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Hostage
being held at gunpoint,

corner of Bostwick and Second.

White male, passenger seat,
white female driver seat.

Identified gunman
as Billy Smith.

This guy's acting crazy,

waving his fucking gun around.
He's gonna kill her.

Hold tight. That's an order.

No!

Hey, Billy! Billy!

Billy, I need you
to put that gun down

and step out of the car
and talk to me.

This got nothing
to do with you.

This is a family matter,

and you are not part
of this goddamn family.

You find my goddamn wife

and you bring me my son
right fucking now.

He's gonna fucking kill her.

- Shut up!
- Billy!

Look, if I'm here
dealing with this,

I can't be out
looking for your son.

Now, put the gun down.

Get out of the car and we'll go
find your wife together, okay?

Goddammit, John,
there's a kid in the backseat.

Oh. Goddammit.

Billy. No!

We're looking for your wife.

I've got him.
I got a clean shot.

Do not fire into that vehicle.

You don't want to come to me?

How about I come
to you? All right?

Now, look, I'm unarmed.

Do not come over here, Sheriff!

That's all I want.
I just wanna see my--

I know you
want to be a good dad.

But you need to be
a good uncle right now.

All right?

You get that, don't you?

- Get out of the way.
- Stay back!

You're gonna put that gun down.

And we're just gonna talk.

Don't come any closer.

-You motherfucker,
I swear to Christ!
-It'll be all right.

I swear I will
fucking kill her.

It's gonna be all right.

We're just gonna talk.
It's gonna be all right.

Don't come any closer.

It's gonna be all right.

No!

Goddammit!

No, no, no! Okay.

Hey! We need help!

We need to get
an ambulance here. Come on!

Let me see. Let me see.

Oh, shit!

Goddammit!

Run, run, run, run.

John.

John, wake up.

-John--
-Yeah. What?

There's
somebody outside.

-There's somebody outside.
-Okay, okay, okay.

- Hey! Who's out there?
- Go, go, go.

Run, run, run.

What the hell?

I'm pretty sure
our lives aren't in danger.

Well, go after them.

I'm sure
it was the Killroy kids.

I'll ride over there
and talk to Wyler

about it in the morning.

Wyler isn't gonna do shit.

Hell, he probably paid
for the toilet paper.

What happened to you?

Let's go.

Oh, shit!

Get down!

Everybody get down!

Don't you fucking look at me!

Get down!

Pull open
the drawer. Pull out the cash!

Get it on the counter!

- Who's the manager?
- You've
got two hands. Use 'em.

Who's the fucking manager?

- Is that you?
- Face in the dirt.

-You the manager?
-Yes.

All right, you're gonna take
my friend into the vault.

You're gonna give him
this morning's cash pickup.

Don't fuck around! Go!

Hey, you!

-Open. Drawer. Now!
-Okay, okay.

Cash
on the counter! Hurry up!

Okay, okay.

Faster!

Faster!

Everybody stay calm.

Pretty soon
we'll be out of here.

Go! The vault's in the back.

Sixty seconds, boys. Let's go!

Fuck!

- Hey, get down!
- Open the vault.

Get down
on the fucking floor now!

Get down!

What about you?
You want to be a hero?

Get down!

Fucking stay there.

Come on, let's go!

Hands where
I can fucking see them!

Don't do anything stupid.

We're good?

- We're heavy.
- Okay, come on.

Go, go, go, go, go, go!

Oh, shit.

Marshal,
reports confirm Tipton bank hit

just 15 minutes ago.

Well...

I suppose your boyfriend's

gonna be pretty excited
to see you

when he gets back
from a hard day at work.

Um... Marshal Hayden?

-Yeah?
-This Kyle Rusk,

how long have you
been hunting him?

Seven years.

So how does
he keep getting away?

Small time rookie cops
like you keep screwing up.

Don't screw up.

Yes, sir.

Oh, it's cramped in here.

We should have brought our car.

Suck it up.

We'll be out of here
soon enough.

-Anything?
-Not yet.

There.

All right, boys, we're on.

-That's not him.
-Hold tight.

We need Rusk.

That's him.

Rusk approaching.

Fuck!

The cops are here!
The cops are here!

We're made, we're made!
I repeat, we are made.

Go, go, go!

Hey! Let's go!

Oh, shit.

Freeze!

This dude ain't worth shit.

I need an ambulance.

Yeah, that doesn't
look very good.

One question first.

Where's Rusk?

I don't fucking know.

Somebody fucking help me.

You don't know
where your partner is?

He's not my fucking
roommate, bitch.

He thinks he's
gonna split the cash.

We ain't gonna let you live.

No. I mean,
all things considered,

I'd say you're lucky.

I don't know,
you fucking psycho!

All right.

Okay.

They fucking have a farm
in Burnham, Georgia.

Oh, fuck.

I guess
we're going to Burnham.

If we can catch him,
we can beat him there.

We can't take
these cops to Burnham.

It's across state lines.

It's out of their jurisdiction.

So find out who's
in that jurisdiction.

I bet he threw
a damn fit when he saw it.

I bet he did.

More like Sheriff Dipshit,
if you ask me, you know.

Look at him, still cleaning up.

Oh, man. That's sad. Sad.

Good morning, Sheriff.

-Sheriff.
-Jonas.

That's your truck outside?

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

-It's in my spot.
-Oh.

I just figured you'd be coming
in late and all, you know.

You figured that, did you?

I did.

Hey, look. Relax, John.

We're just heading out.

I'm gonna follow
him up to his farm

and see about
those power lines.

Yeah. Danny.

Good seeing you, Sheriff.

Jonas.

Those kids
got you good, huh?

Yeah.

I'm gonna head up to Killroy's
after to fill out a report.

A report?

Seriously?

Yeah. Why not?

Uh, they're just
kids being kids, man.

Come on. You want
to give them a juvie record?

Look, I already
talked to Wyler, man.

It's taken care of.

-You talked to Wyler?
-Yeah.

Laura called this morning.

She told me what happened,
so I made a few calls.

It was his boys.

They'll...

They'll have your place
cleaned up by noon.

Won't happen again.

Oh, and, uh...

...about those election signs,

I had nothing to do with that.

I didn't figure you did.

Catch you later.

All right, let's do it.

You going somewhere,

Ms. Rusk?

Jackpot, baby.

Well, now...

look at you, Emily.

You got yourself
a little fixer upper.

Marshal Hayden.

Touch thinner than I remember.

Well,
I appreciate that.

No, I meant your hair.

My hair?

Mmm.

You boys look a little rough
to be marshals.

-What's your story?
-Just shut up.

Cuff her, Rattlin.

Whatever this shithead
is paying you,

I'll double it for you
to walk away.

That and your lives.

No one's going anywhere.

Rattlin, you get her inside.

Nash, Mangrum,
ditch your car behind the house

then sweep the house
while you can.

I'm gonna...

go and get acquainted
with the local sheriff.

Hi there. You're the sheriff?

How can I help you?

Butch Hayden.

Marshal. John Dorsey.

I'm looking
to bring in a wanted man,

and I was hoping
that maybe, uh,

you could spare
some men to help us out.

I'd love to help you,
but it's just me and my deputy.

Who's it you're after?

Kyle Rusk.

Heard of him?

No, but I'm guessing
he's a bad guy

if you're looking for more men.

Well, that he is.

Uh...

I've got three men back up
at the farm right now,

but I could sure take
whoever you could spare.

What farm? I know most
of the people around here.

I believe they go
by Owen and April Hall.

-And they know this Rusk guy?
-They are Rusk.

Kyle and Emily Rusk
wanted for multiple counts

of bank robbery and murder.

Now I got the wife in custody
back up at the farm,

and I'm pretty confident

Kyle's on his way back
there now so...

How about just you, huh?

You want to give me a hand?

It'd look a lot better
if local law enforcement
were involved,

and it sure would save us all
on a lot of paperwork.

I'd head up to White Pine
and talk to Sheriff Fernsby.

-They got a hell lot--
-The clock is ticking, Sheriff.

He can show up any minute.

What about your deputy?

Deputy Raise is out on a call.

So is this mutiny
personal or professional?

It doesn't matter.

He ain't fit to be
sheriff, anyway.

You saw combat, right?

Two tours.

You know what
you need, Sheriff?

An endorsement
from the US Marshal's Office.

You want to keep this kid
from getting your badge?

Then you help me
put Rusk behind bars.

We'll give you
our full endorsement.

Hell, we'll paint you
as a goddamn hero.

No one wants to be the asshole

who doesn't vote
for...

...for, for a hero.

What do you say?

Huh?

Bring that too,
while you're at it.

What do you think, boys?

Is she worth all that money?

Yeah. Shit no.

Such a pretty face.

No wonder Rusk
keeps you around.

You know, I always wondered...

the rest of you that pretty?

Hey, what are you doing?

Whatever the hell I want.

She has rights.

Not this one.

She's a cop killer.

Holster that weapon, Marshal.

You know, I thought Hayden
was going to get the sheriff,

not some Boy Scout.

I guess we're desperate now.

How are we doing?

Finished searching
the house yet?

- Not yet.
- Why the hell not?

They got weapons
stashed here someplace.

- Find them.
- -We could make her tell us where they are.

I say we shoot her now.

Save us a lot of trouble.

Then you'd be
making trouble with me.

Jesus, this one's a real
fucking cock block.

Would you just find them?

Yeah, Nash...

go find their stash.

Are you sure this is
the woman you're after?

No doubt?

I winged her

when she was
robbing a Brinks truck.

Wasn't that
about a few months...

-Hey.
-Thank you, Rattlin.

A few months back,
she was caught at the scene.

The rest of her crew
got away, didn't they?

If you caught her,
what she's doing here?

Well, uh, she sprung herself
during transfer.

Yeah. Pretty little Emily.
She's a... She's a tricky one.

I would watch my six
around her, Rattlin.

She got eight murders
on her head.

So many compliments.
But you should get
your facts straight.

Only one man died by my hand.

Actually, let's make it two.

I'll take advanced
credit for you, Rattlin.

Oh, you try it.
I will lay you out.

Hey!

How long has this trash
been living here anyway?

Since before I was sheriff.

Yeah, well, you're a great
fucking sheriff, ain't you?

All right,
that's enough.

Now Rusk is gonna
be here any minute.

Rattlin, you go help Nash
find their guns.

I want one man
on watch full time.

I'll take first watch.

Mangrum, prepare our weapons.

I want to be
fire ready.

Do you think
this thing's gonna go south?

Prepare for the worst.

You watch her.

Sheriff...

nice of you to stop by.

Hey, what's going on
with the bike?

I don't know.

Bad luck, I guess.

You want me
to take a look at it?

What, you know about bikes?

I mean, enough to be dangerous.

Sure. Take a look at it.

- All right.
- Appreciate it.

Ma'am.

Are these bullet holes?

Looks like you may have
found the problem.

You know, holding
a hostage is different

than holding a prisoner.

Not sure which side of the law
this will come down on.

What would you call me?

A hostage or a prisoner?

I'd call you a criminal.

Oh. Well, this all
must be legal then.

I'm sure Marshal Hayden
knows the law.

There's no time to take you in.

Your husband could
be back any minute.

I mean, sure, but wasn't he
just at the station with you?

It seems like he could have
just brought me on down then.

Hey, look what I found.

There's no ammo.

It's probably hidden
with the money.

-Hmm?
-Hmm?

A little help, John.

Something to drink?

Fuck her.

Please?

Very funny.

Oh, the top, I...

Thank you.

You mind if I ask
how you and Laura are doing?

We're good.

Small town, John.

Laura talked to Pam.

Pam talked to Julia.

I trade garden
produce with Julia.

What are you doing here, John?

Bringing criminals into justice
is part of the job description.

Well, that's not gonna happen.

I can promise you that.

So why don't you do
the smart thing?

Go home and fuck your wife.

How are we doing?

Nash found these.

Can't wait to run
ballistics on that Uzi.

-You take watch.
-Okay.

I'm gonna pee.

Just me and you, huh?

Hey, it's me.
I just want to let you know

I might be home late.

I'm out here at the Hall farm,
dealing with some things.

I think we need to talk
about some stuff tonight.

You know, I just think that
if we want to make this...

We got a single
motorcycle approaching.

Could be Rusk.

What's going on?

Got a motorcycle.

What's he doing?

I mean, does he know
we're here?

-Did he see you?
-No, he was still too far out.

Where's he going?

He sniffed us out again.

Nah. She signaled him somehow.

You think he'd run away
and leave her behind?

He ain't running.

He's gonna go get more men.

Bad men who do bad things.

Men like you.

Well, fuck.

Well, you said this would be
an easy two for one.

Is that what he told you?

Shut up!

Watch her.

Oh. That's very clever.

That's very clever.

She stopped
the windmill to warn him.

Marshal, just call in more men.

They won't get here
soon enough.

What do you mean?
Rusk could be gone for hours.

- Just call it in.
- Let it go.

Where's the warrant?

The what?

The warrant for being here,
for Emily's arrest.

There's no warrant.

What?

There is no warrant.

There are no marshals.

Not today.

What are you talking about?

This guy killed six of my men.

Men I consider brothers,

and that is all
you need to know.

This is illegal.

You do not bend the law
to stop a man like Rusk.

You break it.

You break it
even if it breaks you.

It ends.

It ends today.

No. We're doing this right

and that starts with me
taking Emily into custody.

Get out of my fucking way.

Shit.

Where's the key?

What do you want
that for, Sheriff?

I'm done with this shit.
I'm taking her to the station.

Yeah, that ain't how this
is gonna play out, Sheriff.

I knew you were dumb,

but not dumb enough
to take down a sheriff.

Well...

I got witnesses
that say you came at me.

You know, she's likely

to get killed
if the shooting starts.

I get paid whether
she's dead or alive.

This isn't about money.

Yeah. You're fucking
wrong about that, son.

Hey, yo.

You're late.

How's it going, fellas?

Peekaboo!

What's in the fucking bag?

You want to take a look?

Yeah. We'll take a look.

Zilla, what we got?

Looks like we got
a whole bunch of fucking cash.

Ooh! Generous.

You brought that for me?

You gonna get that gun
out of my face?

"Get that gun
out of my face."

Listen to this, mother--

That's enough.

I said that's enough.

Kyle Rusk.

Big Buck.

Did you bring us a deer,

or you just want us
to mount Earl there for you?

I came here

to ask a favor.

I need some men.

Yeah, well, it looks like
I might need some more, too,

if we don't ease the tension
in here a little bit.

Agreed.

Let's take this in the back.

Come on.

Somebody make that go away.

So what are you,
prisoner or hostage?

Right now, I'm the only thing
standing between you

and a bullet in your brain.

John, please do not say
that you came out here
to protect me.

I came to bring you
and Kyle in peacefully,

and that's what I intend to do.

When Kyle gets here,
all hell is gonna break loose.

There won't be
anything peaceful about it.

There are laws and...

I have a duty.

Is it worth dying for?

Some things are.

Did you hear about
the self-driving car
that killed the guy?

No. What's up with that?

It took him out into the woods
and stabbed him nine times.

Is that real?

No.

That's a shitty joke.

Man, I shouldn't
have had this soda.

Hey, she's got to use
the restroom.

Shit.

Should charge him extra
for babysitting.

Speed up.

Give me your fucking hand.

So what
would you have done

if you'd known
about us earlier?

Come out here
and politely arrest us?

You'd be dead and I'd be living

with Kyle in some other state.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Is it hard being so soft?

That's why you're about
to lose your job, right?

You can't pull the trigger.

I've pulled the trigger
plenty in my life.

But I'm a lawman now.

Not for much longer.

You're about to lose that title

to that twat, Danny.

And you're about
to lose your wife.

Don't talk about my wife.

I know women like Laura.

She's a driver.

She's in control of her shit

and she wants
a man in control of his.

You think you know Laura

because you traded
seeds with her

at the fucking farmers' market?

I know she doesn't
see you as dangerous.

No one does.

That's probably
why she's fucking Danny.

Shut your Goddamn mouth!

There you go.

Now you're dangerous.

Hey, Sheriff.

Whoa, whoa.

Hey, now,

that's how accidents happen.

I got her.

Let's go.

Here.

Tell us something,
Mrs. Rusk, um...

I heard you and your crew

jacked a few million
on that Brinks job. Yeah?

I mean, you certainly didn't
spend it all on this dump.

I'm offended.

Sure.

How much of that
you got stashed around here?

You'd think that we'd be
dumb enough to keep it here?

- Wherever it is,
you can't take it with you.

So I should
give it away, right?

Yeah.

Hey, hey, hey, little starling.
Hey, hey, over here, baby doll.

I'm thinking
it might be a boatload more

than the reward
for you and Kyle.

Maybe we could...

work something out.

Maybe we can.

-Rattlin, knock it off.
-Back off, Sheriff!

Come on, Rattlin,
I thought you liked
pretty things.

Oh, I like pretty things.

Goddammit!
I said, knock it off!

Don't listen to him. He's weak.

Yeah, you like that, don't you?

Yeah. Do it, Rattlin.

Yeah. Show these boys
what you're made of.

Come on, man.

Do it!

Fuck it!

Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!

Fuck!

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck, man!

Stay with me, Goddammit!

Your turn.

-Hayden, that's enough.
-Don't.

Don't.

Take her upstairs.

Are we staying?

-Why not?
-We're down to four men, Nash.

We didn't tail this bitch
for six months to give up now.

Yeah, man,
I know that.

I'm just saying
it's like risk versus reward.

Yeah, you can fuck off.
I'll take your cut.

He had it coming.

The only man I ever killed
deserved what he got.

Same with that
piece of shit downstairs.

A badge doesn't
make you a good person.

It just gives assholes
something to hide behind.

Hayden and Rattlin,

they may be marshals,
but they're as villainous
as they come.

A few years back,

he and his boys,

they opened fire on us
in the streets.

Innocent people
caught in the crossfire.

People were running
and screaming

and they didn't care.

They just kept shooting.

And they put it
all on us, of course.

The only reason our job exists
is because of people like you.

You chose to rob banks,
and I choose to stop you.

You're very committed, John.

Maybe I shouldn't have said
what I did before

about your wife
messing around with Danny.

I don't know that she is.
It's just...

gossip.

Are you suspicious?

John, why are you
still with her?

Leaving's easy.

I ain't afraid
of the hard things.

Leaving ain't easy.

If it was, I'd be...

Fuck it.

Have you ever thought about it?

About leaving Kyle?

Just...

turn yourself in.

Leave him and...

all of this behind.

There's no out for me.

There is for you.

Sorry, John.

Hands up, Marshal.

Get your hands up!

Let's go for a fucking walk.

Sherrif!

Ah, fuck.

Back the fuck up.

Drop your fucking weapons.

Kick 'em away.

Emily!

Put your fucking
gun down, John.

One of you has the keys.

-Who has the fucking keys?
-Hey, fuck you!

Face the wall, Nash.

Drop the gun.

Let him go.

Lucky, Hayden.

Unabated to the end,
and I guarantee you
this is the end.

How about cuffing
both of her hands next time?

Well, thank you, Deputy...

Raise, is it?

Yeah, that's right.

You wanna tell me why
you've got Mrs. Hall
in handcuffs?

-Mrs. Hall is actually
Mrs. Emily Rusk.
-As in Kyle Rusk?

You heard of him?
Yeah, that's right.

We're-- We're waiting
for her husband right now.

How about giving us a hand?

Hell, yeah.

All right.
Nice to have you aboard.

You'll make a hell
of a sheriff one day.

I believe this is yours.

Yeah.

Not so fun, ain't it? Huh?

How do you like that,
face against the fucking wall?

-Oughta put a fucking bullet
in your head.
-Just cuff her to the pipe.

Assume the position.

Hey, stop messing
with all that.

-Hey!
-This is some heavy shit, man.

What is all this?
Is that blood?

What are you doing here?

I've been trying
to call you all day.

You didn't answer your phone,
so I called Laura.

Why?

Trying to find you.

She said you left a message
saying you were here.

Good thing I did, huh?

Well, you found me.
Now get the hell out of here.

Seriously?
I just saved your ass.

I'm not going anywhere.

Go back to the station now.

That's an order.

Yeah, well,
it looks like the marshal
is running this show.

I think I'll
take my orders from him.

It's him.

Well, hi, honey.
You almost home?

- Where's my wife?
- Oh, she's right here...

waiting for you.

Say hi.

Hey, babe.

Hey, Em.

I ain't too happy coming home
to find you with houseguests.

I ain't too happy
about it either.

So you coming to get me
or what?

Oh,
I'll be there soon enough.

Just visiting
with some new friends.

By the hour, no doubt.

Does Mrs. Rusk
mean anything to you?

Or is it just like this morning
with the blonde at the motel?

Hmm? Another hideout.

Another whore.

I'll be seeing you soon enough.

Yeah, you come waving
anything but a white flag,

I will bury you here.

Yeah, well,
you dig that grave because I'm
gonna fucking bury you in it.

Are you a hunter?

No.

No, these ain't my kills.

I do appreciate hunters,
though.

A necessary part
of the cycle...

essential part of business.

What about you, Rusk?

Are you a hunter,
or are you hunted?

I reckon a little bit
of both right about now.

Well, how can I
help you with that?

I knew your brother, Axel.

He was a good man.

I'm sorry to hear
about his passing.

"Passing."

You say that like he died
of old age or something.

My brother was gunned down.

Yeah. Shot in the back, right?

Shot in the back
by the same guy I was
just talking to on that phone.

- Hayden.
- Yeah, that's right.

I need a crew.

I'll give you that bag of money
for some hunters.

Just business.

And maybe a day of reckoning
for you and me both.

Bring me that bag.

Bring Hayden's head to me
in this bag.

Whoever does that,

this money's yours.

Hey, maybe we should, like,
rethink this a little bit, huh?

Rethink what?
What are you talking about?

There's nothing to rethink.

We bring in more men?
I know a few.

-We're not bringing any
goddamn civilians into this.
-Just for appearances.

The men I'm talking about
are capable men.

They're idiots
who play paintball.

No, we are not
bringing in civilians.

Now we are
in a fortified position,

and that gives us a
two-to-one advantage, right?

Nash?

Yeah. Yeah.

Rock and roll all the way home.
Um, you know, as long as
Boy Scout steps up.

I ain't going anywhere.

"Another hideout,
another whore," huh?

Hit a nerve?

I could give two shits.

Ah, something's
got you spun up.

If it wasn't the blonde
at the motel,
then what is it?

Why weren't you
at the bank today?

Why is Clyde off robbing banks
without his Bonnie?

You didn't know he was hitting
the bank today, did you?

I'm not his mom.

No, you're his partner,
and your partner went rogue

and pulled a job without you.

Yeah, that hit a nerve.

Fuck you, John.

The first guy I ever shot
during a robbery
was a bank guard in Kentucky.

He could see
I was the gentle one,
so he challenged me...

and I shot him.

Winged him, nothing serious.

But from then on out,
everyone did exactly as I said.

- And?
- When you avoid fights,

people assume
it's because you're weak.

Sometimes you have to
remind them that you're
the goddamn sheriff.

The badge says that.

But action makes sure
they hear it.

Make them hear it, John.

I believe the expression is,
"We got company."

Who the hell is this?

Oh, wait. I know these guys.

- What have you got us into,
Danny Boy?

Appreciate it.

-What you think?
-Jonas, what are y'all
doing here?

Well, I heard you could
use the extra men, Sheriff.

Heard from who?

They can hold their own.
We need more men.

Plus, we heard
there's a pretty nice reward
for their capture, so...

I thought we agreed
having civilians
was a bad idea.

Well, you look like
you're capable with a weapon.

-Yeah, we're tactical
and hunting badasses, man.
-Yeah.

Is that right?

Well, we could sure
use the manpower.

-Why don't y'all
come on inside and we'll--
-Let's go, boys.

We'll bring you up to speed.

Check this shit out.
Straight on back.

The place is a shithole.

Hey, now. Hey, now. Um...

These extra guys ain't gonna be
affecting our deal, right?

Yeah. We ain't
paying these assholes.

Yeah, we're not interested
in doing some advanced algebra
on this split.

Well, I think you're gonna have
to negotiate that with them,
all right?

Maybe you two
take Kyle and they can
take claim to Emily.

No, we want both claims.

That's the deal.

Right now,

I think they're the best shot
you got at getting any deal.

So let's just take the win
and get ready for Rusk.

Shit.

So this is her, huh?

Yeah, I've seen her
around town.

Yep.

I know you, Little Miss Thing.

Met a couple of months ago
at the seed auction.

You remember me?

Everyone knows Minuteman Jonas.

Are you fucking with me?

- Hey, Jonas.
Why don't you move it along?

You fucking with me?

Fucking bitch.

Did you hear
what the fuck I said?

-Move on!
-All yours, Johnny boy.

Danny.

Sorry about that.

I thought we weren't
bringing in any more men.

So did I.

So how much
are you worth, anyway?

Half a million.

Which is a pretty nice payday,
but split so many ways,
it ain't so much.

Hey, man, where are you?

Yeah. Perfect. Okay.

Yeah. Get here quick.

Fuck.

What?

Who you calling?

Checking on my sister.

She's in the hospital.

Is that okay with you?

You want a coffee?

I'm all right.

I think we need to collect
everybody's cell phones.

-Why?
-Well, you want to keep this
thing under control, right?

We've already had
one call go out. We got
more people and more phones.

Good idea.

All right.

All right. Cell phones
in the bag.

-What are you
talking about? What?
-Marshal's orders.

Put your phone in the bag.

Yeah. Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

- I want this shit back, Sheriff man.
- -Roger that.

Yeah, all right.
Yeah. Yeah, that's a good idea.

Check this bad boy out.
New scope.

Got it online. Got a deal.

You can drop someone
from 800 yards away.

Eight hundred?
You can't hit a hundred, man.

Every Saturday,
you missed that target
by, like, so much.

It's go time.

What about my phone?

I'll buy you a new one.

- Way over that--
- Fuck that
damn scope, Jonas.

There's a dead body
in here, man.

Yeah, man.
This ain't no joke, you know?

What?

Are you fucking my wife?

Oh, shit.

He found out.

Guilty.

Oh!

Shit!

You gonna take that,
Danny? Huh?

What the--

Get him! Come on, Danny!

- All right, move your ass,
sweet pea.

Shit! They're taking Emily!

Get off of him!

God damn you, Nash!

Emily, duck!

Jonas?

Oh, fuck, Wyler!

Wyler, shit!

Are you okay?

Oh, I'm fine.

Four dead and one wounded.

You should've just let 'em go.

Why? They fired first.

As long as everyone
remembers it that way,

-there ain't gonna be a prob--
-You're not even trying to
hide behind the shield anymore.

You lost your fucking mind.

You're losing control, Hayden.

Everything going
according to plan?

I guess you do bleed,
don't you?

We'll find out soon enough
if you do.

Shit!

All right, hey.
Stick with me.

Shit!

Fucking shit, Danny!

- Oh, God.
- Shit.

How's he doing?

-How you-- How you doing?
-Not good.

It didn't hit any vitals,
did it?

He's gonna bleed out.

-Why don't you patch him up
so he don't?
-Screw you, Marshal.

-If you can breathe,
you can shoot.
-He needs a hospital.

Yeah, he'll go
when Rusk is dead.

Danny.

Danny, we're done, man.
We are fucking done.

Yeah, I know!
You don't think I know that?

I know.

Shit!

-You okay?
-I'll live.

- But you won't.
- Give it a rest.

I'm sorry. Just reflex.

We're on the same team now.

How do you figure that?

Because we're the only two
smart enough
to survive this shit.

Yeah.

So, you and Danny
work through some things?

I checked his cell phone.

You were right
about him and Laura.

Hmm. Never saw you
as a phone hacker.

It's a department phone.

We all have the same passcodes.

He's an idiot.

Maybe you're not
what I thought you were.

Yeah, maybe.

Maybe I'm not either.

You know, I could ask you
the same question.

And what question is that?

Why are you here?

And why did you choose
to go down this road with Rusk?

I met Kyle when
I was still in high school.

The town knew him
as trouble, but...

he was kind to me.

He...

heard me.

He taught me
to stand up for myself
when no one else would.

The first guy I ever shot...

was a cop.

"Cop killer."
That always stuck with me.

Nobody cared
that it was my stepfather.

-An abusive piece of shit.
-Hiding behind the badge.

You got it.

Kyle taught me to fight,
so that way I'd never have
to fear any man ever again.

It's been a long fight now.

So why are you a cop?

It just seemed like
the natural role for me.

I was always
the peacekeeper in the family.

- To keep my brother and sister safe from a... ...
- really bad guy.

And they still ended up
being pretty messed up.

Yeah. We're on the same team.

Oh, you kept your phone.

Shit. It's Laura.

- What?
- Hey. Everything okay?

Everything's fine.
What do you want?

I just wanted to make sure
you and Danny were okay.

I hadn't heard
from either of you.

I'm fine.

And Danny?

What about Danny?

Is he okay?

Have your shit
out of the house by morning.

Look at you,
taking care of shit.

No, no. Listen to me.
You gotta let me take him.
He's running out of time.

"He's running out of time."

He's gonna die here.

Your friend brought
a weapon here today.

What did he think
was gonna happen?

A right-to-carry protest?

-Get these men out of here.
-Huh?

That's it.
They're not trained for this.

Jesus! One of them is dead,

and the other shot up.

Jonas is shook to the core.

-Just--
-"Shook to the core."

-Jesus Christ.
-Just let 'em go.

Fine. Fine.

Get 'em out of here.

What good are they anyway?

Here. She's
your responsibility now.

All right. Jonas, get up.
Let's go. We're getting you
out of here.

Come on. Let's go.

Come back, I'll help you
with Wyler.

Sheriff!

John! Listen...

I-- I can't be here anymore.
I can't do this.

It's your job.

Remember that.

Get your friends out of here
and then get back.

So what's the plan?

It's fluid right now.

Well, that's comforting.

You with me?

-Hang in there, D.
-Hey. Don't die out here, man.

They're coming.

Okay.

Jesus.

-I count six.
-I'm only interested in one.

Damn, Rusk.

Looks like they already
had fun without us, huh?

Somebody should
cover the back door.

I got it.

Hey...

Get the shotgun.

Hey, hey!

Nobody touches the woman, okay?
She's with me.
You understand?

Anybody else in there,

fuck 'em.
But don't touch the woman.

Let's fucking get it.

John.

Hey, Hayden!
I don't know who else
you got up in there.

But you all listen up.

You send Hayden
out here right now.

- You do that...
- Danny ran.

We'll let the rest of you go.

John, you should do the same.

There's no sense in dying
for Hayden's cause.

-I didn't come here for Hayden.
-John, it is over.

It ain't over.

It is far from over.

And I swear to God,
we will rain down
hell upon you.

You hear me?

John, it is not too late
for you to follow Danny.

Not my style.

I mean, look at us.

Am I right?

Hey, Emily!

If you're anywhere near Hayden,

it's time to duck.

Come on, boys. Let 'em have it!

You all right?

Yeah. I'll be okay.

How many we got?

I think just one now.

Hey...

you're doing great.

Clear?

Clear.

I'm gonna-- I'm gonna draw Rusk
to the cotton gin.

You-- You keep their attention
on the house.

I got you.

All right.

Okay. Hey,
you boys take the house.

I'm going after Hayden.

Let me help.

We can survive this.

You and me.

I see you picked up
a few friends along the way.

Yeah.
A few of Big Buck's boys come to settle the score.

Hey, you mind
helping me out here?

Fuck you.

Fuck you!

How does it feel to have money
on your head, Hayden?

You know, I was happy playing
this game with you, Hayden.

You shouldn't have come here.

You left me no choice.

Fuck.

Oh, shit.

John.

I'm not doing so good.

We're not out of this yet.

Emily!

Are you okay?

Yeah, baby, I'm good.

Anybody left in there?

No one.

I'm coming out.

All right, well, hurry up.

We gotta move.

-No.
-You gotta let him go, John.

No.

It's still not your fight.

Play dead and stay alive.

And don't come out
till we're gone.

Hey, baby.

-What the fuck?
-What the hell?

I just saved your life.

-You hit Tipton today?
-Yeah, I hit Tipton.

Tipton was an easy score.

-That's why.
-You said we were done.

-Look, I know what I said.
-You're a fucking addict.

You'll never be done.

You fucking listen to me, okay?

You're my woman.

And I came back here for you.

Don't ever fucking forget that.

You came back for your money
over Hayden's head.

You don't give a shit about me.

That's not true.

I thought you said
everybody was dead.

Well, I lied.

How does it feel?

God damn you!

Kyle and Emily Rusk.

You're under arrest.

How's it going, Sheriff?

You sure you want to do this?

Just keep your hands
where I can see them.

He is a good guy.

Let him live.

Looks like you already
took a hit, Sheriff.

I say we call it even.

Put the gun down
on the floor right now
and you can walk away.

That'll be the end
of the business here.

What you say?

Just get down on the ground.

You know, I really feel
like I'm trying to
help you out here.

I'm the goddamn sheriff.

Love you, babe.

No. No!

No.

Emily.

No! Stop.

- Emily, come here.
- No.

Come here, come here.

I got you. I got you.

It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

You're okay now.

I got you.

It's okay.

- I'm not gonna
let you kill her.

I'm bringing her in.

Death is the only thing
these people know.

So what are we
gonna do here, Sheriff?

We gonna stand here
and see who bleeds out first?

I said I'm taking her in.

I heard you.

I'm a goddamn US Marshal.

Oh, God.

Excuse me.
Are you the sheriff?

Yeah. Yes, I am.