Original subtitles

God awakes us all at some point of our lives.

You don't know when it's gonna hit you, but it hit me.

After looking into our little girl's eyes for the first time,

I knew there had to be a God.

Nothing could be so perfect if there wasn't one.

It's too late for my salvation,

but if I don't do the right thing now,

then she'll never have the chance she deserves.

I testify against him on Thursday.

The FBI are sending a security detail here tomorrow to look after me.

And after that, we go into protective custody.

No, they left me alone tonight.

I don't even have a car.

[vehicle approaching]

Who the hell is that?

Honey,

I'm gonna have to let you go.

[choking]

[groaning]

Thanks for the ride.

[engine starts]

Fuck him and his God.

I want that son of a bitch dead.

[beeps]

They're dead,

and he's alive.

That rat fears God.

[sighs]

He should've feared me more.

[thunder rumbling]

[country music playing]

♪ Girl, listen up I'm gonna tell ya ♪

[music continues playing]

Okay, here we go. I've got some, uh--

I've got some bacon here, and it's good bacon.

Okay. Bacon and sausage, guys.

Bacon and sausage for you? Yeah, there we go.

I want to thank everybody for being here.

Helen started this a long time ago,

and I've tried to keep it going the best I can

because I think it's great that we come together,

you know, as a community and celebrate each other.

And isn't it great that tonight

we have our big game with our boys!

It's a big game, so go, Mountain Lions!

Go, Mountain Lions! That's it. Okay, great.

And I appreciate the support you've given me

over the past 35 years now.

And now, my son, Jake.

And I know he... he can depend on that support from you as well.

He's gonna be a great sheriff, much better than me.

-Hey, Joe. -Morning, Sheriff.

-Otis. -Morning, Sheriff.

-I towed that car. -What car?

Billy called it in.

-It was off of 67. -All right.

Anyway, I gotta get back to work.

Just came in for your pop's grub.

-Damn good bacon! -Hey.

He's right.

Brother Jay is cooking it up.

Feeding the masses.

Here. Come have some breakfast, son.

-Here. -I'm all right, Pop.

-Sit down. -I'm okay.

Shaking off the cobwebs?

Sheriff?

Sheriff, that Jennings boy

was drunk as a skunk again last night.

He ran over my mailbox.

That's a shame, Clyde. But you know I've retired.

You have to take it to the sheriff here.

Come down to the station, Clyde.

We'll have Billy fill out a report for ya.

You had Billy deal with that boy when he egged my house

and nothing happened.

I'll just deal with it myself.

Again.

Hold it, I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll call you after this is over and I'll get the details,

and we'll take care of it.

Okay, Sheriff.

I'll just wait for your call.

I honestly don't think he knows I'm the sheriff.

Don't take it too seriously.

Clyde and I go back to when we were five.

You know, I've been the sheriff for 35 years for him.

He's used to me.

I'm not meant for this work, Pop.

It's no good for me.

There's nobody better when you're in your right thinking.

Yeah, but I'm not, am I?

I'm not sleeping. I'm agitated.

I'm just not myself.

Eventually, this work will help you put away the past.

Look, you worked hard to get this,

and the people voted for you because they can see

that you got leadership ability

and all the ingredients of a great sheriff.

They know they can trust you.

And what if I can't trust myself?

You've only taken on the full load for a month and a half.

Take it easy on yourself.

You got this PTSD or whatever it is,

and you've gotta work through it.

I don't have PTSD, Pop.

I got regrets.

Hey, take some of my special coffee

back to the station for Billy and Sharon.

Here, take mine. Take my thermos. It's full.

-See you, Pop. -Okay, kid.

We raised a good man, Helen.

Mostly you.

He's hurting.

I'm doing the best I can.

Now, the most important thing. You always treat a gun like it's loaded.

Never point it at anybody else.

Never point it at any part of yourself, all right?

-Okay. -Okay.

Now, nestle this right on your shoulder,

keep your finger off the trigger till you're ready.

You ready? Now you're gonna aim.

Aim at the target. Take a deep breath.

Put your finger on the trigger and fire.

Nice job! Pretty good.

-How do you feel? -Good.

Good. All right, see you next time. [chuckles]

Hey there, Sheriff.

Good morning, Cassie.

Morning.

You want to, uh, show me what you got?

Show-off.

Hmm.

See you later.

Yeah, sure.

Great barbecue, Ezra. I'll catch you later.

Okay, hon.

-See you, Cass. -Bye.

Thanks, Ezra.

I'm gonna put this away and head off to the diner.

-Oh, I'll take that for you. -No, it's fine.

Dan will kill me if I'm late again.

Yeah, you're right. He will.

Oh, Dan's gonna have a cow.

[printer whirring]

[game beeping]

[dog barking]

Four-letter word for nautical greeting.

Ahoy.

Ahoy. Thanks, Sheriff.

How were the pancakes?

Good. You were missed.

Compliments of Ezra.

[Sharon] Ooh.

Just in time.

Who's he?

No license, no ID. Refuses to give his name.

-Some kind of preacher? -Yeah, if he is, he's a fallen one.

-What'd he do? -I clocked him going over 100 on 67.

Vehicle is registered to a Kimberly Sinclair.

-Doesn't look much like a Kimberly to me. -[Billy] Uh-uh.

Turns out Sinclair was carjacked at a gas station outside Chicago two days ago.

She was knocked unconscious.

Assault, speeding,

driving across state lines with a stolen car.

No identification.

And resisting arrest.

He thought it was a cute idea to try running from me, huh?

Running from you or someone else.

[phone ringing]

High Ground Sheriff Station. Sharon Doyle speaking.

Mm-hmm.

You run his prints?

Mm-hmm. Waiting to get 'em back.

Until then, maybe don't engage.

Otis said he picked up a car.

I'm assuming it's the one he was driving.

Yeah, yeah, I had him tow it to his shop.

Oh, which reminds me, I need to give him a call. My car's been acting up.

Nothing more to do for now. Good job.

-Enjoy. -Thanks.

[Sharon] And, um, what's the make of the car?

Okay. And the location?

-Oh, God. That's good. -Yeah, it is.

[Sharon] Yep, I will have someone...

-Those new? -Yeah, yeah.

Real, genuine rattlesnake. What do you think?

Nice, Billy. They suit you.

-Thanks. -They're on they're way.

[phone vibrating, baby crying]

Sorry, sorry.

[chuckles] Sorry.

Angela's way of being funny.

And what was your name, sir?

Hello?

What was that about?

Broken-down SUV was spotted by the old quarry.

-Who called it in? -Unknown caller, no ID.

-Where'd they say the SUV was, exactly? -Below the bluff.

-They say it was abandoned? -Didn't mention people, just an SUV.

I'll head that way on my way home.

You know, if I'm lucky, Angela will be in a good mood by the time I get there.

-[chuckles] Doubt it. -Yeah, no shit.

God knows this pregnancy is killing me.

God knows you should go home to your wife.

Fuck off, asshole.

[scoffs]

Don't engage. Sorry. All right.

[chuckles]

I warned him.

God only helps those who help themselves.

I know, I know. Sorry, Dan.

Ezra would do all the cleanup on his own if I didn't help.

Yeah, well, the work would probably be good for him.

And everyone would change.

-He's in a mood today. -Hmm.

No, no. The baby thing was funny.

Yeah, it went off at the station.

Everybody laughed.

[chuckling] Oh, really?

How embarrassing.

Oh, my God.

The baby just kicked.

-Oh, I wish I could be there. -Me too. So does he.

Sorry about last night. My hormones...

So you're sure you're okay with my mom coming to stay?

Yeah, yeah. Baby, it's okay.

That was always okay from the start. I love your mom.

And I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that about her.

-I didn't mean it. -The room looks great, by the way.

The color's amazing. I love, love, love it.

Yeah? Good. I'm so glad, honey.

[distorted dialogue]

Billy?

Hello? Angela?

[beeping]

Damn it.

[phone chimes, beeps]

I'll get y'all that pie.

It's for Sharon at the station.

Maybe you'd like to take it over.

Well, it would be my pleasure.

"He maketh me to lie down in green pastures."

-Here you go. -"He leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul."

Sheriff.

So you're a religious man, are you?

Everyone is.

Some just find God sooner than others.

I'm guessing you've found him sooner.

No.

I can't say that.

But I did before it was too late.

If I don't walk out of here before tonight,

there'll be no building left for me to walk out of

and there'll be no town left for you to watch over.

Is that right?

You must be real important.

No, I'm not.

To one person, I am.

Seems for a man of faith, you're a man of bad decisions.

Threatening an officer being one of them.

It's not a threat, it's the truth.

You don't want me here.

The only way you're walking out of here is in handcuffs.

All right, Sharon. Take it down a notch.

Best not to engage.

Don't take what I say lightly.

I take nothing lightly.

-I come bearing gifts. -Bless you, Cassie.

Of course, darling.

-Hey. -Hey, Sheriff.

-Can I, uh, steal you for a sec? -Of course.

-Hold down the fort. -[Sharon] You got it.

How's your day?

-It's interesting. -Mmm.

-Park? -Sure.

All right.

Good to see ya.

Hey, thanks for letting me show you up this morning.

[chuckles] There's no letting about it.

You're a better shot than me and you know it.

Well, I demand a rematch.

Any day you'll do it. [chuckles]

Hey, Earth to Jake.

Sorry. Yeah, I'm here.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

You know, you can talk to me.

I know this job puts a lot on your shoulders,

and as much as you want to,

it is not healthy to bottle it all up inside.

I appreciate it, Cassie.

You're the kindest person I ever met, but--

Yes, I do.

It's kind of my job.

Just don't tell Dan. He's a real jealous boss.

[both chuckling]

Yes, ma'am.

Message received loud and clear.

Good. I mean it.

In case you haven't gotten it through

that beautifully thick skull of yours,

I kind of like you.

And I'm here, always.

You're not the only one who's been through some shit.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Listen, Sheriff, I gotta get going.

I have this real hot date that I gotta get ready for tonight.

-Oh, really? Who with? -Mm-hmm.

Well, wouldn't you like to know?

Hello?

Deputy Giles with the High Ground Sheriff's Department.

Illinois?

[gunshot]

[screams]

Fuck! Fuck!

Fuck! [gasping]

[gunshot]

[Billy groaning]

[gasping, groaning]

[whimpering]

Oh, no, no, no!

[screaming]

There's nowhere for you to crawl to.

Oh, please, please, please!

Please, I'm going to be a dad!

Oh, I've killed many daddies.

What do you want?

You're holding a man in your jail by the name of Nathaniel Matheson.

-I don't know who that is. -I know who he is.

What I don't know is how many of you deputies there are.

I'm not gonna tell you.

Go fuck yourself.

[screaming]

-Is "go fuck yourself" a number, Albert? -I don't think so.

"Go fuck yourself" is not a number.

One, two, three, four. Those are numbers.

-How many? -I don't know, I don't know!

Yeah, you do.

[stammering] Twelve. There's 12! There's 12 of us.

Me, um, and Sharon--

That's for the "go fuck yourself."

-Let's go! -We're going to need more muscle.

[sighs] Call Cyrus.

Tell him we need some more men.

No signal.

-[Billy groaning] -Nice boots.

Get in. We're taking this young man's car. Griff, you drive.

Feel familiar?

[engine starts]

[phone ringing]

High Ground Sheriff Station, Sharon Doyle speaking.

Hang on a sec.

State records.

[phone rings]

Sheriff Wilcott.

Yeah, my deputy sent them in.

Got it. Thank you.

So who is he?

Nathaniel Matheson.

I know that name.

Why not just give up who you are? You knew we'd ID you sooner or later.

Later seemed the better option.

Oh, my God.

Now you know why you gotta let me go.

Billy should've checked in by now. Could you call him?

This isn't right. He's some kind of witness.

He shouldn't be here.

Sharon, please call Billy.

Told you.

I shouldn't be here.

Why'd you steal that car?

I didn't.

But I took it from the men who did.

That's not what I'm asking. Why are you running?

I was given no choice.

[Sharon] Hey, Billy?

Do you respond? It's Sharon.

Billy, respond.

Billy, do you copy?

He's not responding.

Try his cell.

[beeping]

[line ringing]

-[beeps] -Hey, this is Billy. Leave a message after the beep.

[beeps]

Hey, Billy, it's Sharon. Can you please check in?

What happened to that disabled vehicle?

It went straight to voicemail.

We should call the Feds.

That's a good idea.

Call the FBI field office in Chicago,

tell them we're holding Mr. Matheson.

Let them handle this.

I'm sure they're aware.

Call Angela. See if Billy's there.

She might have his head all twisted and he forgot to check back.

I'm going to take a ride down to the bluffs.

Best you sit there and read your book.

Don't talk to her.

I'm hungry.

He said don't talk to me.

What part of that you didn't understand?

[keypad beeping]

Yes, I need to talk to the agent in charge of Nathaniel Matheson.

Yes, I'll hold.

[Marcus] That's his car up ahead. Pull over.

[station bell dings]

-Hey, Billy. -Hey, mister. [chuckles]

You got beef jerky?

You're welcome to take a look inside. I'll be with you in a minute.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. What about lottery tickets? Do you sell lottery in there?

You might want to move that hand, son.

Hey, Billy! That car I towed for you off 67 this morning, it's over there.

Who the hell are you?

He should've got me a beef jerky, man.

Fill the tanks.

I don't like this car.

Cyrus is sending some guys out of Denver.

Give me a hand. Let's move him inside.

[engine starts]

[country music playing]

♪ Girl, listen up I'm gonna tell ya ♪

♪ What a cowboy Really likes ♪

[music continues playing]

Nick's a good man, Mary Anne. Good man. Him, I don't know about.

Hey.

-How did it go? -Nice turnout. We missed you.

-You look nice. -I was going to say you look nice.

Well, that's good. We both look nice.

-Rosie, my posy. -Here you go, Sheriff.

What would happen if I wanted a burger and a Coke?

She'd pass out.

[chuckles]

-Is that what you want? -No.

No.

-No, coffee and pie, that's me. -Yeah.

How's it going with you and Jake?

He is a tough one to crack, your son,

but he's got a heart of gold.

I figure he's worth the effort.

God bless you, Cassie.

You know, there's evil in this world.

And a police officer contends with it every day

and their families often pay the price.

You think you're ready for that?

I am.

I'm tougher than I look, Ezra.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

The scars on Jake's back...

I want to ask, but I don't...

Just wish he'd trust me enough to open up.

There's a lot that he's carrying that he doesn't talk about.

It's not my place to speak for Jake.

When he was a Ranger, he was in charge of his team and he saved lives.

But he made decisions that lost some, too.

I saw the medals in the barn

and figured there was a story there.

Medals can't replace those men's lives.

And that's a lot what's going on with him, I think.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Just so you know,

I got plans for him and me.

-Oh, you do? -Mm-hmm.

Well...

Cassie, if that young man doesn't get down on one knee pretty soon...

I might have to ask you myself.

Well, I might just have to say yes.

Good luck to you, honey.

When you two have finished dreaming,

they could use a hand over there.

Yes, ma'am.

Sharon.

Sheriff.

-You hear from Billy? -Not a peep. I spoke to Angela.

She said he called her but lost reception. She's real worried.

This ain't like him. You think I should call Ben

and tell him to meet you out that way just in case?

Yeah, that's good thinking. What's the word on Chicago?

Feds said they know we got him.

His prints were flagged when they were ran.

I'm waiting on a call with the US marshal right now.

-They're supposed to collect him. -Okay.

Thanks for making the calls.

I'm almost at the location. I'll let you know, all right?

-Sheriff? -[distorted] Sharon? You there? Sharon.

Sharon, you there?

Are you going to eat that?

This?

-You're a murderer. -Some don't deserve to live.

You and this Novak imported drugs that killed countless innocent people.

And I've done a lot worse.

-I own that. -That's pretty big of you.

He'll be coming for me.

No one knows you're here.

Don't be naive.

You don't want any part of the shitstorm that's coming.

[engine off]

[baby crying]

Billy?

Billy!

[crying continues]

Th-Th-They're coming for the prisoner.

There's a bunch of them.

Please, tell Angela that I'm sorry

I won't be able to be there for her and our son.

Please look after them.

You're the only man I trust.

[coughing, sobbing]

Tell them I...

[sniffling]

Hi there. Sit wherever you like.

Menu's on the table. Be with you in a minute.

-Certainly nice to see new faces around here once in a while. -[Rosie] Mm-hmm.

Depends on the faces, I would think.

I'm just saying, it reminds me there's a whole world out there.

There's a lot of bad in that world, Cassie.

Yeah, maybe.

-There's a lot of good too, if you choose to see it. -You're a good person.

Don't mind him, Cassie. He was born suspicious. It's in his blood.

Welcome to Dan's. What can I get you?

[Marcus] Can you give us two minutes?

Sharon. Sharon, do you read?

Sharon, do you read?

Sharon, respond!

Sharon, do you read?

Sharon!

[siren wailing]

[sighs]

I gotta take a piss.

Be a good boy, Ezra.

-You got a restroom? -Around the corner, to the left.

Just jiggle the handle if it gives you the fits.

[chuckles]

I couldn't help, but...

I saw you looking at us.

Have we met before?

I don't believe so.

Look, I get it.

Strangers are probably none too common around here, huh?

We're just hungry and thirsty.

We'll be out of your hair and on our way soon enough.

Sound good?

Sounds jim-dandy.

We'll get, uh...

burgers, fries and Cokes.

How y'all want the burgers?

Well, how do you like 'em,

Cassie?

Medium well.

Sounds jim-dandy.

Ezra.

-We good? -Yeah.

Thanks. Thanks, Dan.

Boys will be boys.

Once a sheriff, always a sheriff.

[phone ringing]

High Ground Sheriff Station. This is Sharon Doyle speaking.

Mrs. Doyle, US Marshal Eliot here.

St. Louis FBI field office

says you have a prisoner needs transporting?

One Nathaniel Matheson?

That's right. I've been waiting for your call.

Yeah, sorry about that.

Things can get a little hectic around here.

But I'm on my way now, so I should be there in a few hours.

Looking forward to you taking him off our hands.

Thank you, Mrs. Doyle. See you soon.

-[Marcus] Talk to me. -He's still at the sheriff station.

[phone beeps]

-Need me to stick around? -Uh, I think you put the fear of God in 'em.

You can call Jake or me, if you like, if there's any trouble.

No, there won't be any trouble.

Hey, Mary Anne. Pie for you and your guy.

I don't know about the game.

Maybe we can, you know,

make a plan of some sort.

Maybe a movie or something.

-Sounds nice. -Yeah.

See you soon.

-This your car? -[Albert] Hey.

This thing?

[chuckles]

That's right.

What are you boys doing so far from home,

if you don't mind my asking?

[imitates rifle firing] Hunting trip. [chuckles]

Nice car for a hunting trip.

-What are you hunting? -Women.

[laughs]

It's a joke. We're on our way to Vegas.

You know, bachelor party.

You ask a lot of questions.

What, are you a cop or something?

No.

Have a good day.

You too.

[sirens wailing]

[Sharon] Sheriff. Come in, Sheriff. You read me?

Yeah. Sharon, I'm here.

Heard from the US marshal. Should be here in a few hours.

Did you find Billy?

Yeah.

Where was he?

Jake, can you hear me?

Jake.

I hear you.

I'll tell you everything when I get there.

Jake?

Jake!

-Bye, Rosie. -[Rosie] Bye now.

Y'all have fun tonight.

Oh, we will. Go, Mountain Lions!

[Rosie] The whole town is gonna be at the game tonight.

Honey, you better skedaddle.

Get a good seat at the game. It's gonna be packed.

Gentlemen, my shift is done. Rosie'll finish taking care of y'all.

Word to the wise, Dan here has the best-ever pecan pie.

-We'll take the check. -All right.

Here you go.

Not interested.

So unless you intend on losing a couple of fingers--

You better get going.

Say hi to Jake.

Have fun!

-Go, Lions! -[Cassie] Bye, Dan. See you tomorrow.

[Dan] Bright and early, right?

-[Cassie] Yeah, bright and early. -[Dan] All right.

[phone chimes]

-Well, I see you have the check. -We've changed our minds.

I think we'll have some of that best-ever pecan pie

we so famously heard about.

Ticktock says the clock.

The clock, she is a-ticking.

Let's move.

What's the damage?

There you go.

The sheriff...

what kind of man is he?

I don't understand.

You don't understand words?

Or what I'm asking?

Hey, buddy.

There's no need to be rude.

Just trying to clarify, buddy.

It's okay, Dan.

Not afraid of much.

-That a fact? -Like most around here.

Why are you asking about the sheriff, anyway?

Well, I ran into his deputy earlier today.

Nice guy, from what I could tell. Gonna be a daddy.

Just wondered if the sheriff was anything like him.

What do you care?

You're just passing through, right?

[chuckling]

For small-town folks, you sure ain't hospitable, are you? Hmm?

I think it's time you leave.

I mean, I haven't paid my bill yet.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You heard the man.

Get walking.

This one's on me.

Well, are you gonna shoot that gun?

I guess that depends on you.

Your friends are waiting for you outside.

Okay.

Go, Mountain Lions.

That call you got this morning, about the abandoned vehicle?

That was a setup.

Your friend is dead.

You gotta let me out of here,

or they're gonna make this town look like hell.

These guys that are after me? They're evil.

They'll stop at nothing. They're the devil.

They'll turn this whole town upside down.

You're all dead unless you get me out of here.

You gotta let me out of here!

You kill me

and the guy who killed your friend, he gets away with everything.

Sharon.

You wanna tell me what's going on here?

-Billy's dead. -I warned you.

Shut up.

Jake called.

And he told you Billy was dead?

It's what he didn't say.

He didn't say he was all right.

Which means he's not.

Sharon, listen to me. You can't do this.

-Where's Jake now? -He's on his way.

Okay.

Then let's wait for him

and let him tell us what's going on.

Okay?

Who's this guy?

Billy called him "asshole."

-What's his name? -Nathaniel Matheson.

Billy arrested him this morning.

The US marshals are coming!

Okay, then let them handle this.

I know that name, Matheson.

Just take a deep breath.

We'll wait for Jake,

and we'll see what's going on.

Oh, my God.

What is it?

He's here for you.

[Nathaniel] My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?

Why art thou so far from helping me?

Be not far from me,

for trouble is near and there is none to help.

Many bulls have encompassed me.

Strong bulls have beset me round.

They gaped upon me with their mouths like a ravening and roaring lion.

O, my God!

I cry in the daytime, but thou heareth not.

And in the night...

I am not silent.

I am poured out like water,

and all my bones are out of joint.

My heart has melted like wax.

For the dogs have encompassed me around.

The assembly of the wicked has enclosed me.

They pierced my hands and my feet.

Amen.

[groans]

All I did was ask a friendly question.

I was going to leave.

It was going to be your lucky day.

Hmm?

I am going to kill

the man the sheriff is holding.

Then I am going to kill the sheriff and whoever is with him.

And I am going to do that because of you.

You know, one thing that is worse than being dead...

is wishing you were.

Jake.

Billy?

Dead. Murdered.

[sobs]

Billy's cruiser was taken. His walkie is missing too.

I believe the men who killed him

are heading here for this man.

I've seen what monsters like this are capable of.

Scorched earth. Kill everything in their path.

Jake, son, you know, I can handle this for you.

No, Pop. I'll handle it.

It's my job, it's my responsibility.

What are you thinking?

It's not safe here for us or the town.

We go to the ranch, even if they find us, we control the terrain.

-What about this guy? -We're taking him.

Since they have Billy's walkie, from this moment on we go dark.

-No radio communication. -You're making a mistake.

Put this on, turn around. Put your hands behind your back.

Just let me walk out through that front door.

Put your hands behind your back.

Cassie.

What's going on?

-You can't be here. -What do you mean, I can't?

Is that blood?

[Ezra] He's right, Cassie.

That's blood. I-I'm not going anywhere

till somebody tells me what the hell is going on here.

There are very bad people coming to get this man.

There's going to be a lot of trouble, Cass.

You gotta go home, please.

Oh, you gotta be kidding me.

-There's no running and hiding from them. -I'm doing neither.

I'm not the only one making bad decisions around here.

-[Jake] Let's go. -Should I come to the ranch too?

[Jake] Sharon, you go home.

Call the marshals. Tell 'em to meet us at the ranch.

Okay.

Jake, here. I'll be right behind you.

This doesn't make any sense, but please do what I'm asking. Go home.

You can't just shut me out of this.

I'll call you later and explain everything.

Please, go home.

Jake!

This is Sharon Doyle from High Ground Sheriff Station.

I'm trying to reach US Marshal Eliot.

Please have him call me.

It's urgent.

Yes, he has my number.

I'm going to the ranch.

No, you're not. You're gonna do what Jake told you to do.

Unless you intend on tying me to a tree tonight, I'm going to that ranch.

Damn it, Cassie! You're as stubborn as Jake's mom.

Get in my truck.

I'll take that compliment.

[engine starts]

[engine cranking]

Come on.

Damn it!

[ringing]

High Ground Sheriff Station. Sharon Doyle speaking.

-Hello? -Sharon, it's Rosie.

I'm in my car outside the diner.

They're dead.

They killed them all.

They killed who?

Are you hurt?

I need the sheriff.

He went to the ranch.

They're going to kill him.

Okay, Rosie.

I'm going to get you some help, okay? Just stay put.

[phone beeping]

[loud banging]

Oh, Nathaniel.

[sighs]

[screams]

[Nathaniel grunts]

[Jake] Come on.

Sit down.

[gunshot]

[grunting]

Don't blame your dad. I wasn't taking no for an answer.

Cassie, if those men come here, people are going to die.

And I'm not about to sit at home and wait for a call like Billy's wife is gonna get.

-Cassie... -I can help, and you know it.

Close up all the blinds. Turn off all the lights.

I can do more than blinds, Jake.

Look, Jake.

What the hell is she doing here? You heard what I told her!

She's crazy about you and she sees you're in trouble.

To stop her, I would've had to stop her physically.

-Is that what you want? -Get in the house.

Jake, be safe.

Better make your peace, old man.

Death is coming.

Comes to all, eventually.

It didn't have to come tonight.

Here.

You must really love him.

Or you're crazy.

Or both.

Could you not have just done what you said?

I was never going to see a courtroom. Marcus was making sure of that.

Didn't have to be like this. The sheriff could've just let me go.

He couldn't have done that.

It's not who he is.

-He's foolish. -He's no fool.

He's the kind of man with the integrity to

put his life on the line for what's right.

He's putting all your lives on the line.

I'm here by choice.

So is his father.

Unlike some,

folks around here stand by their convictions.

-They're on their way. -He's the devil.

The three of you can't stop it.

-Give me a gun. -I'm not giving you a gun.

Marcus wants me dead.

Even if I wanted to bargain your lives for mine,

he'd put a bullet in my head and yours.

We're here 'cause I'm a threat to him.

We're here because you were speeding through my town.

I was testifying against him for my daughter.

I made a promise to God when she was born

that I would do one good thing in my life so she could be proud of her father.

Give me this chance at redemption.

Let me help.

Give me a gun.

Jake...

there's no telling what's going to happen out there tonight,

how it will end.

I just want to say,

I'm so damn proud of you, son.

I know, Pop. I know.

-I'm damn proud of you too. -One more thing.

Cassie is a good woman, the best.

You won't find another like her.

That's it. That's all I got.

The Lord is my shepherd.

I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.

He leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul.

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,

I shall fear no evil: for thou art with me.

Thy staff and thy rod, they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies...

-[Cassie] Ezra? -[Ezra] What?

-What's he doing out there? -[Ezra] He's not with us now, Cassie.

He's in the past, fighting another battle.

Thou anointest my head with oil. My cup runneth over.

Surely, goodness and mercy

shall follow me for all the days of my life.

And I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever.

Amen.

He needs a gun.

-What? -You got to trust me, Pop.

-Give him a gun. -Jake, are you sure about this?

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend." The Art of War.

Okay.

Upstairs and to the right. We'll cover the back.

Cassie, you're with me.

Go knock nicely and tell them why we're here.

[groaning]

-Cass, you take this window. -All right.

The ground is rigged! Watch your step! Let's move!

Now I'm pissed.

Get these out of my face.

Shooters up top! Light it up!

[screaming]

Go, go, go! This way!

Why did they stop shooting?

We should move.

-Cassie! -Jake.

-Stay there. -[Ezra] Jake.

-Are you hurt? -No, we're okay.

-You okay? -Yeah.

-[feedback squealing] -[Marcus on loudspeaker] Sheriff Wilcott.

My name is Marcus Novak.

Nathaniel must've warned you I was coming, hmm?

You didn't heed his warning.

Unless you hand Nathaniel over to me,

all those with you,

all of you in there will suffer your deputy's fate.

Oh, and he begged for his life.

Like a frightened child.

As did the young woman you left behind.

What was her name?

Oh, yeah...

Sharon.

Sharon Doyle.

They died painfully

and slowly

as will you all,

if that Judas is not out here in three minutes.

The deaths of those in the house will be on your head, Sheriff.

And I will kill you last.

Don't let him get into your head.

We can only hold him off for so long.

I know him.

He won't stop until we're all dead.

[Marcus] I'm done being charitable.

You got five seconds.

Cassie, there's a gas tank across the road between the SUV's.

On it.

Five...

It's the only one out there.

Four...

Three...

When you see it, shoot it.

Two...

-[Jake] Cassie... -I'm looking.

One.

[exhales]

They're going to do everything they can to breach this place.

-I just want to say in case-- -Hey.

You and I still have a lot of life to live together.

I don't intend on getting robbed of that tonight.

I love you, Cassie. I never say it, but I do.

I know.

And I love you too.

I'm sorry I've been so...

I've been carrying a lot of doubts, but...

I'm all done with that now.

I'm here.

Take position.

They're on the move.

We got to spread out.

-Get upstairs. -Me?

Both of you, go.

-Go, go! -Okay.

Got it.

[Cassie screaming]

[gasps]

Fucking old man!

[screams]

No.

Fuck you.

[Ezra groans]

Ezra.

Hey, are you okay?

I'm gonna be okay.

[groaning]

Oh, Nathaniel!

The peasant I turned into a king!

You were eating out of the garbage when I met you.

I treated you like a brother!

And this is the thanks I get, huh?

Stabbing me in the back!

Did you not assume

that I would use all of the influence at my disposal

to make sure I smoked you out and crushed you like a fucking bug?

You have no soul, Marcus!

It may be too late for my salvation.

But, as God is my witness, for my child,

though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,

I shall fear no evil!

[Marcus chuckles]

God?

Souls?

There is no God!

And there are no souls.

Only the strong and the weak!

And I will walk through your valley, Nathaniel,

and I will rip out your fucking heart!

And I will nail it to the cross of the God that you worship!

[both grunting]

[shouting]

-[groans] -[gasping]

[groaning, gasps]

[groans]

Drop your weapon.

-What if I don't? -I'll shoot you where you stand.

[Marcus chuckling]

Your deputy had good taste.

Put your hands behind your head.

[gunshot]

What is that?

-What is that? -I don't know.

Sheriff?

You guys okay in there?

-Clyde! -[Cassie chuckles]

I'll be right back.

Your dad...

-Pop, are you okay? -Jakey.

Yeah. Yeah.

Is Nathaniel okay?

He saved my life.

[Ezra] Uh-huh.

Look who's here.

Rosie!

Hey.

-How you doing? -Yeah, we're okay.

Oh, Rosie. Look at you.

Got a little chunk out of my shoulder.

[chuckling] Otherwise...

Sheriff?

See?

He knows who you are now.

Let's help him up.

Everyone's all right in there,

so let's move all these trucks out of here

and make room for the ambulance.