his girlfriend

have stolen $10 million

right out from under our noses.

(SIGHS)

(TELEPHONE
RINGING IN DISTANCE)

(HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING)

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

(LOUDLY) Givens.

I'm about to
get on a helicopter.

(SIGHS) I need you
back in Lexington now.

What? What?

Hey, I ain't kidding
about the helicopter.

It's hovering above my head.
Why I'm talking so loud.

Let the helicopter go. Let
somebody else take a ride.

I need you in the office.

What'd I do?
That's a long list.

I know that tone, Art.

I know it too well, as a matter of fact.
Just tell me.

Vasquez has voiced a concern.

Raised a concern
or leveled an accusation?

Look, you know where
this is going. You tell me.

He thinks I conspired with Ava.

Oh, tell me you ain't
entertaining the notion that

that is anything
other than utter horseshit.

(SIGHS) All I'm saying
is you're not giving me

a leg to stand on here.

I'm having trouble enough
defending your actions

even absent
your and Ava's history.

Just let me get
on the helicopter,

take one pass,
see if I can spot 'em.

They're close, Art.
I'm telling you,

I can feel it. They're close.
(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

All right.
You know me so well.

I'm sure you can understand
my tone when I say to you

let the goddamn helicopter go

and get your ass
back to Lexington right now.

(WHIRRING CONTINUES)

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

(STARTS ENGINE)

(UNDER BREATH)
God damn it.

(WHIRRING)

AVA: Okay...

(PANTING)

Are you Deputy Dunlop?

That's me.

They say they got a Deputy who
wants to meet you outside.

Givens, I think?

I could use a coffee anyway.

Keep an eye on him for me
for a minute?

Oh, yeah, you bet.
Thanks.

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

(WHISPERS) Let's go.

STILES: All right, now you're gonna
have to make this look good, all right?

(DOOR CLOSES)
How about you hit me?

Carl?
(GRUNTS)

Carl.

Carl?

(GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

That look good enough to you,
you son of a bitch?

Where's the money, Boyd?

Why are you pointing
a gun at me? I'm infirm.

I trusted you.

You sold Earl and I out.
You set the cops on us.

Who sold you that wooden nickel?

Son, I had every intention
of meeting you...

Don't lie to me, Boyd.

Now where's the goddamn money?

Carl, I'm sorry.

I made a bad decision.
Trust me, son.

And if I had to do it all over
again, I'd do it different.

(CLICK)
Last chance.

Hey, hey.
Where is the money?

God damn it, I saved your
life down in that mine.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

He's got my brother, Boyd.

I ain't got no choice in this.

Who's got your brother?
Markham?

(BREATH ES HEAVILY)

Well, damn, son,
get me outta here.

Let's go get that money.
We'll get your brother.

We'll kill that son of a bitch.

I'll give you half of everything
that I put my hands on.

Carl.

Carl, I know that we have had
a bad run of luck lately,

but we can change it
right now, god damn it.

Contrary to everything
that's happened,

I care deeply about you
and your brother.

$5 million?

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Now go get that key, son.

- Come on. (EXHALES DEEPLY)
- Yeah.

(SIREN WHOOPS)

(REVERSE ALERT BEEPING)

(BRAKES SQUEAL)

(INDISTINCT RADIO
CONVERSATIONS)

Throw me that jacket.

Where's he now?

Earl's in the jail under guard.

Markham bought off
a couple dirty cops.

Do anything for him.

Let's go kill
that skinny son of a bitch.

Question is now,
how we gonna get you out

past the nurses' stand
without anybody noticing?

(SIGHS) It shouldn't be
too hard with all the chaos.

What chaos?

(ALARM SOUNDING)

We got a shooter on the floor!

Everybody clear out!

WOMAN: Get outta here!
MAN: He said shooter! Come on!

(ALARM BLARING)

(PEOPLE SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

(POLICE RADIO CONVERSATIONS)
Where's Nelson?

Somewhere wishing
he wasn't Nelson.

Why didn't he get any backup?

Everyone's out looking for Ava.

Oh, my God.
The word I got

is you're supposed to be
headed back to Lexington,

face this Vasquez reckoning.

Yeah, I was headed
back to Lexington.

Then I got word Crowder
escaped Marshals' custody

and reframed my priorities
somewhat.

And creepy how excited
you seem right now,

not that I am questioning
your priorities.

My priorities are straight.

TIM: Uh-huh. So you're gonna
keep cool when I tell you

you need to follow Art's orders
and head back to Lexington.

Give me something here.

Point me in the direction,
couple hours.

Oh, so the joke here is
that I give you directions

back to Lexington, but since
you know where that is...

Who is this peckerwood
here? ls this Carl?

Jesus Christ, man. Carl.

I know. It's weird,
isn't it?

Maybe you should ask him
about that

when you get back to the office.

Tim, can we stop pretending
there's any version

of this conversation that ends
with me going to the office?

If I help you out,

you gonna cut me in
on that$10 million?

(SIGHS)

(TELEPHONE
RINGING IN DISTANCE)

♪ I wanna go back,

♪ I wanna go up and down

♪ Over all the little trees
and passes

♪ That make up our hometown

Got word from the hospital.

What?
♪ It all came crashing down

Carl's dead. And...

And Boyd escaped.

I told Carl what would happen

if he failed in his job.

A deal's a deal.

Call our friends at the jail.

Get little brother out.

♪ We held each other close
so tight

♪ I wanna go back ♪

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Help ya?

RAYLAN: Deputy U.S. Marshal
Raylan Givens.

Looking for Earl Lennon.

May have him back there awaiting
Marshal's transfer back to Lexington.

Oh, yeah, sure.
Great.

Whatever paperwork you, uh...
Just need to, uh...

Sure.
(DOOR OPENS)

Can I help you?
Hey.

Look at that.
Got him all ready for me.

Yeah, this prisoner's
been entrusted

to my office's charge.

I mean, what makes you think you can
just walk on out of here with him?

Uh, this. Not to get
all federal on you,

but, kinda is what it is.

Yeah, well, I'm gonna
have to make a call.

See? There it is.

There what is?

You know,
it don't bother me much

running into a cop from this
town that's bent to shit.

I grew up around here. Kinda
expect it now and then.

What irritates me is when
you call 'em on it,

and they give you
this look like,

"How dare you insinuate I'm a piece
of shit tarnishing my badge?"

I see you doing the math,

whether you're gonna
tolerate the insult.

But you should know,
one of your co-workers

is in the hospital
with brain bleed,

and this boy's brother's dead,

so you might wanna
factor them items

into the equation
before you decide

what you're gonna do next.

Number one,
I don't like your tone.

Number two,
that badge don't mean shit.

And number three. This boy's
been bonded out fair and square.

Matter of fact, I was just
about to call the judge.

The Marshal Service have spent
a lot of time and effort

apprehending a fugitive
that's now out on the run,

and lives are in danger
because of it,

so every time you open your mealy
mouth to lie, I think of that,

and I start
picturing how you'd look

without any
of your goddamn teeth.

Wait.

Did you say my brother's dead?

RAYLAN: Earl...

Step away from the dirty cop

and come with me,

nice and slow.

Thank you.

(PACHELBEL'S CANON IN D
PLAYING)

Hello, Michael.

Hello, Ms. Hale.

Michael, would you
mind giving me a gun

until this unfortunate mess
is over?

You can retrieve it later.
How's that sound?

(WHISPERS) Thank you.

(SIGHS)

Wynn...

Avery wanted to give me
your murderous rat head

as a wedding present,
but I thought,

no, I should do something
nice for him,

get our marriage started out
on the right foot.

The things we do for love.
(CHUCKLES)

WYNN: You gonna put it
in a big, blue Tiffany box

like that ring on your finger?

You're being awfully flip

for someone who's about to die.

What do you want me
to say, Katherine?

Yes, I ratted out Grady
to Simon Poole

and, yes, I killed Simon
Poole because Simon Poole

was gonna rat me out to Grady.

The life we chose, huh?

Why kill Grady?

WYNN: What do you care?

You were schtupping Markham.

You think about it,
I did you a favor.

KATHERINE: Yeah.

Yeah, maybe you did.

But, Wynn...

Grady was my husband.

He was my partner.

And here's how it works.

You protect your partner,

and you avenge them against
people who do them wrong.

That is something
I strongly believe.

(SIGHS)

(SNIFFLES)

Front of the head?

(CLICK)
Or back?

- Suit yourself.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

- We don't have to kill him.
- Michael.

Just put the word out
he's a rat.

Let him fend for himself
out there.

- Move aside.
- Look, I don't like

what Duffy did,
but he's my boss,

and I'd have to avenge him,
anybody did him wrong.

- That's what you just said, right?
- Oh, for God's sake.

I mean, I think he's...
(GUNSHOT)

(GUNSHOT)
(GRUNTING)

(CRASH)
(KATHERINE GRUNTS)

WYNN: Mikey!

(GUNSHOT)
(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

Jesus Christ!

(GUNSHOT)
Jesus!

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(GUNSHOT)
(GRUNTS)

WYNN: Mikey!

(MIKEY GRUNTING)

Mikey!
(CRACK)

(GASPS)

(PANTING)

(GASPS)

(GRUNTING)
(THUD)

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

(GRUNTING AND GASPING)

(HANDCUFFS RATTLE)

(CONTINUES GRUNTING)

(GASPS)

(GROANING)

Mikey. Mikey.

Will you hold me?

Yeah.
(CRYING)

(GRUNTING)

(CONTINUES GRUNTING)

It's okay. Shh.

Shh!
(GROANING)

Shh!

(GURGLING)

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

(GRUNTING)

(GASPING)

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

(DIALING CELL PHONE)

(GASPS)

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

(LINE RINGS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

WOMAN: 911.
What is your emergency?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

I'm not sure where to start.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

(DOOR CREAKS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(CLICKS TONGUE)
Nice hat.

You take that off
that dude at the diner?

That one didn't appeal to me.

Smelled like patchouli
and scared hipster.

No. I had this one
made custom.

And it cost me a pretty penny.

Say you like it, though?

I do.

It may be the only thing I like
about you right about now.

Now, get out of my way.

I didn't come here
to talk about hats.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

This is my favorite part.

Don't you just love this part?

Can hear a goddamn pin drop.

Boon, let him back.

Check my balls right now.

Be purple, they're so blue.

You stay where I can see you.

(LAUGHS)

I'll be brief.

I got a kid in my car
who's nervous

being this close to the Portal.

I got no idea
what you're talking about.

RAYLAN: It's all right.
Time comes,

you and Earl both
can tell it to the judge.

The song he's singing about
how his brother got dead...

Enough to put you away
for a good stretch.

So, to that end,

you are gonna leave off
chasing after that money.

You, your shit-heel
cop army,

anybody else you got involved,

and you are definitely gonna
abandon any thoughts you got

of causing harm
to the lady stole it.

You misread
my intentions, Deputy.

I got no cause to engage
in that kind of behavior,

poison my own well

when I'm just starting to
feel like I'm home at last,

setting down roots
with my lady friend.

Your lady friend?

She and I are gonna
own this county, son.

The town you grew up in.

Street you rode your bike down.

You don't know.

Don't know what?

Mr. Markham,

your lady friend is dead

as of a half-hour ago.

Went pretty badly,
as I understand it,

in the confines of a motor
coach belonging to Wynn Duffy.

All this

is on you.

As you undertake your grieving,

may that guide you,

as you contemplate
your next move.

Gentlemen.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

Hey, what you doing back there?

You fall asleep?
You trying to get me shot?

You think
they're gonna shoot you?

Shit, maybe I should stand away.

(HUFFS)

Do we have to do this
right here?

I could haul him in for his threat to you.
You know that, right?

Well, then I got
to testify against him?

That is how the justice
system works, yes.

Well, the hell with that.

That old prick
killed my brother.

I ain't about to be snitchin'
from no witness stand

when I could just as easily put a
goddamn gun in his mouth later.

Hey, dumb-ass.
What?

Talking that way, now I can
take you in for the same shit.

Well, so do it then.

You're just about a stiff-neck
little son of a bitch, ain't you?

(SNIFFS)
Yeah, I guess so.

Yeah. Yeah.

(BREATHES SHARPLY)

So what now?

What now?
I drop you someplace,

call you in as a pick-up
for the locals,

hope you don't end up in the same
jail cell as you were before.

No, no, wait, wait, now, shit.

Or I could drop you off
similarly,

only call in
the Marshal Service,

put you in PC, make sure he
don't get anywhere near you.

How's testifying sound
to you now? Hmm?

(SIGHS)

He was my brother.

He was my only brother.

I understand.
Take your time.

(INHALES)

(SIGHS)

You know, you asked me earlier

if I ever heard anything
about what the plan was.

Mmm-hmm.
You know, after,

with Boyd and Ava and the money.

And?

Well, I never heard
anything about that,

but when they were trying to
smuggle that Walker dude out,

they mentioned two things...

Pig shit trucks, and Grubes.

Somebody named Grubes.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

AVA: (SOFTLY)
Come on.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

(SIGHS)

Guess we wait
till he comes back.

In this cold?
(CHUCKLES)

Come on in!

(SIGHS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Damn, what's that stink?

Ohm(COUGHS)

Grubes?

Oh, no, no, no.
No...

No!

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

- Givens. - ART: Tell me
you're on your way in.

Yeah. You got
a locator on the car.

You'll find a kid in it
I picked up.

He used to work for Boyd.
You should put him in PC.

He'll give you some good
charges on Markham,

he pulls his head out of his
ass long enough to do it.

Or you could honor
the responsibility

that comes with wearing
that badge

and bring him when you come back here
right now like you were ordered.

No, I'm coming back
when I get Boyd

or Ava and the money,
or all three.

(SIGHS)

Are you sure
you want to do this?

(SIGHS) I don't see as I
got a choice. Do you?

Art, you see
where I got a choice?

You got 48 hours, Raylan.

That's all I can give you.

48 hours, bullshit.

- Who you got coming after me?
- Everybody?

You got too high
an opinion of yourself.

Of course, you always have.

Everybody's out
looking for Boyd.

I'll be the one
coming after you.

(LINE DISCONNECTS)

(THEME SONG PLAYING)

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