All language subtitles for The.Last.Stop.In.Yuma.County

- Morning.
- Morning.

Guess you want to fill up, huh?

Yeah, I was hoping to.

Sorry,
but our gas pumps are dry.

Waiting on the fuel truck
to show up.

I'm almost empty. Is there
another gas station around here?

Not for another a 100 miles.

Damn.

You're welcome to wait
at the diner right next door.

When the fuel truck shows up
I'll come get you.

That's okay.
I'll just wait in my car.

- Have a good day.
- You, too.

- Don't work too hard.
- You stay safe.

- Love you.
- Love you.

Police reporting
that two men got away

with an estimated $700,000

from the Buckeye Western
Fidelity Bank of Arizona.

A witness spotted a green Pinto

with a damaged rear end
fleeing the bank

at approximately
6:20 a.m. this morning.

Hello?

- Morning.
- Morning.

- How we doing?
- Doing fine.

- Take a seat wherever you like.
- Thanks.

Can I get you going
with some coffee?

Yeah, that'd be great.

- Cream?
- Uh, no, thank you.

Did you hear about what's
going on in the gas station?

- What's that?
- Pumps are dry.

Says he's waiting
for a fuel truck to show up?

I hope you're not in a hurry
to be somewhere.

Actually, I am.

It's my daughter's birthday tomorrow

and I get to spend today
with her.

Oh, well, I hope that truck
gets here soon.

Me, too.

Where's your daughter?

She's in Carlsbad with her mom
and her stepdad.

Carlsbad.
I don't know where that is.

It's in California.
It's like four hours from here.

Beautiful.
Flowers everywhere. Beaches.

Pretty much the exact opposite
where I'm coming from.

Sounds lovely.

It is.

What's in the case?

State-of-the-art cutlery.

- You're a knife salesman.
- I am.

Figure why not try
and make a sale

while I'm waiting.

I'm not in the market
for new knives.

Nobody is.

Tell you what.
I'll finish my coffee.

I'll do my whole kit
and caboodle.

And maybe you'll let me
change your mind.

Yeah, okay.

Okay.

You wanna take a look at a menu?

- No, thank you.
- We're famous for our pie.

Yeah,
I saw something about that.

I don't think
I've ever had ru... ru... rub...

Rhubarb.

Yeah, Thank you.
No, it's too early for pie.

Well, maybe take a piece to go.
For your daughter's birthday.

- Oh, okay.
- Great.

Where are you coming in from?

Oh, all over. How about you?

I'm from right here.

- What's your daughter's name?
- Sarah.

S-A-R-A?

S-A-R-A-H.
You got a newspaper back there?

- Sure. It's yesterday's though.
- That's fine.

Mm. Thank you. Oh, that's great.

Hope she likes it.

You have kids?

Nope. My husband and I
weren't blessed with that gift.

- I'm sorry.
- Don't be.

Well, if you wanna
use the telephone,

let your daughter know
you might be running late,

it's right over there.

- Okay. Thank you.
- Sure.

Hey, boy. Uh...

These pumps outta gas

so I'm waiting
for the fuel truck to get here.

Should be here any minute.

We really got somewhere
to be, guy.

You ain't got no cans in there?

We got plenty of cans in there,

but we ain't got nothing
to go in them.

You're welcome to go
next door to the diner

and wait till the fuel truck
shows up.

We'll just fill up
at the next stop. Thanks.

Well, unless you got enough gas
to get you a 100 miles.

Unfortunately, you're stuck here
till the truck shows up.

Then I guess we'll wait
at the diner.

Man,
I'll just take that shit off.

Naw, don't.

Where are you going?

I'm going in the diner.
I'm gonna get some coffee.

We're staying in the car
till that truck gets here.

- You serious?
- I'm serious.

It's hotter than
the devil's dick in this car.

Ain't anybody gonna recognize
us out here.

- You don't know that.
- I know they probably got AC.

This might be the last decent
cup of coffee we have

for the next few months.

Man, who knows what kind
of gypsy juice

they got down in Mexico?

Coffee in there
is probably from Mexico.

Bullshit.

We're staying in the car.

Man. Lighten up, would you?

Fuck.

- Morning. How we doing?
- Oh, howdy.

- You waiting on that fuel truck?
- Yes, ma'am.

Well, sit anywhere you like.

Can I get you some coffee?

Yeah. Two, please.

- Cream?
- No, just black.

Son-of-a-bitch,
it's hotter in here.

Oh, thank you, sweetheart.

Hey, you mind doing us a favor

and turning on the AC
or something?

Sorry,
but the AC's on the fritz.

You boys interested
in something to eat?

No. Maybe later. Thanks.

- Okay. Just let me know.
- Yeah.

Fucking great. AC's not working.

That goddamn fuel truck
better get here soon.

And if it doesn't?

We'll take that asshole's car.

He probably doesn't have
any gas either.

Okay, well,
then we'll take hers.

You see more than one car
out there?

Look, man, like the guy said,

"The truck should be here
any minute."

What you looking at?

Sorry.
Didn't mean to startle you.

Looked like you were
in deep thought.

Something like that.

You wanted to show me
those knives?

Oh, okay.

Well, they sure look pretty.

Great.
So these are Odachi knives.

They're made from the strongest
steel in Japan.

They're just as sharp
and as durable

as any authentic Japanese sword.

The handles are hand-carved
from wood,

um, from a dark wood.

- Mahogany?
- Mahogany... handles. Thank you.

Um, at this point
in the presentation,

I usually have an aluminum can
and then a tomato

to show off how they stay sharp.

That's all right. I can already
tell how sharp they are

just by looking at them.

- Oh.
- You're doing great.

Thanks. Um...

Are you okay?

Are those gentlemen
in the booth...

Are they staring at us?

Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Did you...

Did you hear about that
bank robbery this morning?

- In Buckeye?
- Yeah.

Was that you?

Don't look. It's the car.

What do you think?

I think they would be the type.

I thought so, too.

- I'll call my husband.
- No, let's give it a second.

We don't want to jump
to conclusions about people.

- You just said it's the car.
- I know what I said...

This is looking suspicious.
Go on with your pitch.

With what?

- Sell me on the knives.
- Oh.

Well I... I can't.
I don't have a tomato.

You can't do it
without a tomato?

No.

It's like getting maced.

You ever been maced?

They start unloading that shit
into your eyes.

It's like fucking fire everywhere.

You can't get it out.

And I tell you what you don't do
if you get maced in your eyes,

don't put fucking water in it

cause I made
that goddamn mistake.

Shh.

The hell are they doing
over there?

I don't know, man,
having a fucking conversation.

Sheriff's office.

Hey, Virginia,
is Charlie in yet?

He sure is. One sec. Charlie!

Yes, Virginia.

Your wife is on the telephone.

Be right there.

Hang up.

Yeah.

Dammit, she hung up.

Well it took you long enough
to get over here.

Well, what'd she say?

Nothing.

Well, lemme know
if she calls back.

- You don't wanna call her back?
- No.

Probably just calling
about the AC.

Oh.

When are you gonna get yourself
a new phone, Charlie?

- Who were you calling?
- My husband.

Do you know who we are?

Just two men waiting for gas.

I think you know more than that.

You're the men that robbed
the bank this morning.

Bingo.

Hey, please let her go!

Shut the fuck up.

Get up and sit next to him.
Come on.

Keep a lookout.

Put your hands down.

What's in the box?

Cheap kitchen knives.

You a knife salesman?

Normally I'd just slit
your throat and steal your car

but fortunately for you,

I figured that
fruity little number outside

doesn't have any gas.
Correct?

No, I mean, yeah.

Where's your car?

My husband dropped me off.

The fat man at the
gas station. Does he have a car?

- He lives here.
- He lives here?

He runs the motel next door

and he stays
in one of the rooms.

Huh. And no cook?

Not today.

Shit.

I guess we're stuck here
'til that truck arrives.

Which means you two better pay

close attention to what
I'm about to tell you.

If you try anything stupid,
I'll shoot you in the face.

Understood?

Good.

So here's what we're gonna do.

You're gonna go about your day
just like any other day.

You're gonna keep
our coffee mugs full

and when we're ready to eat,
you're gonna take our order

with a big, fat,
fucking smile on your face.

If anybody comes in here,
find out if they got gas.

Got it?

Got it?

Good.

And you're just gonna sit here

in silence and play
with that little puzzle.

- As soon as that truck gets...
- We got company.

As soon as that truck gets here,
we'll be on our way.

Now I suggest
you pull yourself together

and get back
behind that counter.

Not a fucking word.

Good boy.

- Hi there.
- Hey, darling.

You folks waiting
on that fuel truck?

Yeah.

Well, take a seat
wherever you like.

Sorry about the heat.

The AC's not working right now.

That's all right.
We can handle the heat.

That's a hell of a grizzly.

Hmm. That's Duke.
My granddad shot him.

He's been here since we opened.

Oh, family establishment?

Yes, sir. My mama opened
the place up in '52.

We're famous
for our rhubarb pie.

Rhubarb?

- That's a vegetable, ain't it?
- It is.

Hmm. No, thank you.

You all right, honey?

- Damnit, Earline.
- Shh!

Oh, yeah,
it's just allergies is all.

Can I bring you folks
something to drink?

Coffee for me.

Cream?

Gosh, no.

Just a glass of water.

Hey, Gavin.

Yup? Oh.

Hey. Hey, Sheriff.
I'm heading in right now.

Is everything okay? Over.

Yeah, we're outta coffee.

Oh, all right.
Well, um, copy that.

Uh, I can pick some up
at the diner on my way over.

Over.

Tell Charlotte
she hung up too soon.

Uh, okay. Uh, so...

Coffee, and tell Charlotte
she hung up too soon. Copy that.

Anything else? Over.

No, that's it.

Okay then. Copy.

I will see you very soon.
With some coffee. Over.

Thanks, Gavin. Over and out.

Man, I thought you were actually
gonna kill that lady.

So... what's the plan now?

We wait for that truck
to get here.

Or if somebody shows up
with gas,

we take their car.

Well, either way,
we're stealing someone's car.

'Cause if that asshole
over there recognized it,

they're sure as shit gonna
recognize it

crossing the border.

Where the hell's the shitter?
Hmm.

Hey.

Yes.

Where's the shitter?

Over at the gas station.

You said the old man
doesn't have a car, right?

Right.

Find out if she's lying.

And check the motel.
See if anyone's staying there.

If you're lying to me,
next time I won't let go.

I'm not lying to you.

Hey, hello again.

Hey.
Hey, how old's that thing?

I really don't know.

- Can it walk?
- It can walk. Just can't hear.

Huh?

If you're coming
about the gas truck,

I still don't have any news.

No, I gotta use the shitter.

Oh, yeah. Right through
that door right there.

Hey, um, you ain't got anyone
staying in that motel, do you?

Nope. But for five bucks
you can have a night.

No, thanks.

Uh, that waitress tells me
you ain't got no car.

That right?

Why would she tell you that?

Um... just talking's all.

She'd be right.

What do you do
when you need to get around?

With Betty here,
I got just about all I need.

Right.

- Through here?
- Through there.

You ain't very good
with that thing.

- Yeah, I'd like to see you try.
- Hand it over.

- You ever shot a gun before?
- Yeah, sort of.

The hell's that supposed
to mean?

You either have or you haven't.

Well, I'm a crack shot
at Boot Hill.

That's not the same thing.
That ain't even close.

- Goddammit!
- Couldn't be any worse than you.

- You done pissing or what?
- Yeah, I'm done.

You think whoever robbed
that bank this morning

had guns on 'em?

Yeah, probably.

I'll tell you what.
We get to my brother's place?

I'm gonna get you
your own shotgun, babe.

You can't miss with a shotgun.

Just like Bonnie and Clyde.

No, like Kit and Holly.

Who the hell is that?

Badlands, baby.

- Oh, hey there, Charlotte.
- Hey, Gavin.

Where's Charlie?

Oh, he's just being a
big old bum down at the office.

Sent me here to pick up
some coffee

and, um, oh, uh, uh...

Why'd you hang up on him?

Oh. Damn fuel truck is late.

All these folks
are stuck here waiting.

Got busy and had to hang up.

Damn. Damn, damn.

Well, uh, excuse me,
ladies and gentlemen,

I just wanna say sorry
about the holdup, but, um,

but we should have it
cleared up pretty soon.

And, in the meantime,
you are in great hands

with our lovely Charlotte here.

Thank you, officer.

You're very welcome, sir.

Just the two coffees.

Oh, better make it three.

So, where are you two
coming from?

Houston.

Oh, what do you know?

I spent some time in Texas
growing up.

- Where about?
- In, uh, in Waco.

Oh, our grandson
just moved to Waco.

Really? Well, it's a...
it's a beautiful little town.

Bunch of damn hippies.

Yeah, well, uh, what's,
what's he doing out there?

Well, he sings and
plays the guitar at a church.

Have you heard
of the Mount Carmel Center?

Yes, I have.

Well, that's where he is.

Your grandson sounds
like a very talented young man.

He had a rough childhood

but I believe
he's on the right path now.

That's good.

How bout' you?

How'd you get
from Waco to Arizona?

Oh, well, I've been
all over the place but...

I came out here for the job.

You look a little young
to be a police officer.

Well, sir, I can
assure you I've gone through

all the proper
training to be here.

- Uh-huh.
- Oh, don't mind him.

No, no, it's all right.
I understand.

I know I have a young face.

Well, that's a good thing.

I suppose it is.
Thank you, ma'am.

You two get a chance
to try Charlotte's Rhubarb pie?

Officer, do you folks
have an overgrown Rhubarb farm

out here or something?

It makes no damn sense
to me how y'all would put

a vegetable in a pie.

Coffee's ready, Gavin.

Thanks, Charlotte.

All right, well, it was nice
talking to the both of you.

Take care.

Hey, Charlotte,
can you fill me up?

Charlie gets a special one, huh?

Charlie doesn't like sugar
in his coffee.

Oh, he hates it.

Yeah, Charlie's the sheriff
in this town

and the lucky son-of-a-bitch
who's married

to this pretty lady
right over here.

Is that right?

That's right.

So where are you headed?

Well,
I'll see you later, Charlotte.

Nice talking to you.
You drive safe.

You too, officer.

Bye-bye.

Shit! Goddammit!

- Oh, goddammit!
- The fuck, man!

Ah, shit.

Ow. I don't...

I don't know who's to blame
for this mess.

It's not me, man!

You, uh, you just getting here?

No, I've been here all morning.

All right, well, let's, um...

I guess,
we should head on back inside,

see if Charlotte's
got some towels

to clean this mess up.

Come on.

What happened?

Oh, what's it look like?
This guy crashed right into me.

No way, man!

Apologize to the officer.

- I'm sorry.
- Thank you.

And thank you, Charlotte.

Um, you mind re-making
the coffees?

- Yeah, sure.
- Thanks.

So, you two know each other?

He's my little brother.

Huh? Scottish twins.

Hardly noticed you
sitting over there.

- Me?
- Yeah.

You had a front row seat.

Got anything to say?

Um...

Um...

Uh, I'm just messing with you, man.

- Here you go, Gavin.
- Thanks, Charlotte.

Thank you.

All right, let's try this again.

It was really nice
talking to you, folks.

You take care now.

You wanna get the door for me?
Thanks.

Take care of yourself, now.

- You too.
- Bye-bye, everyone.

Goddamn, it's hot in here.

- So?
- "So?" So what?

Anyone staying at the motel?

No. There ain't nobody
at the goddamn...

The fat man, does he have a car?

Goddammit, no.
He doesn't have a car. Okay?

The guys going on about
he's got everything he needs

right here or some shit.

He's not the smartest tool
in the shed.

Sharpest.

What?

He ain't the "Sharpest" tool
in the shed. Not "Smartest."

Man. Who gives a fuck?

Hey, Vernon.

Hey. You know what's going on, right?

Yes, I know.

Maybe the truck's here now.

Hey, people!

I just got off the phone
with the company and they said

that the truck got off
to a late start this morning,

but should be here shortly.

Um, if they're not here
within an hour...

Shit.

I'll call 'em again,
tell 'em to send another truck.

- This is ridiculous.
- Take a nap, Robert.

Woah. Ooh!

I see Charlie hasn't fixed
that air conditioner.

No, not yet.

He ordered the part, though.

You want the usual?

Yeah, I gotta get back
to the shop.

- I don't wanna miss this truck.
- You got it.

What are you all dressed up for?

Oh, I'm a salesman.

That right?

What do you sell?

Cutlery. Kitchen knives.

Any good?

They're the best.

Well, best of luck to you, partner.

Thanks.

Charlie?

Yes, Virginia.
You don't have to yell.

Sorry.
What'd you get for Charlotte?

- For what?
- Your anniversary.

Well, that ain't till next week.

- 17 beautiful years, right?
- Yep.

Well...

The traditional gift
for 17 years is furniture.

Oh, damn.

So what'd you have in mind?

Well, is, uh, is a coffin
considered furniture?

For my mother-in-law, of course.

You're grim, Charlie.

No, I'm practical, Virginia.

How about an armoire?

Uh, I don't think
she'd fit one of those.

- Morning.
- Oh, hey.

Howdy.

- Thank you.
- There you go.

What you got on your shirt
there?

Well, so I was at the diner
and this big dumb-ass

wasn't looking
where he was going.

Crashed right into me.

Oh, geez.

Sure, it wasn't you that
was the big dumb-ass

who wasn't watching
where he was going?

Well, you know, the other guy
would probably say so,

but he'd be wrong.

- Yeah, okay.
- Yeah.

What's going on over there?

Oh, um, well,
got it right here for you.

So there, uh, right,

so the station ran outta gas
and the fuel truck's late

and the diner's pretty busy.

So I think that that's probably
why she, uh, she hung up.

Glad you got all that
written down.

- Yes. Good note-takin'.
- Thanks.

Thanks for the coffee.

- Uh, hey, Sheriff.
- Yeah.

Is everything all right
with Charlotte?

I think so. Why?

She just didn't seem,
uh, herself.

Oh, yeah. Well, her momma's
not doing so well.

Oh, damn.

Well, I wish
I would've said something now.

Mm. No.
It's best that you didn't.

All right.

Hey, what's a four-letter word
for "Take the money and run?"

Uh... Shoe.

What?

- There you go.
- Thank you.

Charlotte, what happened
to your phone cord?

It got caught on something
the other day

and damn thing
just snapped right in half.

Well, you know,
no one calls me at the shop,

so you can use mine.

Thanks.

I'll just wait until the fuel
company calls you back, okay?

Just snapped, ha?

It's old.

What you thinking about?

About how that $200
ain't gonna last us much longer.

Ever consider getting a job?

Nope.

Now, hear me out.

Why do you think almost
all bank robbers get caught?

Why?

Cause somebody always sees em'
leaving the scene.

What if you never left?

What do you mean?

So imagine an apartment complex
located above a jewelry store.

- That exists, right?
- Sure.

So we don't break
into the jewelry store.

We break into the apartment
right above the jewelry store.

Cut a hole in the floor. Bam.
We're in.

Nobody sees us go in
or come out.

- That's... that's genius, baby.
- I know.

How the hell do you get back up?

- Well, they just used rope.
- Who's "They?"

In the movie, they used a rope
to get back up to the apartment.

You didn't come up with shit.

You're just spouting lines
from some dumb movie.

It's not a dumb movie.

Miles, do you realize the kinds
of tools you would need

to cut a goddamn hole
in an apartment floor?

- It ain't impossible.
- No, you're impossible.

- What are you doing?
- We need gas.

Honk for service, Miles.

What the hell?

That's a green Pinto
right there, ain't it?

- That's the one.
- Damn.

Where the hell is everybody?

Maybe they're robbing
the diner now.

- Where are you going?
- I got an idea.

Oh, Jesus.
What are you going to do?

Oh, what, you gonna bust open
the trunk?

Yes, Sybil.

Stay here
and keep a lookout, okay?

What the hell is taking so long?

Get down!

What's it look like?
It ain't fucking opening.

Here, give it here. I'll try.

Get outta here! I told you
to stay over there

and keep a lookout.

I can see just fine right here.

Goddammit.

Put some goddamn muscle
into it, Miles. Christ.

I gotta get back.

Thanks for the food, Charlotte.

You bet.

Damn.
They got rhubarb pie in there.

Stop it, Miles.
Someone's coming.

Hey.

Folks trying to fill up?

Yeah. Uh...

But there ain't nobody
at the gas station.

Sorry about that.
You should've honked.

We outta gas.

I got a bunch of people
in the diner

waiting for the fuel truck
to show up.

Where's the next gas station?

Well,
this is the last stop in Yu...

- Enjoy.
- Thanks.

It's those two assholes
back there.

Well, don't turn.

Goddammit.

How do you know it's them?

Well, who the hell else
would it be?

I don't know.
Could be that old couple.

It'd be a perfect crime.

No one would ever expect
a sweet old couple

to rob a bank.
Or maybe...

Maybe it's that asshole
over there.

He kinda looks like
that crossdresser from Psycho.

Anthony Perkins.

Yeah, he kinda does.

Hi there.

Hey, Charlotte.

It's pretty nice seeing
the place so full.

They'd rather be somewhere else.

The fuel truck never showed up
this morning.

These folks are outta gas.

You know, maybe you'll make
some good tips, huh?

Yeah, maybe.

- Glass of water?
- Oh, yes. Lotta ice.

Hey, what do you think
of the pie?

Not great.

Hey, you got any biscuits
back there?

I made 'em fresh yesterday.

All right.
Biscuits and gravy then.

You got it.

You stuck here, too?

No, I own a spread down the way.

I just come here for the eats

and prettiest waitress
in the county.

- Oh, yeah? What's good here?
- Everything.

She didn't try to sell you
a piece of rhubarb pie?

No, she did not.

But I'm not a fan of sweets.

Mmm. You can't go wrong
with biscuits and gravy.

Well, all right.
Biscuits and gravy it is.

I hope you got enough gas
to get home.

Yeah. No, I filled up yesterday.

Smart man.

Listen up!

Everyone put their hands up
and do exactly as I say.

I'm gonna need the keys
to that truck of yours.

And just in case you're thinking
of doing something foolish.

We're taking this little lady
with us.

I'll give you my keys.
Just let her go first.

I'm calling
the shots here, Chief.

Watch yourself, White Eyes.

Whoa, what the fuck you doing,
old man?

Shoot him, Robert!

Hold your horses, honey.

You shoot him or I will!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Let her go, or we start shooting
at your friend there.

Fuck you, man!

Okay, everyone just calm down.

What are you doing, boy?

Yeah, Miles.
What the hell are you doing?

Jesus Christ! Does everybody
have a fucking gun?

I know about you two.

And I want some of that money,
so I'm gonna help you out, okay?

Sounds like a fair deal to me.

Yeah, whatever.
Just shoot that motherfucker!

Listen. There's a way out
of this where no one gets hurt.

Oh, yeah. What's that?

I give you my keys.
You let her go.

Me and this gentleman here
won't shoot.

Ain't that right, partner?

That sounds like
a beautiful plan,

but it... it's very unlikely.

Yeah. Sounds wonderful.

Except for the part where
I don't get my fucking money!

I don't know anything about
the money you're talking about.

That's up to those men
back there.

You can walk
outta here with them.

Settle it amongst yourselves.
Out there.

Once Charlotte is free.

My ass.
We ain't giving you shit.

Fine! We'll give you some money!

Just stop pointing
the fucking gun at me!

I swear to God,

I will shoot you if you
don't give me your word.

You have my word.

Now just put the gun away
or point it back at that asshole

standing next to you.

Okay. I'm gonna take my keys out
and toss 'em to you.

Wait. Give me the keys.

Bullshit!

No. I get the keys.
I walk outta here first.

You let her go
and we meet outside.

You motherfucker.

Do it already, darling.

Holy shit.

You okay, man?

Where's that girl?

Come out with your hands up,
goddammit!

Okay. Okay. I'm over here.

I see you under that booth
you little fucker!

You stay right there.

I'm not moving. I'm not moving.

Sweet Jesus.

What are you doing?
What are you doing?

Put that knife down.
That money's mine asshole.

That's fine.
I don't want the money.

Oh, it's okay.

Shut the fuck up!
You call this okay?

No, you're right, you're right. Sorry.

What do I do now?

You, you call the police.

No, you idiot.

Nobody's calling
the goddamn police, okay?

I told you,
I'm taking that money.

Yeah, take the money.
That's fine.

- You're taking the money.
- I just said that.

Are you fucking stupid
or something?

Listen, you don't want
to do this. Trust me.

Yes, I do.
I just need to make sure

you ain't gonna tell the police
about me.

I'm not gonna tell anyone.
I swear.

And I'm just supposed to
believe you?

Yeah.

Jesus.
I just can't take that risk.

Ah, oh!

Shit. Shit.

Oh, shit!

Okay, okay, okay.
Okay, okay, okay.

Okay.

It's busy.

- Try calling Vernon.
- All right.

It's ringing.

He ain't picking up.

Damn.

Let's go, Gavin.

It's still ringing.

Hang up.
Call the diner back.

Let me know
if you hear anything.

All right.

Are you driving or riding?

Wait here.

What the fuck?
Fucking Jesus. Fuck!

Oh, my God.

David, what's wrong?
What happened?

No, don't. Stay in the car.
Stay in the car.

There's a...

I need to find a phone
and call the police.

What?

No. Hey, hey, hey!
No, I can explain.

I can explain what happened.

You stay back!

No, I had nothing to do
with what happened in there!

What the hell is going on?

There's a goddamn
massacre in that diner.

But I had nothing to do with it,
I promise!

I don't care. I don't care.

You stay right there
until the police get here.

Do you understand?

Just please stay
in the car, all right?

- Okay.
- Okay.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God.

- I'm not the bad guy.
- Okay.

What do you want?

Nobody can know I was here.

Yeah. Okay. Yes. Yeah.
Okay, fine.

- We won't tell anyone.
- No, no.

Right? We won't tell anyone.

Oh, God. Please.

Jesus Christ.
I love you, Sarah.

- I love you.
- What?

What?

Your name is Sarah?

Yes.

What's, what's your name?

- Shut up.
- I'm sorry.

Okay. Okay.

I'll give you $10,000

if you never mention me
to anybody.

- Are you serious?
- I am.

I'm gonna give you the money.

You drive as far as you can
with whatever gas you got.

You were never here, okay?

- Okay. Okay.
- Fine.

- Okay?
- Yeah, sure.

Okay.

Don't.

It's the money
from the bank robbery.

Yeah, but that wasn't me.

Why is it in your car?

I... that's not important.

We can't take this money.
We can't get involved in this.

No, you have to take the money.

That's the only way
I can trust you.

No, you can trust...
You can trust us.

You can. Right, right, honey?

You can... Trust me.
Please. We won't say anything.

- Oh God. Oh God.
- It's okay.

All right. Shut up!

All right. I did rob that bank.

And I shot everybody
in that diner, okay?

I am an incredibly dangerous
person right now.

I tried to make a deal with you,

and you wouldn't fucking
listen to me!

So now,
the deal's off the table.

I want both of your IDs,

and if I find out
even ten years from now,

you talked to the fucking cops
about me,

I'm gonna hunt you down
and I'm gonna shoot you both

in the fucking mouth!

Got it?

Ah!

Hold on. Stay right there.

- Fucker!
- No! No!

No, no, no!

- He's leaving...
- Leaving...

All right, Sheriff,
I gotta ask you something.

Sure.

How come you don't ever say
over to me on the radio?

The hell are you talking about?

I'm talking about,

"Hey, Gavin, could you
pick me up some coffees? Over."

Or, "Hey, Gavin,
I just wanted to tell you

that you're doing
a really good job today.

Over and out."

Tell you what.

As Sheriff of this town,
I'm gonna make a new rule

that you don't have to say over

after every goddamn sentence
on the radio.

I'll know when
you're done speaking

and it's my turn to talk.

Well, I'll be honest with you.

I'm not too thrilled
about the new rule.

Well, get used to it.

- Over and out.
- All right.

Oh, Sheriff,
what the hell is that?

Wait, wait. Hold on a minute.

Charlotte?

Charlotte?

Wake up, baby.

Sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Sheriff?

Um, Sheriff?

Was that green Pinto
here earlier?

I don't know. Why?

Was the goddamn car here or not?

I don't know. Maybe.
Why are you asking me?

That's the car from the bank
robbery this morning.

Oh, shit.

Clear the back.
Check if there's any survivors.

Okay.

Hello?

Fuck.

Hey, Sheriff, I think
everybody in there is dead.

Find the keys to this Pinto.

Keys to the Pinto.
Okay. All right.

You just stay there, and
I'm gonna find the keys, okay?

You're all right.
Hey, sweet baby.

Hey, sweet baby. Come here.

You're all right.
Shh. Shh.

Hey, Sheriff, I got some keys
but I don't know which ones...

Oh, my God.

- Is it all right?
- Give me the keys.

Okay. Okay.

Oh, it's okay. I got you.

What are you looking for,
Sheriff?

- The money, Gavin.
- Ah, shit.

Somebody else was here.

What makes you say that?

The trail of gasoline
right in front of me.

Oh, goddammit. Right.
Yeah, there was this, um...

Oh, it was a crappy yellow car
that was here earlier.

Yeah, I saw it this morning.

When I was letting
Charlotte off.

- Okay. Did you see the driver?
- Yeah, I did.

Well...

Stay here with the baby
and I'll call for backup.

Wait, wait, what...
Sheriff, just wait a second!

I gotta go, Gavin!

No!

No! No, no, no, no, no, no!

Fuck. Fuck.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Fuck!

Okay. Okay.

Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Hey, buddy! Hey, buddy!

Fuck.

Come out from behind there!
Right fucking now!

- Do you hear me?
- Yeah, I can hear you!

I'm just thinking
you're gonna shoot me

before I can explain myself!

So explain!

So, yeah, so those bank robbers
from Buckeye,

they showed up
and they had guns.

And they held everybody hostage!

Everybody had guns!
I had to hide under a booth!

And then I found the money.

I shouldn't have taken it.

I can see that now.

I should've waited.
I should've called the police.

So you're the only one
that came outta there alive

and you expect me to believe
that you're fucking innocent?

Yes!

So what about your knife
in that girl's chest?

Or the fucking baby
you left in the car?

What about that?

You fucking killed my wife!

She loved me!

Fuck you!

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