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justified: City primeval...

Any weapons, we're bringing them

all back to the station.

You see? We got a
wrecking crew, too.

Judge's stupid fucking diary
has got to be here somewhere.

Did you stop at an antique shop

- on the way back?
- It's mansell's.

Thought he was
slick stashing it here.

If this gun were to show itself,

- where does that leave me?
- Turn it in.

Let's get this cracker
off our backs for good.

You're marrying Sandy Stanton?

Sandy's very close
with her brother.

Apparently he wants
to meet me first,

so I say fine.

Mansell, Stanton,
and the Albanian kid

have been inside nearly an hour.

Should be wrapping up.

All right. Here we go.

You need to get the
fuck out of here, bro.

Clement, don't.

Why don't you
get in that doorway.

I said move.

Sandy!

Why don't you do me
a favor and, head over

to that switch, would you?

What are you gonna do to him?

I didn't understand
you, partner.

You are walking dead man.

Put your goddamn
leg in the opening.

Or either leg. I don't care.

Babe... Why don't you
just punch him in the face?

Flip the switch.

Bullshit!

Put your leg down,

or I'm gonna splat
your curly flap head

all over this basement.

Sandy... Flip the
fucking switch.

I am very disappointed,
but I ain't mad at you,

or I would have pulled
the trigger by now.

You see, when you're
lying in the hospital

with your leg in a cast,

I don't want you to
have any bad thoughts

like wanting to tell
the police or anybody...

Because if you do,

I'm gonna come
visit you again...

And I'm gonna put

your head in there
instead of your leg.

You hear me?

I'm good. I'm good, I'm good.

Look who's here.

The hat shows up
when all the fun's done.

Heard there was a Fender bender.

Yeah, these two got themselves

Beverly Hills cop'd.

Dpd tracked the vehicle
to one of the properties...

A warehouse
building in corktown.

So we land, right?

We find a dozen
goddamn Albanians

carrying homeboy
on their shoulders

like Christ off the cross.

We roll up like, "hey,
guys, what's crackin'?"

They say, "go fuck yourselves.
He fell down the stairs."

That clumsy Jesus now?

Yep, shattered leg, broken
in five places at least.

Get him to implicate man sell.

Get this prick off the street.

Get him for ag assault
if not murder, right?

Be a star. Come on.

We don't get man sell in lockup,

Albanians are gonna
tear shit up going after him.

They're gonna try to get
to man sell through the girl.

Yeah. How we feel about that?

Anybody but us know
about del weems' place?

Just us chickens.

So then check out
Sandy's last known address,

put a car on weems' condo,

and maybe somebody
inside the casino as insurance.

Already on it.

Skender just got out of surgery.

Hey, give me two
minutes with this kid.

Not gonna talk to you.

Only thing that can make
that boy sing is toma.

What's a toma?

Toma kastiot, kid's uncle.

Calls the shots
for the Albanians

this side of the river.

What toma says goes.

Bad step?

I understand,
feeling fragile and all.

Boys in blue asking
a lot of questions,

maybe asking the wrong person.

Could we have privacy, please?

This is a family matter.

I'd like to talk to your boss.

- Think we can arrange that?
- I don't have a boss.

- Everyone has a boss.
- Even the boss has a boss.

I got a boss in Miami.
You ever been?

Not a bad place.

I'd like to get back there.

Tell your boss he and I
have a mutual problem

and I believe we can
work for our mutual benefit.

I'll call him.

- Tell him deputy U.S.
- marshal Raylan givens.

Name won't mean anything to him,

but maybe the part
about it being federal will.

Nice hat.

Stetson 10x?

Boss has agreed to talk
about this mutual problems.

Look at that.

You got a boss after all.

When does this chat happen?

Mind if I tag along?

Hey, you may need me.
I know a little Albanian.

Damn, woman.

You want some?

You know, you ain't exactly

a walking
advertisement for the shit.

Clement, you're the
one got me this way.

Got you what way, darlin'?

Got me what way?
My nerves are shot.

I mean, look, look
at my hand shaking.

Could be low blood pressure.

Why'd you have to go

and do that to skender, clement?

Hurt his leg that
way. Wewewe never...

We never talked
about doing that.

Well, he was provoking me.

How?

Howhow was he
provoking you so much,

you you had to go
and smash his leg

with a big, like, door?

Weird-ass bomb shelter
with no money in it...

It's the perfect place
to store a wad of cash

but this hump uses it for
a mini fridge and a hi-fi.

Ha!

Got you.

Skender lollygag ain't
nothin'. He ain't got nobody.

You can forget about
that now. He's old news.

You smell that?

What? Toast?

No, baby, money.

You smell money.

Toma kastiot?

The same. You're the marshal?

Givens. This is detective
bryl, Detroit police.

I got to say, I pictured
in my mind we'd find you

in different digs.

My own mother lived here.

I bought the property
when it was distressed.

Distressed as opposed to now?

The clientele is very satisfied.

It is a pleasure to give
back to the community.

I hope someday I am
cared for with such, delicacy.

Yeah. It's peachy.

Hey, listen, toma,

sorry to hear about
your nephew there.

Tough luck.

That leg, ouch.

You want us to Google
that or... It means, um,

"you choose your
friends, but family is...

Thrust upon you."

My nephew skender,
he is femije idiot...

An idiot man-child

with an unfortunate predilection

for bad decisions.

Well, here's an opportunity

for him to make
better decisions...

Helping us out catching
the dude who did this to him.

I-I know you have come here

to get me to compel skender
to tell you who has done this

so police can arrest

and serve justice
as you see fit.

He catches on fast.

Of course, that justice
is really no justice at all.

It is, only satisfaction
of a mandate

for the appearance of order.

But order and justice,
they are not same thing.

If I wanted to restore order,

I could, of course, instruct
skender to cooperate.

But I am not
interested in order.

Justice, however...
Justice is meted out

in accordance with
the action it remedies.

And in this case...

Justice requires
more than the law

is willing or able to provide.

Well, fuck, that was a mouthful.

Let me get you to say
that again into my phone.

It'll play great at
your arraignment.

Mr. Kastiot,

while we understand
where you're coming from

and respect the
personal responsibility

you feel for your
nephew, imbecile or no,

we can't have everybody
in some kind of dog pile

running around shooting
at the wrong people.

I am not concerned
with wrong people.

Who did this to skender
did also unto me.

It is same thing.

I will look this
shkertate right in his eye.

You hear that, Raylan?

You hear him
gazing into the eyes

of some Russian dipshit

when what he should be
looking for is clement man sell.

Come on, this is a secret?

Toma...

What your nephew doesn't
want anybody to know

is that he got legged by a
fatback Oklahoma dickwad.

- Give me a minute?
- Sure.

He was not supposed
to tell me this.

The name is unfamiliar,

but, these things have
a way of changing.

Look, I can't stop
you from doing

what you're gonna do.

Even sympathize in a way.

But you also need to understand,

your place in line,
which is to say, me first.

After I'm done,

you can charge the shit
heap with felony assault,

but it ain't gonna mean
much if he's doing life.

- You understand what I'm sayin'?
- You tell me to get in line.

I say, "you want him,
you better find him quick,

or he'll be dead."

Thank you, marshal givens.

Perhaps our paths
will cross again.

You gonna yell at me?

I've never been
much of a yeller.

'Cause what's not to like?

He's gonna find out anyway.

Either the Albanians
lead us to man sell,

or they turn him into
little, tiny pieces...

Done and done.

That's an optimistic
point of view.

Another would be
we just put a hit out

on our suspect.

Excuse me for misunderstanding

that you had the willingness
to do what needs getting done.

I got no problem
getting things done.

I do have a problem
rolling up on man sell

facedown in a
river shot to death

by some Albanian dip
shits... When what we want

is for the man to be prosecuted,

forced to answer for his crimes,

long period of
reflection in a tiny cell.

That's another
way to look at it.

Let me be the talking one.

That means someone out
there is not being satisfied, okay?

- Smile.
- Excuse me, please.

Yes. One second,
please, gentlemen.

Okay? Let's get
your shoulders up.

You're gonna get to
Friday nights, right?

Okay, I believe you.

Get on it. Thank you.

Gentlemen, how can I help?

This girl.

She's in my sister's
wedding party,

and she's late for
rehearsal, understand?

Rehearsal starts
in a few minutes,

and still she's not here.

We need to find her, as
she is not picking up phone.

Can you please give
us her address, please?

I wish I could help
you. I really wish I could.

But, um, that old eye
in the sky right there

wouldn't look so kindly

on me sprinkling employee
information around.

You know, always watching.

- I see.
- Yeah.

Would a $100
bill make it easier?

Ooh, yeah, it sure would, bro.

But I tell you what... these
guys would not like that.

No.

It's that employee policy.

We can't accept gratuities
on the casino floor.

I'm not happy about it either.

Tell you guys what,

why don't I get you guys
comfortable in the vip lounge?

First old fashioned's on me,
or vodka maybe whatever.

While you guys are relaxing,

I'm gonna see what I can
do about your little problem.

How does that sound?

Excuse me.

Sound good?

That won't be necessary.

I'm sure we can find
Sandy's address, another way.

Okay, gentlemen.
Good to see you today.

Enjoy your time here, fellas.

Fucking no-neck
Albanian cock-twizzlers.

You had chance to be polite.

I'm so sorry... I
know! Please stop!

No! Please!

Agron feels disrespected.

He is sensitive.

Stop the fucking car!

Whoa, whoa.

Okay. All right. Okay.

No, no! No!

Yes.

- It's long fall.
- No!

There are two ways

in which you get back
on the ground from here.

One, agron lets you go.

And we peel you off
the pavement with a...

How do you say in English?

Blowtorch.

Blowtorch and spatula.

Option two.

Option two...

You give us the address
of Sandy Stanton.

I don't have the address, okay?

That's an hr thing. I don't...

Then you go down to hr,
and you get the address.

It's no problem?
Which one you want?

The address or.

I want you to look at this.

You see how they doin' me?

It's called an ankle
monitoring bracelet, Tyrone.

But you see how
tight this shit is?

It itches, too.
Looklook at my foot.

Turnin' all blue and shit.

Sir... Please.

It's not supposed
to be comfortable.

It's supposed to
keep you out of ddc.

Are you in ddc now?

What the fuck you
giving me a hard time for?

It's like I ain't
got no friends.

This cocky motherfucker.

Don't move.

Don't say shit.

So I'm just gonna
go ahead and assume

you're here because
of clement man sell.

You're not wrong.

It seems your knucklehead client

may have crossed a line
with the local Albanian mob.

So you're here to question him

about a new
complaint, is that it?

No.

The Albanian kid
whose leg he busted up...

He ain't talkin'.

And so... And so what
that means, Carolyn,

is now, as we speak,

hoards of eastern Europeans
are spreading across Detroit

looking to ixnay your client
and likely Sandy Stanton

and anyone close
to him along the way.

Why, marshal

I think you're
trying to scare me.

I don't have to.

The Albanians
should already do that.

Well, they don't.

Look, it's not for me

to tell you you're in
over your head, Carolyn.

But I ain't been here a week,

and the shit I've seen has
certainly given me pause.

Marshal, this is my job.

I defend killers. That's
how I make my money.

- I understand that, but...
- And I don't know

whatever it is you got
going on in your head,

but man sell has the right...
The constitutional right...

To representation.

And I am going to
provide said representation

for as long as he
pays me to do so,

and nobody's gonna
scare me out of doing that.

Anything else you got to ask?

This is different, and
I think you know that.

What do you want
from me, marshal?

All I want is for man sell

not to do you any harm.

And I'm afraid he might.

You do your job,
and I'll do mine.

And we'll see.

Okay.

We'll see.

Albanians are
already on the move.

All right, copy that.
We're on the move.

So how'd it go?

That good?

You want some good
news? That was Wendell.

Ball's in play, boss.

Come on, let's move.

Even though my
premium's up to date,

I can't make a claim
'cause why now?

'Cause the police
did the damage?

God damn. Come on.

- I'll call you back.
- God damn.

Smells like bacon in here.

Ooh. They did a number.

Yeah, they did a
number on account of you.

Me? What'd I do?

Come in looking for that gun
killed the judge and that girl.

You know anything about that?

Well, if there was a gun
did something like that

and if I knew anything about it,

whatever happened,
they didn't find that gun,

'cause baby girl
here took it and sunk it

to the bottom of
the Detroit river.

Am I right, darlin'?

Look, it ain't as easy
as you make it sound...

You know, dump it in the river.

There's people,
like, everywhere.

What if one of them saw me?

"Hey, what are you
throwing in the river?"

You and that
goddamn weed of yours.

I wasn't being
paranoid, clement.

I-I justi got a bad feeling,

and so I wound up bringing
it back and h-hiding it here.

- And...
- I had no idea.

I swear to god, sweety.

Or you told baby girl here
to plant that piece in my spot,

set me up to ride your rap.

Come on, how long
we go back, sweety?

H-H-Honestly, sweety, I
only come to put it here

because it's where
he got it from.

I knew that gun looked familiar.

Yeah, it's a walther
p-389 millimeter...

Genuine world war ii replica.

It's a good gun.

And here you are
saying it looked familiar.

I guess we know why
the cops didn't find it?

- Wait, what?
- Yeah, I found it.

I moved it.

And fuck you for the results.

Okay.

Little spit and Polish,
we all good, right?

Look, they could've
hemmed me up for life,

drag me into that
interrogation room, sweat me.

What the hell did you do, man?

I'm sorry. I am.

It is fucked up
what they done here.

I'd love to make it up to you.

You can start by paying
to fix all my shit here.

Can do, mi amigo.

Hey!

Now, this a genuine
antique from Albania.

Got to be worth a few grand
at any reasonable pawn shop.

I love how it's
suddenly yours to hawk,

like you did something
towards getting it.

This what you got for me?

Some hot old-ass Albanian rock?

Sweety, how much you
know about judge Alvin guy?

I know he ain't
gonna fix my bar.

But I think he just might.

There's money in
these pages, sweety.

You want to help me count it?

You got a stroh's
for an old friend?

Can I help you?

Is Sandy home, please?

Whom should I say is calling?

Tell her old friends
from college.

Sandy didn't go to college.

She worked my cousin's hot
dog stand at varsity games.

You're gonna have to try
her at work or something

because Sandy's not here.

What the fuck?

Get out of here! Get
your hands off of me!

Let me go! I said let me go!

[Istant dog barking]

Here's what's going
to happen now.

I'm going to present
you with your cell phone.

You're gonna call Sandy
Stanton and get her to come home.

- Fat chance of that.
- Excuse, please?

I've been after her for weeks

trying to collect
her half of the rent.

Actually, two things
are gonna happen.

One, you're gonna unzip my hands

and let me up out of this chair.

And, two, you're gonna
get the fuck out of my house

while I try and forget
that you were ever here.

You're acting very brave.

But in my experience,
bravery such as this

is an ephemeral thing...

And one subject to conditions
working against its being.

Yeah, that's really poetic.

Now, seriously, get the
fuck out of my house!

Do you know what this is?

Pliers?

It's Albanian tooth extractor.

Well, what makes it Albanian?

The fact that I'm holding it.

All right.

- And for the gentlemen...
- Yeah. Thank you.

The steak.

Baby...

Answer it or silence it
and put it in your purse.

But one way or another,
please shut it the fuck up,

because, honestly, it is
ruining the atmosphere.

Hello.

Sandy, it's hina. Hi.

- What's wrong?
- It's just these...

See, a water pipe
broke in our apartment,

and, like, all that water,

it's just, like, heading

straight for the
closet in your room.

My god. Shit. Okay.

Um, we need to leave.

- Hey, hon?
- Yes?

Yeah.

How can I help you?

You know what cut this is?

The southern comfort steak?

Ding, ding, ding. Ready
for double jeopardy!

Now, I ordered this
steak black and blue.

Do you know what
black and blue means?

- Means rare?
- No, ma'am.

It does not mean rare. I
means goddamn bloody red.

So here's what I want you to do.

I want you to take this.

I want you to
throw it in the trash.

Then I want you
to get your chef,

have another steak,
smack that on the fire,

sing two verses

"of dead leaves
and the dirty ground"

flip that sucker,
sing the third verse,

yank it off, plate it,
and bring it back here.

Then I'm gonna cut
into this big-ass hunk

of black and blue meat.

And if I don't hear it
moo in pain... Then...

We're just gonna
start this all over again.

Sandy.

So where were we?

- W-W-We have to go.
- Why?

My apartment's
filling up with water

- because a pipe broke.
- Sandy?

- Are you the landlord?
- Sandy!

- No, I'm not the landlord.
- Then why do you care?

- It's a white man's problem.
- Sandy! Sandy!

I-I've got my
Louboutins in there.

I've got my Jimmy choos.
My balenciaga sock booties.

Hello?

Whole new closet
full of shoes...

Daddy'll buy 'em for you.

But we are not leaving
here until I finish my steak.

Sandy. Sandy!

I'lll'll be there
as soon as I can.

You happy? She's coming.

I'm happy now.

But in 20 minutes

if Sandy Stanton has
not returned home,

agron will exact the price
of one of your molars.

15 minutes after that,
agron will take two teeth.

Ten minutes more,
he will take three teeth.

Is like pyramid sets at gym.

By an hour, he's taking

eight, ten teeth each time.

I hope for the sake of your...

Your pretty smile

Sandy Stanton comes home soon.

I got someone

in the county
prosecutor's office...

To talk to me.

Hope my name didn't come up.

Matter of fact, it did.

Way it works is, you hand
over the murder weapon,

you testify to what you know
about the wrecking crew murders

and the judge being killed,

you get immunity
on the wrecking crew

and hiding the murder weapon.

So, in other words, I snitch.

Clement man sell

has held this wrecking
crew murder shit

over your head for years.

Thisthis is how you stop
being his collateral damage.

This.

I done seen worse
than clement man sell.

And I ain't never asked

the system to solve
my problems for me.

I don't want no part
of playing their game.

So you gonna play mansell's?

Come on, you asked me for this.

Last time I saw him, I
didn't understand the man.

Now I do.

Are you sure about that?

All I know is I
got an opportunity

to get what's coming to me...

And take man sell
down in the process,

all of which sounds
a damn sight better

than sitting in some
witness box in open court.

Nah. That ain't me, boo.

What do you mean opportunity?

You sure you want to hear it?

Yean, I want to hear it. Please.

Gun ain't the only thing in play

from the night that judge died.

Do you mean his
little black book?

That shit is real?

Goddamn key to the city.

Enough dirt in that book

to make some real
moves... The kind of moves

that could put you
in that judge's seat...

If that's what you wanted.

Wading around in
murky waters like this,

that's how you get bit.

Are you sure you want to...

You want to fuck
around with this guy?

You want to fuck
around with this killer?

I'm tired of waiting around
for the right thing to happen.

Nice neighborhood.

She's a striver,
it would appear.

Recognize the car out front?

I hope they don't
fuck like they park.

They'd never get it in.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Where you going, cowboy?

Stretch my legs, go for a walk.

- What's it look like I'm doing?
- You sure about this?

'Cause, again,
the beauty of this

is we just wait till
man sell shows up.

Guns start blazing,

we stroll on in
there, save the day.

Shazam.

Yeah, I'm going in.

Fuck me.

You want the front or the back?

Since we're gonna
fuck it all up anyway,

I'll take the front.

U.S. marshals. Hands up.

Don't move, motherfucker!

Lose it... Right now, slow.

Slow.

Okay.

Now, we're all gonna
be real easy for a minute.

God damn it!

Fuck!

Stop! Police! Drop the weapon.

Clear! Shots fired!

Don't.

Holy shit.

Night, Hector.

You get any dinner?

- I'll pick up some later.
- All right.

Hey, it's Carolyn Wilder.

Gentlemen...

Time to head back to the
Venus, check in with the boss.

I think you'll find
there's been a shake-up

in personnel.

But just so we're clear,
whatever you've been told,

this particular
lawyer is off-limits.

Run along, tell toma
Raylan givens said so.

And if he's got a problem
with that, he can come find me.

That's it. The
conversation's over.

I say have a good night.
You two drive away.

I have never in my life been
more happy to see a cop.

Just come from
Sandy Stanton's place.

Caught two of them there

pulling her
roommate's teeth out.

Jesus.

Bryl killed one of them.

Other one's downtown.

All happened a couple hours ago,

and already here
they are at your office

waiting to follow you home.

Well, I'm sure glad

that you sent them on their way.

They'll be back.

Sooner or later,
they'll find your house.

Well, I can handle
things at my house.

You ain't gonna have to.

We'll have someone
there keeping an eye out.

I'm not asking you to do that.

It ain't your decision.

And it ain't a favor
for me to Grant.

You understand, you are
a value to this investigation.

And what if I don't
want somebody

sitting outside my house?

Take it up with
the judge, I guess.

You're not hearing me, marshal.

Hey, I'm just doing my job.

Well, you do what
you have to do.

Have a good night.

There he is. Get in here.

Hey.

- Yeah.
- This your new drip?

You know, I wasn't
too sure about it

when I put it on, but turns
out the damn thing's comfy.

I might have to keep it.

Let me pour you one.
We got to celebrate.

Lofty perch you got here.

Yeah. Old del's got
questionable taste

in clothing and decor,

but, you know, he makes
up for it in location and liquor.

You could be up in a
crib like this, sweety...

Man of your talent, stature.

Ought to be out
living your dream

instead of counting pennies.

You keep blowing
smoke up my ass,

I'm gonna be
burping that shit up.

No smoke, my friend.

I want you to do
this, simple as that.

I messed up. You got done wrong.

So let's do this
thing the right way.

Yeah?

- How so?
- You know this town.

You know the names
in that judge's little book.

You know how we get at them,

how to let them know
we mean business.

You're the full package, sweety.

So I've been told.

So get on board, man.

Split this straight
down the middle, 50-50.

Partners making
dreams come true.

This is a nice view.

Yeah, me and Sandy,
we were talking.

We get this job did,

we take a little extended
vacation, maybe Aruba.

You and trennell, y'all
should come along.

Aruba?

I mean, wherever,
my dude, right?

Aruba? Jamaica?

The whole Detroit police
keeping an eye out...

And look here.

Appears I drew the short straw.

Ho.

I can phone in a
replacement if you'd prefer.

Not bad.

Hold on to that for me, sir.

Client gave it to me.

Thought it might be
right about up your alley.

You figured right.

I never get used to this.

Goes down better if you put

a little sparkler in
it and set it on fire.

Yeah. That's right.

Where is your kid?

You locked her up in a room

so you could skulk
about the hood?

She's back in Miami
with her mother.

So you're free, unencumbered,

and yet you're spending
it parked out here

by yourself.

Well, you're with me now.

Not by myself anymore.

Just so we're clear,

this does not change
where we stand

vis-à-vis my client.

Just so we're clear,

I didn't come here to talk
about clement man sell.

All right.

So you're just gonna
stay out here all night...

By yourself?

Hadn't planned that far ahead.

Kind of just...
Playing it as it went.

Shooting from the hip?

Something like that.