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He's yours! Hands up, son!

Hit 'em!

- Yeah!
- Keep him down! Come on!

Yes!

Stay with him, Mark.
All right!

Mark?

Mark! Son!

Find your feet now!
Thatta boy, Mark!

Cover up, Mark!

Cover up, Mark! Cover up, son!

Get out of there, Mark!

Hey, get off him!

Mark, can you hear me?

Stay with me, Mark.
Mark! Get the paramedics!

Get the paramedics!

Hang on.

Stay with me, Mark.

The rich and powerful,
they take what they want.

We steal it back for you.

Sometimes bad guys
make the best good guys.

We provide... leverage.

Somebody drugged
his water.

It's an old boxing trick.

He couldn't
defend himself and...

...he's still in the hospital.

Mark was undefeated.

A couple of days before the fight
Rucker told him to take a dive.

I thought, uh, Rucker
was your son's manager.

He was.

But with Mark being the favorite,
he got great odds on Tank.

So, he fired him.

And I guess that news
didn't go over so well, huh?

Rucker ain't a man used
to hearing "no" around here.

You must've known that, uh,
Rucker was gonna try something

during the... during the fight.

Somethin' dirty, huh?

I never thought
he'd take it this far.

Besides, we couldn't pass up
that purse. It's five grand.

Now, that's the biggest
payday we've ever seen.

See, I lost my job
when the plant closed.

And Mark gave up his wrestling
scholarship to come home and help out.

So he poured asphalt all day
and he trained all night.

Only reason we can afford the
hospital is because of Jonny.

Jonny?

The ring doctor.
He's my cousin.

Hmm.

Mark was real good,
Mr. Ford.

He had a shot, a real shot
at moving up in the sport.

Now, Jonny says
he'll never fight again.

So that's Jed Rucker.
He runs a homegrown

mixed martial arts league
here in Nebraska.

They have a very strong
wrestling tradition here,

so the talent
pool's pretty deep.

Wrestlers have a good base
for a blended training approach.

They can go from that
to jujitsu, kick-boxing, judo.

Rucker promotes fights.

And manages fighters taking
a cut every step of the way.

Yeah, you know, plus he's
not above fixing bouts,

as the Howorths found out.

We've dealt with some lowlifes,

but when I heard
about this guy...

That was a nice
takedown. Good ground-and-pound.

He's a little sloppy in a closed
guard, but it's a solid arm bar.

I mean, you can tell
this guy's a wrestler.

This ain't the UFC,
but these guys got skills.

Hardison,
where'd you get these?

Online.
They're viral videos.

See, Rucker doesn't have
a TV deal.

It's pretty much a bare
bones operation.

- You call this a sport?
- Yeah, this is a sport.

These are some of the best
conditioned athletes in the world.

Are you kidding me? It's about
precision, technique, skill.

Like cockfighting.

It's not a cockfight.
All right?

Let me show you something, Hardison.
Come here. Can I borrow you?

All right. Square off.
You know what I showed you?

Are you...?

There's three phases
to an MMA...

...to an MMA fight. OK?

One, striking.

Nice. Next is grappling.
The takedown.

Oh, Mm-mm.

Exactly. All right.
The third one is jiu-jitsu.

- Get off me!
- Try to isolate a joint. Good.

That's a textbook arm bar.
Put some pressure on it.

- Like this?
- There ya go. Or a choke hold.

- Gotta be jokin'.
- That thing I showed ya?

- Oh yeah.
- Lock that in.

- Don't have to hold the arms, a
triangle choke. That's nasty. - Mm-hmm.

Just press on his
carotid artery

then the guy will submit
by tap out.

Eliot. I'm tapping!
I'm tapping!

These fights are won by inches.

- I can't breathe.
- All about leverage.

I don't see it.
Nobody sees it.

- It looks painful.
- It is painful.

No TV deal you said, huh?

Yeah, Hardison, what are this
guy's other interests,

- this Rucker guy?
- Um...

Seriously,
you askin' a question?

I'll take that. Um, yeah,
Rotary Club, golf membership.

- Golf, huh?
- Help me!

Yeah. I mean, this guy's like
a 1950's sitcom character.

He plays a weekly game
with the local businessmen.

In fact, last year
he won the club championship.

- Let me go!
- Did he?

- Hmm.
- Let me go!

- Well, I guess it's, uh...
- She's killing me.

...it's time to hit the links.

Uncle! Uncle!

Just let me go real quick.

I'm sorry, Mr. Rucker.

The pro shop says
your fourth is on his way.

He's from out of town
and apparently

got stuck in traffic.
I'm really sorry.

These, these things happen.

Oh-ho!
Sorry, boys, late night.

- Who's this guy?
- What is this?

What do you feed these gals
from Nebraska?

Viagra-frosted Cornflakes
or what?

Can we get started?

Sure, sure, let's get started.
What are you playin' for here?

Huh? Oh come on. We gotta make
this pitch-and-putt

a little bit more interesting,
huh?

We usually do
a hundred dollar Nassau,

press a side. Mr...

Wells. Bill Wells. Yeah.
A hundred bucks, huh? Yeah.

Well, I'll tell ya what,
as exciting as that sounds,

how about we up it to,
uh, two grand?

Oh, come on. Come on,
don't tell me you're scared

by a little action here?

Huh? I'm sure that a Ford
dealership and, uh, right here,

and meat packing plant over here,
you had some good years didn't ya?

What is it you do?

I run a gym.

Oh. Pilates or yoga?

What do you say, Omaha,
just me and you, hmm?

Your buddies here
can loan you the cash.

Oh, I won't need no cash,
Mr. Wells. Two grand it is.

Front nine, back nine, 18.

Six thousand total.

Sound good?

All right, let's do it.

Good luck.

Now, this, this is
what you'll be playing.

I replaced the core with
a torus of high-density polymer.

When it spins,
it creates a gyroscopic effect.

You could hit this thing
with a garden hoe

and it'd fly straighter
than an army parade.

Oh, look at that.

Oh.

Wow.

What are those,
uh, initials for?

You know
what that means? Huh?

Quite a shot.

Nice shot.

Now this is what Rucker
will be playing.

It's got thermal nanotech
inside, like RFID chips,

but ones that heat up and allow
me to redistribute the energy

upon impact
from the club head.

I can bend it
like Beckham, baby.

Ah, yeah, ya hate to see that,
don't ya?

Yes, I do.
Come on, let's play.

Hey.

Come on.

- Hey.
- Oh.

Come on now. Watch yourself.

Hardison,
it's downhill, right?

Yeah.
Keep going seven inches, man.

- Oh geez.
- Aw, you gotta be kidding me.

I don't believe this.

Haa!

Well, you know, not bad
for a practice round.

Time to settle up, Omaha.

What are you...
what's all this?

You know, I didn't expect
much from you yokels,

but what,
are you welching on me?

Hey, hey, hey.
I'm not gonna welch, Mr. Wells.

I just must
have dropped my wallet.

- Must've dropped your wallet.
- Look for my wallet.

What is... you know,
I've heard all kinds of things,

but listen, I'll tell you what,
I'm staying at the Derby Hotel.

You pay me tomorrow.
No checks.

The guy never missed a shot.
It was unbelievable.

His name's Wells.
He's staying at the Derby.

Ginny works
the front desk there.

Yeah. I want you
to give her a call.

I wanted to see if she knows
why he's in town.

And see how he got
a tee time at the club.

I mean, what're we,
the local muni now?

Oh, work it out!
Work it out! Come on now.

Look at this here.

That's it. Pick it up.

You lazy bastard.

Son of a bitch.

* Bum, bum, bum, bum,
bum, bum, bum, bum, bum *

Oh, there, hey there, Omaha.

Hey.

Now, it's not that I don't
trust ya, it's just,

well, I don't trust ya.

What is it you said you were
doin' in Lincoln again, Mr. Wells?

Business.

What business is that?

Well, right now,
betting against Nebraskans

is proving
pretty profitable.

Am I right?

Yeah, I guess you are.

I'm just sayin'.
Is that my money?

Yeah, this would be yours.

Have a good day.

I wanna close at 11 tonight.

Come here. Come here.
Look who's still here.

Who's he talking to?

He's a walk-in. You wanna
keep an eye on the Wells guy?

Not Wells. I want you to keep your
eye on that other guy. The fighter.

Sorry for not properly
introducing myself.

Name's Jed Rucker. Welcome
to the Rucker Fighting Method.

Tommy.

Wait, wait, wait wait.

Now, that's it. Enough.

Get over there.

Now, who the hell are you?

Uploading video now.

Got it.

You see online video websites,
they track viewer hits by IP address

so the trick is to just
spoof a bunch of IPs.

Room service please.

Then write a script
that lets you browse

the video page
via the proxy list and...

That's great.
We got a feed on the, uh,

security camera at the gym?

Yeah, yeah.
The feed's on the TV.

Oh. Well, how come
we're not hearin' it?

What, where's the audio?
We got audio?

Huh? No.
Oh, but the ear buds work.

Room service.
Can I help you?

- Yeah. No, I can't eat this.
- I'm sorry?

Everything on my plate
is yellow.

It's chicken-fried steak.

- Chicken-fried steak?
- Yes.

No. Let me just
tell you, all right,

meat should never
be used as an adjective.

Sophie, how's he doing?

- Huh?
- How's he doing?

We can send something else up.

Oh, he's about to set the hook.

That's a hell of a welcoming
committee you got here.

Oh that? Yeah, we, uh,

we put all the newbies
through that.

We call it the gauntlet.

So, I can see you've
had some training.

Some.

And Wells,
what he's your manager?

He runs a league
outta South Dakota.

South Dakota? Well, there's no
athletic commission there.

That's the way he likes it.

Kinda under the radar.
Action's raw.

A lot of amateurs tryin'
to make a name for themselves.

So, so what's he doin' here?

No, don't worry, son.
You can talk to me.

I can make it
worth your while.

He's here looking for talent.
You know, some fresh blood.

- Why?
- I don't know.

He sent me here to see if I
could spot anybody worth poaching.

Is that right?

Look, I...
all I know is that

he has a meeting
with some woman tomorrow

and I gotta find
guys before then.

So, he has a meeting? Here?

Hmm. That's interesting.

Come up to the office.
We'll have a drink.

Here ya go.

Thanks.

So, tell me, uh,
what's her name?

I'm supposed to pick her up
from the airport. Uh...

She's coming in from LA.

Miss Debbie Dreiling?

She's a producer.

Wells is working a TV deal.

He found the stories.

OK. Now, uh,
trip the news alert.

So come fight for me.

I can't.

Uh, what's he paying?
Three and threes?

Five and fives?
You under contract?

Sorta. I owe him money.

So, you're his grunt.
You're workin' it off.

I collect debts.
You know, work security.

Bust noses. Sometimes
he let's me fight.

Well, let me tell you something,
this Wells is an idiot.

That's a real waste of talent.

See, most of these guys?

They're pieces of meat.

Like the cows
they butcher at work.

But they come
to my gym every night

'cause they think
if they work hard enough

and fight hard enough
that they can make it to Vegas.

And the UFC and
energy drink contracts.

And that's the
dream I sell them.

They listen to me because
I can take that dream away.

Now, you,
you're different.

You fight like something's
tryin' to get out of you.

So, tell me, uh,
how much you owe Wells?

You can trust me.
I'm here to help.

Hardison, his, uh, financials.

I know, I know, I- I told you
back home, it's all a big mess.

No, come on. I need something
now. I mean, he's...

His money's all over the place.

Just give me a minute
to plow through this, man.

OK, Eliot, Eliot,
uh, say, uh,

twenty grand. Twenty grand.

- Twenty grand.
- Oh, I can swing that.

Hell, I can even bump
someone off my next card.

You'll be fighting within days.

But I'll need
something in return.

I need you to bring this,

this Miss Debbie Dreiling
to me before Wells.

Now, you do that
and I'll get you out.

I'm starving.

Mmm, I found these in
the mini-bar.

Pork rinds?

How do you peel a pig?

Oh, this guy, he just,
he gives me the creeps.

We've been up against rougher
dudes than this before.

I know, but it's this whole
treating people as commodities,

this whole barbaric sport.

Hey, don't lump these guys
in with Rucker, all right?

He's not what
this sport's about.

This sport's about two guys

beating the crap
out of each other.

MMA fighters
act with more respect

than any other athlete
I've ever seen.

Yeah, they're Braveheart,

- I get it.
- No you don't.

These guys don't fight because
they like hurtin' other people.

They fight to gain some sort of
control over their opponents,

over their environment,
over their lives.

Have you seen this town? Huh?

The farms are dryin' up.

The only stores are
bail bondsmans and pawnshops

and there's nothin'
they can do about it.

So, yeah,
they get in the ring

and try not to let it
all suffocate 'em.

And it's about two guys beatin'
the crap out of each other.

I'm not sayin' that
this Bill Wells is a liar.

It's just that he...
He over-promised.

What are you telling me?

That he doesn't have the product
that he says he did.

Sweetie, I think you may be
operating on some misinformation.

I'm just in town
to produce a show.

But you're also here
closing a TV deal with Wells

and I'm guessin'
a Pay-Per-View package.

But the thing is
he doesn't have what you need

and that's why he's tryin'
to steal my fighters.

Uh, I'm just, I'm gonna,
I gotta take this.

Say what you're saying is true,
what exactly are you telling me?

That you don't need him.

He's a middleman. You need me.

My-my, what a little
shark you are.

Are you sure we didn't have
lunch at the Ivy last week?

Just tryin' to make you
feel at home.

A little Midwestern
hospitality and all.

You hungry?
Because they serve

a mean chicken-fried steak here.

No.

Mm-mm. Um...
I'm, I'm fine.

The bottom line is
you need good product.

What, uh, what event
you here to produce?

On it.

There's a tractor pull
on Grant Island.

A livestock show
in Council Bluffs.

White people doing
other white people things.

Oh, uh, Sophie, there's
a Triana concert in Omaha.

Triana?

Uh-huh, she's that
teeny-bopper kid star.

She's got her show on
the, that kids network?

Triana.

- At the Mid-American Palace?
- Mm-hmm.

That's a hot ticket.
So, let's say you've got Triana.

All right, all right.
Enough. Enough's enough.

I'm sorry. Monkey boy here
was supposed to

take you to the hotel.
It didn't happen. And...

Quite all right, sweetie,
I was just, uh, catching up

with the local
Welcome Wagon.

All the more reason
I'm sorry.

Well, I really enjoyed
our conversation.

Perhaps we can continue it
at the concert later.

Pardon me.

It turns out I'm goin'
to the big show.

Maybe we can meet up
there?

Of course. Definitely.

Well, I look forward to it.

Mr. Wells.

Triana? Really.

Hey, man, you're lucky I didn't
give you a monster truck rally

- on an Indian reservation.
- Now what?

To hook this guy we have to
convince him Sophie's the real deal.

And how we gonna do that?

Let's go steal us a concert.

So look, the concert's
already televised

so all we gotta do
is show Rucker

our TV production truck...
we're in charge.

And that means clearing out
the real director.

Yeah, he's coming in from LA.
Network's flyin' him in.

Come on, come on!
Gimme something. Come on.

Is this
gonna take long?

Nah, two shakes.
What, you in a hurry?

Even half a bar...
What? Yes. Hurry.

Does anyone in this backwater
hellhole know what that means?

You're a director, right?

What was your name again?

What? It's Laurence.
Todd Laurence.

Todd. Well, listen Mr. Laurence,
see I wrote a script.

- Huh?
- Yeah.

It's about a limo driver
who solves mysteries

'til his wife leaves him for...

For the love of God.

The best part, the feed store
manager. Right?

Well, his wife...

- Yeah.
- Tramp.

- Now she likes to take it up...
- Hey, Hee-Haw?

Move the car. OK?

What was that?

Lug nuts.

So, I'm Todd Laurence.

Ladies, ladies, please, look,
for the last time,

I am not the tailback
for the Cornhuskers.

So, go on. I don't even know
what a cornhusk is.

What about the crew?

Remote units are always
crewed locally, so,

they never would have
met the director anyway.

All right.

That's two handhelds on stage,
two Steadicams,

three slashes,
two robos, and a beauty.

Yeah, that's, uh,
ten cameras in total.

Thanks. There's a reason
FightingNet turned to me

to find a package
to launch their channel.

And that's what you want
from Wells?

He's giving me
programming. Yes.

The UFC is booming
but the fans want more.

Real guys in real fights.
That's what Wells is giving me.

That's what he says
he's giving you.

Now, who's payin'
for all this?

My production company.

Costs us around, uh,
five hundred thousand.

And for that, trust me,
we get the best.

Like our
director here.

Camera three. Camera three.

Move off of her. I don't...
She's hideous.

The chick is packing. Trust me.
Triana doesn't have any pretty fans?

Todd Laurence ain't happy.

I'm not happy. This is
some bull. Seriously, guys,

I thought we were running a
professional show here, people.

Run that back.
Give me a replay. Gi...

I'm sorry, did,
did I stutter?

You heard the man.
Give him some replay.

In exchange we get the
Pay-Per-View profits.

With Wells' fights
we'd start small.

Maybe... hmm,
ten bucks a buy.

Well, that's a quarter
of what the UFC charges.

Well, you need to be
competitive in this economy.

No, uh, FightingNet
thinks we'd get

five hundred thousand
viewers, conservative.

That's about...

That's five million.
Is that a year?

Sweetie, no. Five million an
event. We'd do five, six a year.

So, just so we're clear, you
spend five hundred thousand

to make five million?

It's called deficit financing.
It's how TV works.

And all you need is product?

Well, that's what they are.
Products.

You get the girls with Triana.
You get the boys with MMA.

And there's always another
fresh face princess

ready to go through the singing,
dancing mill in Florida.

Occasionally,
we'll let one be a lesbian.

Keeps the press on their toes.

I want in.

Oh. It's not that easy, sugar.

I have an agreement.

- Agreement? The man's a fraud.
- Oh.

That's why he's here
tryin' to steal my fighters.

- Ooh.
- But guess what,

I already stole his best fighter

and have him slotted
into a card this week.

Look, Wells has already
agreed to put up

half my production costs.

How's this,
I'll put up all of it.

Sweetie, you're talking
half a million dollars

of your own money.
No, no, no. Nuh-uh.

That's not gonna work.

Well, look, you said it
yourself.

You need product and
that's what I've got.

I mean, you and I, we understand
each other. We think alike.

And I got an equity line
in my gym I can tap.

You'll have the
money tomorrow.

Well, then, call me when you
have your funds together.

I'll bring the paperwork.

- Did you get all that?
- Got it. Great job.

We should be, uh, on our way
home by this time tomorrow.

You sure about that? And you
checked the other place too?

And no one's heard of him?

Either of them?

Yeah, all right.
Thanks Jimmy.

Jed.

Oh, start printin' up
the poster.

I want a good crowd when
FightingNet comes down.

Jed, listen...

Call Logan at the bank and
have him start the paperwork.

Jed. Remember my cousin Jimmy
in South Dakota?

Yeah, sure I do.

He knows every promoter
and manager in the State.

- Never heard of Bill Wells.
- Is that right?

Also, Ginny says someone came by
to visit Wells at the hotel.

- You know who it was?
- Who?

Jack Howorth.

Mark's father. The kid Tank
beat up the other night.

They're settin' me up.

Want me to call the police?

No. No. No police.

Let's show them how we deal
with con men in Nebraska.

Hey. I saw this in town.

Oh yeah, it'll be a good gate.

Lot of interest in the new boy.

The message boards
are blowin' up.

He's gonna fight Tank here.
Tank, c'mere.

I want you to meet
Debbie Dreiling.

She's gonna
make us all rich.

Now, this is a lot of money.

I need to know
it's in good hands.

You're makin' a good bet.

I wanna know I'm makin'
a great bet.

So, where are
your partners?

Waitin' for you
to blow me off?

Uh, I'm sorry, I,
I don't know what you're...

Well, let me
tell you why.

Alex's cousin Jimmy's in the
fight scene in South Dakota

and guess what?
He's never heard of Bill Wells.

Huh?

- Sweetie.
- Sweetie.

I, I think you're getting
a little paranoid.

So, you think you can
come to my town, huh?

Us country bumpkins,
right?

'Cause alls we can do
is kick ass.

I'll show you what us
ass-kickers will do.

- Hmm?
- Whoa.

All right, leave her alone.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Look, look who's here. Wells.

So where's the rest of your
crew? In the getaway car?

Yeah, all right. Parker,
Hardison break it down.

We're outta here. Come on.

Oh, ya talk on a wire, huh?

Pretty fancy.

Yeah, nothing but the best
for you, Rucker.

Yeah, well,
we're not all frauds.

People do wanna see you fight.

So, why don't you
take on Tank here?

I got five seconds
to kill our Monday.

No, No, no, no, no, no.
Not here, Tank.

But you know,
you're probably right.

I've seen what
you can do.

But that's the thing, you know.
See, you're favored

so I'm gonna need you
to take a dive.

Come on, let's,
come on...

Fine. Go back to LA or wherever.

It's a shame you won't
be here next month

when Jack Howorth's
house goes on fire.

Or in six weeks when Mark
has a car accident.

But you won't be around
for any of that.

- I'll do it.
- You don't have to do anything.

Yeah, I do.

And then you lay off
the Howorths.

You do what you have to do
and they'll be fine.

But I'm bettin' it
all on Tank here

so it can't
look like a fix.

And, uh, feel free
to use the gym.

We don't want anybody to
think you're not ready.

What? What?

Wh-what was I supposed to do?
It was cousin Jimmy.

He's right. We couldn't
have planned for that.

Look, you know what I can do?

I can re-task a satellite. I can
get a Level Three NSA clearance.

But I can't hack a hick.

All right, it doesn't matter.
What do we do now?

We can move the Howorths.

We're not movin' the Howorths.

This is their home. That means
something to people here.

Yeah, we can't
babysit them forever.

All right, so we've taken out
bigger players than this.

There's gotta be some way, uh,
something that we can...

No. No. I take the dive.

Are you sure?

Give me some time, OK?

I found some funny business
in Rucker's accounts.

I can move some things...

Forget the fact that we got beat
by Barney Fife, all right?

This is the right move.
Tactically it's the right move.

You all know that.

Hey.

Listen, you,
you don't have to do this.

You know, Nate's gonna
come up with something.

I'm losing a fight, Sophie.
I'm not diving on a grenade.

I'll be all right.

Yeah, I know.
I'm not talking physically.

I think my ego can handle it.

Look, you told me
that it's about control.

About knowing that you're
never gonna be the victim.

And that's what
keeps you going, right?

You think I'm upset 'cause I
gotta let this guy kick my ass?

I learned a long time ago
you can't control the violence.

I can take the punishment.

It's what I do.

What I need to
control is not out there.

It's here. Always.

Tank! Tank!
Tank! Tank...!

All right, Tank,
go for his ribs. All right?

Engel, did you place that bet?

Yeah. Wasn't easy.

No one local would
handle that kind of action

so I had to lay it off
on a bunch of bookies online.

Oh, that's fine. At least I
can't get ripped off by one guy.

Are you sure
you wanna bet it all?

What if this guy doesn't
go down like he said?

Don't worry. He'll go down.

I got an insurance policy.
Tank!

Don't go easy like you
did on that last guy.

I want you
to teach him a lesson

and break every bone
in his body.

So your friend knows
to stick to the plan, right?

He goes down
and I collect on my bet.

And you leave
the Howorths alone.

And you get the hell
out of my town.

All right, listen to me.
Listen to me.

Make it look good
but not too good, all right?

All right? Make it... And don't
let it go past the second round.

Let's go.

Ready? Ready? Get on!

What the hell is he doing?

You told him to make it
look good, didn't you?

Ooh.

Come on! Reel him in!

You drugged him, didn't you?

Why? He already
said he'd go down.

What makes you think I would
trust a bunch of lying grifters

to keep their word?

Ref, break it up.

Get the doctor,
Parker. Now.

No need. It'll be over
in a couple of minutes.

Oh my, you don't get it,
do you?

Eliot's not like other fighters.
He doesn't play games.

He fights to survive,
that's his training.

Break it up.

It takes all his control
not to kill somebody.

You've just made
him more dangerous.

You've taken
the safety off the gun!

Knock him out, Tank.

- Break it up! Break it up!
- Come on, ref! Get in there!

Come on now, break it up!

Come on. That's enough.

Come on, let go of him.

That's enough. Get off.

Yeah, we need
a doctor here.

- OK, easy.
- Easy.

Tank.

All right, everybody out.
Come on, let's go.

Hey, lookit, get everyone
outta here now. Out.

- OK, everybody out!
- Everybody! Let's go.

- Get out!
- Let's go!

Get out of here.
Come on. Keep it moving.

We're closin'. Come on.
Fight's over, people.

Let's go! Go!
Everybody out! Come on.

- What the hell just happened?
- What the hell? You could've killed him.

You know how much you cost me?
I'm gonna make you pay.

- Make me pay, huh?
- We had a deal.

Hey, listen to me.
Tank is dead.

- No. No, wait, wait...
- You killed him.

- Wait a second, are you sure?
- There's nothin' I can do.

- Listen. He could just be out.
- I gotta call the police.

No police! Listen to me.
Listen, we can work this out.

Keep it in the family.
I'll make it worth your while.

- There were hundreds of witnesses.
- They're gone now.

Plus we got a body!
What am I supposed to do?

And also, we ain't family.

All right. All right.

You're right. You're right.

You call the police
and I'm gonna...

I'm gonna call the
athletic commission.

What're ya doin'?

Where's tonight's
gate receipts?

- What? In the safe.
- Where are the gate receipts?

In the safe as usual.

You're running? Why?

This is an uninsured,
unsanctioned fight.

I could be on the hook
for millions in liability.

It's probably gonna be
a manslaughter charge.

I could be an accessory. I'm not
taking the fall for that.

Besides, none of this
is worth anything anymore.

- Wait.
- Get outta my way.

Jed.

Parker, you got him?

Yep. He's gone.

Plant the transmitter?

Wired to his GPS.

Looks like
he's headed to Iowa.

Make the call.

What's goin' on?

Just give me a sec,
Doc. You got Tank, right?

Yeah. Oh, he'll be fine.

Should come around
in a few minutes.

Wait. Wait. He's not dead?

Succinylcholine.
It's a mild paralytic.

It only works
for a few minutes.

Yeah, it was just enough
to scare off Rucker.

So, so, so Eliot wasn't...

No, no. We found the drugged
water bottle before the fight,

switched it out
with a clean one.

Rucker's not too original
when it comes to

this kind of thing
apparently.

So, Jonny, you were in on this?

Mr. Ford and his friends
came and asked me for help.

I told him around here
we always stand up for our own.

Where's Rucker?

The Iowa State Police
just got a tip

that a fugitive is headed
heading into their jurisdiction.

And I'm pretty sure
crossing State lines

with a bag full of cash
won't look too good.

Especially when they find the
little surprise in his trunk.

I need guns.

Six thousand dollars worth.

And one of those.

Like I said,
I can explain the money.

I can explain the money.

Oh yeah, how do you
explain this?

Those are not mine.
Those are not mine.

- Come on.
- I don't know how they got there.

- Get in there.
- Somebody put them there.

- Watch your head.
- Somebody...

That should hold him off

until the IRS
gets down here.

The IRS?

The money that Rucker
makes from these fights?

Well, it's all in cash.

Yeah, and he wasn't too good
about reporting that income.

Hardison, his, uh, financials.

His money's all over.

Just give me a minute to plow
through this, man.

Give me some time. I found some
funny business in Rucker's accounts...

You see, all we had to do
was flag the government

about the tax evasion.

Rucker won't be coming back
to town any time soon.

He doesn't have anything
to come back for.

He literally bet the
whole house on Tank.

So all that money's gone?

Well, you see, not exactly.

Engel, did you place that bet?

Yeah. Wasn't easy.

No one local would handle
that kind of action

so I had to lay it off on a
bunch of different bookies online.

Where's your cousin Jimmy now?

You took a hell
of a pounding.

We should get you a CT scan.

You could have
internal bleeding.

You let yourself get hammered
like that on purpose.

That's a hell of a lot
of punishment to take.

That's what he does.

So, with Rucker
out of the picture,

management of this gym
and all the fighters,

it's, it's
all up in the air.

You guys could use
a fresh start.

They just need
a little direction.

I mean, the place could use some
spit and polish, but it's solid.

You may not be able to fight any
more, but you know the sport.

You know what it means
to commit to something.

So, what do you say? Take a stab
at running this joint?

The right way?

Plus, you know what?

You'll have some seed money
from Rucker's bet.

I mean, enough to
get you started.

Let me get this straight.

You guys want me
to be in charge?

Of all this?
And all the guys?

They're fighters.
Like you.

You treat them that way
and you'll be fine.

What do ya say, son.

- Thank you, man.
- Thank you so much.

Thank you.

If we... If we move those
heavy bags out of the way,

we could make room
for a video station.

And put some mats down.
Get some grappling dummies.

That'll work.

Pork rind?

They're actually pretty good.

You sure?