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Come on, Mary.

Man.

He ain't been dead long enough
to be stinking like that.

You think he shit himself?

Maybe you should check.

Maybe I will.

Oh, boy. Yeah, get the lime.
Go and get the lime.

- No, you get it. I'll spring the door.
- Hey!

- Go get the lime.
- I got the crowbar, monkey-nuts. You get it.

What, are you worried that
the lime's too heavy?

Let's go!

How deep you reckon that is?

Why don't you jump in and find out?

How come we gotta use the lime?
No way that stink can travel that far.

'Cause Mama says so.

That's good.

Step out of the hole to find
Raylan Givens waiting for me.

For a second I thought I was 19 again.

Yeah, I was just thinking.
Last time I was down a dog-hole mine

was Myrtle Creek,
you and me running for our lives.

I'll tell you, I'm not afraid of heights,
snakes or red-headed women, but

I am afraid of that.

Yeah, well, not a lot of legal
employment opportunity in Harlan County.

At least not for a man with my skill set.

Besides, wasn't it you that said
I like to get money and blow shit up?

Buy you a drink?

When a Deputy United States Marshal
offers to buy you a drink in a dry county,

a cautious man might turn him down.

Well, you could always
claim entrapment.

- But I take your point.
- Hot apple pie.

What if I said, "Let's drive to a puddle,
and I'll buy you a drink"?

Well, I'd say,
"Cumberland's the closest."

Okay, so...

Bartender...

- Just so we're clear...
- ...let's do that again.

Genie don't go back in the bottle twice.

Anything happens to the niece,
Gio goes scorched-earth...

Is that all you wanted?

Make sure I wasn't gonna
throw any gasoline on the Cuban fire?

Life don't hand out
too many second chances, Boyd.

I just hope you take
advantage of yours.

Gio and his niece
got nothing to fear from me, my friend,

because my outlaw
ways are behind me.

Just you saying that
scares the shit out of me.

- God's honest truth.
- Hold on a second.

The more you say it,
the less I believe it.

Believe it or not, Raylan, all I want
is to do my job and to be left alone.

I hope that's not too much to ask.

Okay. Hold on.
I'm sorry, Art. What is it?

Cumberland, having a conversation
with Boyd Crowder.

Art says hi.

Oh, for...

No, no, no, no. I'll take care of it.
Maybe I can use it.

Yeah. Yeah, tell him...

Tell him I said I appreciate the call,
and I'll get back to him.

Believe me. I'm thinking about it.

- Who's Art?
- My boss.

You mean the man who
hit my hands with a Bible?

You remember.

I'm surprised he hasn't transferred
you, all the trouble you've drawn.

Oh, you think I draw it?

Oh, you think you don't?

I gotta go. We're gonna continue
this conversation another time.

There's nothing to continue,
'cause you'll never believe me.

Bartender?

Let's do that one more time.

Deputy Marshal Givens,
as I live and breathe!

Aunt Helen.

Do you wanna come in
and have a slice of jam cake?

That's tempting, but...

But this isn't a social call.

The monitoring company's saying
Arlo's violated his tether range.

I wouldn't know anything about that.
Arlo!

- Arlo!
- What?

- You're violating!
- I'm what?

You're kidding.

You think I got a camper in the yard
'cause I like the look?

What did you say?

She said, "You're violating."
You're outside your tether range.

I think the skin is infected.

That qualifies for "cruel and unusual."

Yeah, well, if you wanna get it off,
return the 20 grand we gave you.

You gave it to me to give to Bo.

How do I know
what happened to it after that?

- Not my job.
- Not your money. What do you care?

- Get in the house.
- He does, and I'll shoot his other arm.

You told her?

I could always give him a pass for what
he did to Frances and me,

since we both had the
bad sense to choose him,

but betraying his only son?

I don't have to listen to this shit.

- Is my money in there?
- No.

Then that's the wrong way.

You go in there, you're violating.
I'm gonna haul you off to jail.

That's just chicken shit,
and you know it.

- It's 10 feet!
- Tell it to the judge.

Fine. Take me in.
Better than staying here.

All right. Let's go.

- Get in the house.
- Are you gonna be civil with me?

Get in the goddamn house!

You kicked the man out of the house?
He's under house arrest.

Find out where he stashed my money.
Give me a call.

I find out where he stashed the money,
I'm headed for Mexico.

- Thank you!
- And leave Mags Bennett alone!

- I'm sorry?
- I know you went by her store.

- If I did?
- You're perfectly aware of that history.

What the hell you need
to gyrate that for?

What I went down there for
concerns the here and now,

nothing to do with the past.

That'd be a neat trick,
escaping the past.

Mags Bennett is an old lady

helping people with their glaucoma
and stomach upset.

Just growing pot.
That's her only business.

Or is she someone who's gonna
try and step up,

take over where Hunter
and Crowder left off?

Don't think it's gonna be you, old man.
No offence.

Leave her alone.

Listen to your aunt.

Get back in the house!

- I hope you get cancer!
- Already had it!

- I hope you get it again!
- Made it move out of the house!

Morning, honey.

Morning.

- You need anything else, Mum?
- No.

No, no. Now, you go on home now.

How was Doyle's last night?

He has a lovely home.

- His boys are mighty rambunctious.
- Yes, ma'am.

And Sarah-Jean can't cook.
You have your breakfast yet?

Yes, ma'am.

That's good.

Don't wanna be one of them girls
starves herself to death

'cause she thinks a man wants to
cuddle up next to some gristle.

Thirsty?

I got some cider.

I'd say you're a good two years away
from being ready for my apple pie.

I want to apologise for not

protecting you from that pervert
the way I promised.

That boy's just lucky
the Marshals got to him before I did.

He... He really put you in the trunk?

Yeah.

Good Lord,
you must have been terrified.

All alone in the dark.

Could you hear anything?

Mostly just the tyres on the road
and the other cars passing.

And before he put you in the trunk,
he say anything to you then?

Just some of the things
he was gonna do to me.

Yeah, they'll take care of him in prison.

Even the lowliest criminals
don't look kindly on child molesters.

I bet you're wondering why you had to
stay at Doyle's last night

and where your daddy is.

Yeah.

Well, it was on account of the shooting
my boys gave him,

and trapping his foot.

When I heard about that,
I was devastated.

So, I decided to make
it up to your father,

and I sent him down
south for a few weeks,

handle some business for us.

Pays a lot more than
tending that little patch.

Of course, with the feds
sniffing around, we had to

spirit him away under cover of night.

So he couldn't even
wait for you to come home.

You want a little more?

Okay.

I never had a girl.

Just those damn boys.

I'm looking forward to
our time together, Loretta.

What are you doing?

Brown suit, black suit, one, two, three,
four shirts, two pairs of jeans.

What the hell's that
supposed to mean?

Just by looking at your closet, one
would think you were a simple man.

Okay. I'm gonna go get some coffee.

- You want some?
- Perfect.

- Perfect what, Winona?
- You.

You're running away.

I just offered to go get some coffee.
How's that running away?

- I just made a simple observation.
- No, you didn't.

You tried to start a fight.

Okay. Raylan?

Are you staying in Kentucky?

They offered me my job back in Miami,
and I'm here. What does that tell you?

Well, you're also still at a place that

puts a piece of paper over the toilet.
So what does that tell me?

That it's sanitised for your protection.

I know how much you make, Raylan.
Come on.

- I'm sorry?
- You can at least rent an apartment.

- Maybe I should buy a house.
- That's...

No, I know the name
of a very good realtor.

You're an asshole.

I'm sorry.

Okay. I'm sorry.

You wanna converse, we'll converse.
You wanna fight, we'll fight.

It's not easy, by any stretch.

Sometimes I look at you,
and I never wanna see you again.

Other times?

There are no other times. Just that.

Raylan,

other times I wanna
run away with you to Costa Rica.

Costa Rica?

I can't be late.

Fine.

But I'm gonna need that shirt.

I hate smelling you on me all day.

Should've taken another shower.

You were the one who
went for the victory lap.

- Well, hello, Raylan! Winona!
- Gary.

You know, I always forget
your office is in this building.

You two run into each other
on the elevator a lot? I guess you must.

No. Not as much as you might think.

My schedule's not very regular.

Hold on just a minute.

Listen, Raylan. I was thinking, you know,
maybe we should get together for a drink.

Why? Why would we do that?

Well, we have something in common.

We both been kicked to the kerb
by this one over here, you know?

Feels like it'd only be right for us to
get together, tell some tales.

You know, how OCD she is,
how loud she snores.

Gary, what are you doing here?

Good to see you both.

Good seeing you, Raylan.

I just wanna let you know I'm planning
to show the house again tonight.

Well, that's fine, but you could have
told me that over the phone.

You know, I misplaced my cell phone.
Can you believe that?

- Anyway, I'll see you tonight.
- Okay.

Boy, you smell nice.

Raylan, this isn't a punishment detail.

Jamie Berglund needs a transport.
You need an assignment.

- You don't think you can handle it?
- You wanna do it by yourself?

Hey, maybe get another award.

Raylan's not going by himself.

And, by the way,

you might wanna bring some plastic
and some towels for the backseat

in case everything goes south.

Just the two of you?

I had an instructor at Glynco say that

two Marshals should be enough to
transport King Kong.

- Well, I was just saying, 'cause you got...
- I know.

We know what you were saying.

I need you to initial here and...

Well, I guess you've done this before.

Once or twice.

Ms. Berglund.
I'm Deputy Marshal Gutterson.

- This is Deputy Marshal Givens.
- Hello.

- They told you no leg irons, right?
- We read the new guidelines.

We going to the doctor or a rodeo?

Goodness gracious.

You all right?

I'm not contracting. Don't worry.

I've got a haemorrhoid the size
of a golf ball. How are you?

Well, long as you don't give birth
during the ride, we're fine.

Look at you boys, all nervous.

- You gonna ask?
- Ask what?

How I got pregnant.

I don't remember much from health
class, but I do remember that,

and what
untreated venereal disease looks like.

When I was at Marysville,
I had conjugal with my husband.

Is he taking custody of the baby?

Who, A.J.?
A.J. can't take care of himself.

Well, it's gotta be
better than foster care.

Hey, hey, don't knock foster care.
Look where it got me.

Hey, Alisha. How are you, girl?

- Good morning, Ms. Berglund.
- Good morning.

I'm assuming you know the drill.

- Yes, sir.
- All right.

We handle all the ultrasounds
for FMC inmates.

- You get a lot of pregnant women inside?
- Not too many.

If you'd bring Ms. Berglund to
exam room one,

there should be a gown in there
for her to put on.

Window in exam room one?

- No, sir.
- All right.

You're afraid of...

Do you know the gentleman
who's in your waiting room?

His wife has a dating scan
scheduled for 11:30.

And where is she?

Running late.

You fellas cops?

I couldn't help but notice the young lady
you came in with was all chained up.

Figured if she was your wife,
she wouldn't take too kindly to that.

- Did you find out?
- What's that?

Boy or girl?

- It's a boy.
- This your first?

How could you tell?

You seem a bit jumpy,
if you don't mind me saying.

Don't mind you saying at all.
But honestly, I'm not scared.

Fifteen years old,
I let a coal train run over me.

I was gonna dodge it, but then
I decided to lay down between the rails.

Sixty miles an hour, 80 cars, all about
an inch from the tip of my nose.

During that whole time
I not once blinked my eyes.

See, once you face down a coal train,

facing a loaded gun just
doesn't have the same effect.

Deputy!

Don't try it, partner.

I'll gut-shoot you both
before you clear that holster.

Nice touch making the appointment.

Thank you kindly, there, Marshal.
Guess this ain't my first rodeo.

Sweetheart, why don't you stand
up here next to the Marshals?

And, gentlemen,
why don't you take out your side arms?

You put yours on the ground,
yours right there on the counter.

And then cuff yourselves.

Anybody makes a move,
you shoot her first.

What's the hold-up there, fellas?

Well, I've never had to cuff myself.

Fine.

I'll do it. You do the cowboy's,
and I'll take care of you.

I'm sorry about this, boys.
I hope you understand.

You sure this is the
way you wanna go out?

I'm sure my baby shouldn't have to
ride my rap.

Gotten anything, gentlemen?

A.J. Logan.
That's the husband and baby daddy.

Not either of the guys
that was at the clinic.

Well, we'll bring him in anyway.
What about this guy?

- We have a winner.
- That's the one who pulled.

Jess Timmons. We got him off that print
that we pulled off the cuff. Good job.

Actually, that was Raylan's play.

Jess Timmons is a Louisville hard case.
Two falls.

Last bit was a two-year
stint at Northpoint.

Manslaughter. Paroled June of '07.

Well, who leaked her
appointment time?

The ultrasound techs generally
don't know the schedule,

- but we're going after the...
- Wait a minute.

What about a leak at the prison?

Yeah, warden thinks he runs
a tight enough ship that

he keeps everything in-house.

Well, sure, if the schedule got out,

prisoner could have confederates
set up an ambush.

We're pushing back, believe me.

So what happened?
You didn't suspect a thing?

Too distracted by that big, old belly?

Art, she played the shit out of us.

Oh, boy!
Now, that's a spark to the right!

I thought I told you to
stay away from that window.

Yeah, and I thought you said
he'd be here by now.

Well, he's coming, all right?
He's just waiting till the coast is clear.

Those Marshals are out
beating the bushes right now.

He wouldn't want to lead them to us.

- We make the news yet?
- No, not yet.

What's that?

It's clonidine.

It helps your body tolerate the
anaesthesia. Plus, it should relax you.

- How long were you an EMT for?
- Seven years.

School for that?

There's a training programme, but
it's not like med school or anything.

Give me a hand here.

You get a lot of pregnancy calls?

All the time.

Third most popular,
behind drunks and psych patients.

You ever have one where
they couldn't make it to the hospital,

had to deliver in the ambulance?

Few times.

Did they make it? Survive, I mean?
Mothers and babies?

Listen, you don't got
nothing to worry about.

In a little while, I'll start the propofol.
Hour after that, your baby's out.

Yeah, and an hour after that,

your baby's daddy is gonna be
taking that little girl to her new life.

Oh, not that fast he don't.

In prison, you get to hold her for maybe
a couple of hours, and then she's gone.

That's gotta be rough.

He can have her when
I am good and ready.

Hey, hey, hey. There's no hurry.
You take all the time you like.

Geez, I gotta pee again. Excuse me.

A.J., it's real simple. You tell us where
your friend Jess Timmons is,

and where your wife, Jamie, is,

and life gets way better for you
than if you don't.

Who the hell is Jess Timmons?

It seems I didn't make
it simple enough.

It's understandable.
You want to break out your wife

'cause they won't let
you have the baby.

- Baby?
- What? You just gonna deny everything?

No, hold on. Serious...
Seriously, Jamie's pregnant?

Come on, A.J. Do not waste...

No, no, no, no. Come on. I haven't
seen her since she left Marysville.

I mean, come on, you should know.
There's no conjugals in the federal system.

She's 37 weeks.

That puts the time of conception
around the time of your last conjugal.

No, we didn't do
anything on my last visit.

No, she said she was going federal
and couldn't have conjugals.

There'd be no point in
us staying together.

You didn't do it one last time,
just to say goodbye?

No, I wanted to, but she said
that would just make things sadder.

Could be a regular visitor
that knocked her up.

Wouldn't be the first time that
a couple went at it

in a corner of the
regular visitors' room.

That's bullshit, Art, and you know it.

- Hell, it could be A.J. himself for all we know.
- Chief.

Oh, my gosh.

We don't know that it's a guard.

If it is a guard,
and I say that to keep you happy,

maybe he hired Jess Timmons
to make the grab because

he knew Timmons from inside.

We make a list of all the guards
from here and Marysville,

and we find out
which ones were at Northpoint

when Timmons was doing his bit.

He's coming. Don't worry.

- I ain't worried.
- Well, you were before.

Yeah, well, that was before I
was wasted. This stuff works.

You know, I never did
anything in the inside.

You could get it, but I just
figured, you know, the baby.

You ever been to California?

Why you ask that?

I was just thinking about where I'd go
once baby's off to her new life.

I never been to California.

Yeah, well, it's nice, long as you
stay out there near the ocean.

You get a little further inland,

then you gotta worry about
all the desert and the wetbacks.

You know what? I don't care where I go,

so long as I know
baby's gonna have a good life.

We're all set.
If you wanna step into my office here,

we'll get the IV started
and have you snoring in no time.

I'm gonna go pee one more time.

Oh, my God! My legs feel like rubber.

You know, if I wasn't about
to go through childbirth,

I'd really be enjoying this buzz.

You're gonna kill her, aren't you?

Why you ask me that?

Looks like you could use
a hand there, honey.

- Oh, my... No, let me go!
- Come here! Come here!

Son of a...

Change of plans.
Now that she's tied down, we cut it out.

Oh, my God, no! Please!

I haven't started the propofol yet.

Yeah? Well, she gave that up
when she went out the window.

- Oh, my God, please!
- I can't do it without the anaesthesia.

If you don't, I will.

I mean, you can, Jesse,

- but she'll probably die of shock.
- So?

If she dies before the baby's out,
like as not the baby goes with her.

What about all those
stories you hear, huh?

About how some
batshit-crazy diesel dyke

cuts out her best friend's baby
and raises it as her own?

The news shows never show the
stories where the babies die.

Now, believe me. I've been on 20 runs
like that when I was driving the bus.

I gotta do the propofol.

- How long's that take?
- I got it.

Shut up. Shut up.

Mr. Cosgrove?
You remember us from this morning?

Of course.
Yeah, no, we all heard what happened.

But, I mean, what did happen?

Oh, couple hard cases
got tipped off about the appointment.

They were just set up for us.

You know where that tip came from?

- We're running it down.
- How you doing?

- Yeah, honey...
- I'm good. How are you?

These are the two Marshals.
Remember that thing on the news

- I was telling you about?
- Yeah. Hi. Hi.

Glenn, maybe Mrs. Cosgrove
wants to go back in the house?

Why would I go inside?

- Yeah, why does she need to go inside?
- Why would I need to go inside?

Are you sure you want
her here for this?

Here for what? Glenn, what's going on?

- I have no idea. Let's...
- Mr. Cosgrove.

Take your hands off me, man.

We know about Jess Timmons.
We know he was at Northpoint

- when you were there.
- Who?

How long do you think it'll be
before we find him?

You think he's gonna stand up for you,
just go down with the ship?

I see you believe that I know
what you're talking about, but I...

What about Jamie? You really didn't
think she was gonna tell anybody?

- Tell anybody what?
- You wanna answer that, or should I?

I can't answer that, because I have
no idea what you're talking about.

Okay. Mrs. Cosgrove,

the inmate who escaped today
was eight months pregnant.

- Your husband is the father.
- Are you crazy?

- What?
- Then he hired a convict

that he knew from Northpoint
to help her escape.

Come on. You think my husband
knocked up some inmate,

and helped her escape? And then what?

He's gonna leave me, his job,
everything here, everything,

and then he's gonna, what,
run away with her?

No, we don't think he's gonna run off.
We think he's gonna have her killed.

That's the only way he can be certain
that it doesn't come back to him.

You assholes are gonna
hang out to dry for this.

- I'm gonna get my union rep.
- That can't be true.

- You tell them that's not true.
- Well, of course it's not true!

Glenn, we have over 20 calls between
you and Jess Timmons last week alone.

- Oh, my God.
- Honey. Honey, I need you...

- Oh, my...
- This... This isn't...

You think I can't tell when you're lying?

I am not lying!

Glenn, you can still
do yourself a favour here.

If there's a chance Jamie's still alive,
you can help us get to her.

'Cause otherwise, it's contract murder.

Spend the next few years of your life
looking at a wall,

and then get strapped to a gurney

and have potassium chloride
injected in your arm.

Glenn,

if this is true,

you tell them how to find that girl.

- Gayle, please.
- Tell them right now!

Tell them!

Thing is, I had 10 grand,

and Jess said it wasn't enough for
the risk he was taking.

He had a solution, though.

He'd heard there's people that'd pay
50 grand for a healthy white baby.

Glenn, we got it.
You knocked up an inmate,

you hired someone to murder her
and sell your child.

Now shut the hell up,
or Tim's gonna hit you in the face.

Will you give me those alcohol swabs
and the Betadine packets?

You should have told me
the plan was to kill her.

I figured if I told you, you probably
wouldn't have come along.

I wouldn't have.

See? There you go.

It's just, taking the
baby is one thing, but...

Look at it this way. If you weren't here,

she'd still be dying, and I'd still
be cutting that baby out myself,

probably killing it in the process.

See, that's just like
throwing money in the trash.

See, this way, you get that baby
out in one piece, you get paid.

Don't seem near as wasteful now,
does it?

It's like when the Plains Indians
used to kill all those buffalo.

They made sure they used
every single part of that thing.

It was a sign of respect
for the life they were taking.

Will you grab me that
gauze from over there?

I wanna be ready in case I hit a gusher.

Thataboy.

I ain't seeing the gauze over here.

Look to your left, on the counter.

Telling you, if it's over here,
I don't see... Hey!

US Marshals! Drop your weapon!

It's all clear.

Behind the table, drop your weapon.

- Hey, there, fellas.
- Show me your hands.

Wasn't really expecting to
see you boys again.

- Show me your hands.
- Yeah? Or what? Huh?

I got a gun on her belly,
finger on the trigger.

You shoot me, you're gonna be
spending the rest of the night

cleaning up baby guts
all over that fireplace there.

- Jess?
- Yeah?

Jess, you ever hear of a spot
snipers call the apricot?

It's where the brain
stem meets the spine.

Hit a fella there,

he ain't gonna pull no trigger.
It's just lights out.

And what?
You telling me you're that good?

Me?

Really? This is how this is gonna go...

Show me your hands.
Come on. I got you.

Come on. It's okay. It's okay.

How did that happen?

Honestly, Ava, I don't have any idea.

Go take a seat. Go on.

Okay, take this. Go on.
Clean yourself up.

We'll pretend like this never happened.

It happens again, though,
and I will put you back in

whatever gutter
you just pulled yourself out of.

Yeah.

- Deputy Givens.
- Mrs. Cosgrove.

I was hoping I'd find you.

- Yeah, I can't discuss your husband's case.
- I know.

Glenn's not evil.
Or I guess maybe he is.

You're married to someone for 11
years, you think you know them,

what they're capable of.

We tried for years to start a family.

It turns out that I'm not able.

- So...
- Yeah. Let me...

Let me see if I can find someone
for you to talk to.

No, no, no. I'm just...

- What's the girl's name?
- Again, I can't.

Do you know what
she's planning to do with the baby?

I don't think she has much say in it.

Do you think maybe...

I mean,
I don't know how this works, but

I was kind of hoping that maybe...

I don't know how that
works, either, but

maybe I could find out for you.

Gary.

That's not a real safe way
to approach an armed man.

I guess you're right!

- Something I can do for you?
- No, no, no.

No, I mean, you've already done more
for me than I could ever hope to repay,

which is why I felt like
I needed to tell you face-to-face.

I'm gonna get her back.

Now, I know you think I'm no competition
'cause I can't outshoot you or outfight you

or probably outscrew you.

But if there is one thing I do
know, Raylan, it's selling.

I can get a guy to buy a house
worse than the one he's in,

cost him twice as much,
and have him swear it was his idea.

Yeah, you thought a lot
about this moment, huh?

You said everything you meant to say?

Yeah, pretty much.

She left you for me once, Raylan.

Who were you talking to?

It was nobody.

- What?
- Nothing.

How was your day?

You know. Long.

You wanna tell me about it?

You remember...

You remember I always
liked the name Jess for a boy?

- Yeah, I'm over that.
- I told you.

Easy. I was never a big fan of your list.

What's wrong with my list?

- Cody?
- Yeah.

Well, that's the moment I knew
our marriage was doomed.

You're really not gonna
tell me about your day, are you?

You don't wanna know.

Reason I asked is
'cause I do wanna know.

Okay.

I saw a man threaten to shoot a
pregnant woman through the belly

just before a bullet went through his brain.
So I guess you could say it wasn't good.

I can handle that, Raylan.
I can't handle silence.

All right.

So, who were you talking to outside?

That was your husband.