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Damn, little Duke. You got some serious flavor going on here.
Glad it works for you, deputy.
But you know,
you should add some applewood in the last hour of smoking.
Really kick it up a notch.
Yeah. I'll get on that.
And, how about a little extra corn bread?
Anything else?
Just my usual.
Come on, man. It's been a slow day.
I got kids.
Yeah? Kids who should be thanking me,
'cause their daddy's not locked up for stealing this truck.
- Unit 7. - We have an individual
making threatening comments down at the Chuck E. Cheese.
Can you assess and offer assistance? Over.
Copy that, dispatch. Unit 7 en route.
Let's give it up for the best thing to come out of these hills
since moonshine, maryanne dice and hub hall or an!
Yahoo!
Mom, we got another one.
"Erdos."
What the fuck is an earth demon?
This one's downtown.
Mama?
Mom?
It's like my fingers keep cramping up.
You've done it a million times.
You've got this.
Maybe dad was right.
- You know, maybe I'm just not... - hey.
Don't you let him mess with your head.
You have a god-given gift.
I don't know.
I do know.
Your daddy can't help but get in his own way,
but you are not your father.
Okay.
Jeez.
Thanks.
Hey, little Duke. Whose cruiser?
Deputy Briggs.
He around?
Walked off about an hour ago.
Number 13 up.
You ordering?
Not today.
Promise I won't spit in it.
Now.
Don't give away the secret recipe.
Next.
Fucking hub.
Can't even take his own son to school without that kid coming home
with a criminal record and a case of the yips.
Come here.
It'll be okay.
I am seeing red.
Well, just breathe.
Hub is really pushing it this time.
You've been more than patient. A friggin' Saint.
You need to cut him loose, babe, for real this time.
I would gladly wring his neck, but Cade needs a dad.
What Cade needs is a positive role model.
And you're applying?
Forget me. No, I'm-I'm talking about you and Cade,
and keeping you both safe.
Hub is not a good guy.
You promised me you wouldn't do that.
I get that crap from him. I do not need it from you, too.
You are my family now.
I know hub is a part of your life,
but there's something you need to see.
What?
You might want to sit down.
Not now!
Lucky, your car's on fire.
What the fuck?
Someone grab the fire extinguisher.
- Is that lucky's car? - Motherfucker!
Fuck. My god.
Hand it to me, hand it to me!
Fuck.
Aw, fuck. We got another one of these things?!
Well, look who's calling his mama finally.
Did the devil fax you another demon to kill?
Yep. Where you at?
I just ran down to the pig for some eggs. Where'd it come through?
By little Duke's. And get this.
I think it took Jake Briggs.
A sheriff's deputy?
Well, that's not good.
But if it's still wearing his radio, the station will be able to track him.
I already called sue.
Had to offer up some of your apple fritters,
but she told me where it was headed.
So where we going?
Sorry, mama. You're not invited to this party.
This one looks super unfriendly.
It force-feeds its victims dirt.
No more solos. We've been over this.
Well, hey.
There you are. I been looking everywhere.
So was it you, or was it hub?
Sweetie, I-I don't know what you're talking about.
You forget I was a hall or an, too?
- The old smoke-up-the-car-to-get. - 'em-outside move?
I've seen this play before, kitty.
What are you doing? Spill it.
Look, hon, you really need to talk to hub.
Tell me about it. Where is he?
I don't know. Cross my heart.
He didn't tell me where he was off to.
Whatever it is hub is dragging you into,
you and I can always talk.
I know, sweetie.
And I would love to explain,
but it's just not my place.
Hub's got to be the one.
Go on out the back... And I won't tell lucky.
But you owe me.
I'll tell hub to give you a call.
Hub?
Hub.
- Hub! - Shit.
What are you doing here?
How'd you find me?
You're still on my family plan, cheapskate.
Well, then, you need to leave now.
What is your problem?
Our son is so gun-shy after that little joy ride you took yesterday
he forgot how to play the damn guitar.
Stop. He did not.
Which you need to fix, by the way.
Poor kid can't get you out of his head till you remind him
it belongs to him in the first place.
Well, then, he needs to toughen up.
What he needs is his daddy's blessing.
Maybe tell him he's good enough for once.
It won't kill you. But instead,
you had your mama go torch lucky's car
and snoop around his office.
- Wait. What? - Yeah.
Hub?
Please go.
Look at me!
Look at me.
There's a dead body.
- There's a dead... - I know. It's okay.
You're okay.
Okay. Okay.
Come on. Let's go.
Hub... what the hell is...
Thank god, a cop.
- Maryanne, don't. - Help! Police!
Shit.
- Hub? - Run!
Get out, then! Run!
Okay.
I'm sorry that I didn't tell you earlier, about
I need a minute.
I found some of your old clothes in the closet.
I said I need a minute.
Get out!
Jesus, this cannot be happening.
Hello?
Don't hang up. I need your help.
Halloran? How did you find me?
Well, you were smart to switch your plates before coming to see me,
but you forgot about your parking decal.
You're not supposed to contact me.
There's a 1-900 number in the manual if you have questions.
You said that my job
was to hunt demons and send them back.
But did you ever ask why they're coming?
Why does any inmate bust out? To be free.
So what's with the sacrifices?
As I explained, demons are just spirits with no physical form.
In order to walk the earth, they need to
yeah, possess a human, I got it.
But I'm not talking about the people that they're possessin',
I'm talking about the people that they are sacrificing.
In weird ways, too.
That's not a thing. Th-they don't do that.
Well, they've done it.
Three times.
Mom, where are you?
Don't call here again.
A demon. As in a demon from hell?
Yeah, I thought it was bs too, till I saw one in the flesh.
So this means that, like, heaven and hell...
Makes you think.
Yeah, that my mama shouldn't have let me quit Bible study.
But okay, so when you supposedly died, why would you go to hell?
Well, that part, it's got to be a mistake.
I have no idea.
And you're stuck in this so-called job for how long?
Till hell runs out of demons, seems like, or...
Or one of 'em kills you.
Again.
Well, I wouldn't worry too much about that.
I'm getting pretty good at it.
What I just saw was you getting good at it?
Well, I got distracted.
By you showing up.
- It's a good thing I did. - Yeah, well, point is:
I'm gonna hang around here for a while,
see if I can find a silver lining to all this.
So when you said lucky tried to kill you
he actually did.
Paid the earles to do it.
But yeah, he killed me.
Boy, I can really pick 'em, can't I?
Come on now.
Well, I went into it with my eyes open,
I-I knew who lucky was, I just
was hopin' he could change.
That's 'cause you got a forgivin' heart.
No.
It's 'cause if a man like lucky can turn his life around,
then maybe there's hope for the rest of us.
What do you got to change?
Don't you get it?
It's because of lucky that I could cut back on my shifts
and start writing songs again.
And then he got us that house, and Cade loves his new bedroom and...
Shit. We're gonna have to move out now.
You're writing songs again?
Solo?
I got tired of waitin' on you to come to your senses.
I'm not saying they're good, okay?
But it's something I love.
And nobody can make me feel shitty about that anymore.
I think it's... terrific.
- What does it even matter now? - It matters.
With demons runnin' around?
I think you and Cade should get out of here.
Go to Nashville, like you were planning.
I just want Cade to have something he can work hard on
and feel good about, you know?
A-And I don't want to stand in the way of that.
But just pick up and run away when you're facing all this?
Protecting Cade, that is helping me.
And it's only until I can figure a way out of this.
And when I do,
and it's safe for you to come home
maybe you can give me a chance
to fix what I messed up.
God... What a mess we made.
Why is your mama callin' me?
He fucked with the wrong bondsman.
Yep.
I mean me.
Yep, I got it.
Nobody'll believe lucky's dealing crystal.
They don't need to.
It's just probable cause to search his office
and find the shotgun.
Is that the gun you used on pastor Ron?
If lucky tries to take us down with those photos,
we'll say he was with us and we'll all go to prison together.
Well, blackmail only works if lucky knows.
Do you want to be the one to tell him?
Hub set me up.
Did you hire the earles to kill him?
Lord.
Don't let hub get into your head, babe.
Yes or no?
No, of course not.
Maryanne, you know me.
And you know hub. He's a liar.
So kitty's a liar, too?
So you're not blackmailing her to stay away from me and Cade?
Hub is not the man you think he is, okay?
He's a murderer. He
no, luck, he's not the man you think he is.
I know what he is now, and what he's had to do.
He just told me all of it.
Why do you think
that hub didn't die after you had him killed?
Those boys of yours?
They slit his throat.
What kind of person just walks back into town after that?
Or did you not even wonder about that?
So I don't know what you think you know,
but I'd stop fucking with hub if I were you.
And kitty wants you to know that if you ever
try and use those photos, she'll tip off the cops
to run that shotgun they just found in your office.
It'll match the crime scene, and you'll go to prison, too.
Babe.
Babe, you and Cade are the only things
that matter in my life.
You're my whole existence, all right?
I'm trying to protect you.
Bye, luck.
We're not going to the station to bail lucky out?
Lucky and I are done.
Was he actually dealing drugs?
We'll talk about it in the car.
You and your mom are going to Nashville.
You're leaving today.
What?
Look, I'm...
Sorry for what I said yesterday about you not being ready.
Not about how good you are.
Because if it was about that, you'd be golden.
You think?
I know.
And I get why you wanted to keep it a secret.
But I hope you know that from here on out,
you don't have to.
Thanks, dad.
But is anyone going to tell me what's really going on?
Go get your guitar.
Typical.
So you'll let us know when it's safe to come back?
You're coming back?
Did you take our son along for a demon fight yesterday?
You are such an asshole.
But look after yourself.
Hey, hub?
- Sheriff. - Halloran.
Ruby was saying they lost a deputy today.
Just awful.
No. Who?
Deputy Briggs.
Died in a fire down at Stewart hardware.
Sorry to hear.
Yeah.
So what's this about you looking for him
an hour before he died?
Offering up fritters to sue?
I found his patrol car ditched.
And, it was weird.
Thought I'd check up on him.
It was weird.
So you find him?
Wish I had.
You know why he left his car behind?
We're checking into it.
Well, I'm gonna check y'all later.
You said that hardware store was an inferno?
Any security video got destroyed.
You'd best pray it was.
Can't hunt no demons locked up in jail.
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