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Come on, Kimmy. I still got to teach you
how to do this.

to be such a jerk, Ray. I'm trying.

I've been sucking dick my whole life,
okay?

Fine, baby girl.

Fine.

You've been sucking mine long enough to
know how I like it, so maybe let's aim

for a little bit of improvement, okay?

And maybe, who knows, I'll throw you a
little something -something on the back

of your head.

Take care, Ray -Ray.

He takes care of you.

Come on, get to it.

You want to take your top off, huh?

Don't give me them pouty eyes

Don't stop this real quick.

Hey, Ray.

What's up?

Deputy fucking Everett to your black ass
Willie Joe.

What the hell you want?

I see.

What are you talking to?

I'm talking to the hot ass bitches
sucking my cock right now. What's it to

Is that Cammy King giving you that?

God damn it, Cammy. I told you not to
stop.

Hey, why you coming to my house, Mom?

What you want, Willie Joe?

I need a hand.

Baby girl, I got to do a little
business, and you just keep doing what

doing.

Pay me, bitch.

It's an extra 20. For what?

Interrupting my coffee break. You want
the shit or not?

Dumbass motherfucker.

Pleasure doing business with you.

You're an ass, Ray.

Won't you buy from somebody else then,
motherfucker?

Oh, wait.

Ain't nobody else in Cutler County.

Gets you shit out of luck.

Now get the fuck out of here before I
rip you for possession.

Oh, Jesus. God damn it, Lucas.

Didn't I say 20 minutes?

Been at least 25.

Why don't you just tell me the next time
you plan on ordering up a light lizard

in the middle of a shift?

Ain't no fucking light lizard, Lucas.

Sorry, Cammie. I didn't know it was you.

Luke, why don't you just go over there
by the bushes, enjoy your coffee, and

we'll finish up here.

Or better yet, go back across the street
and get yourself a honey bun.

Get me one, too.

Thanks, buddy.

Hey, Charlie.

Make me something strong and sweet.

Thanks.

You're too late. I'm already drunk and
horny. Oh, sorry. I forgot to get turned

on.

I had to finish up that paperwork you
blew off. I didn't blow it off.

I just, uh... They don't need that shit
anyway.

I just found it superfluous, you know?

Well, unfortunately, the Bureau didn't
agree with your assessment.

I am here.

Go to bed with me tonight.

Thank you.

Just go to bed with me. Ron.

Don't follow me.

Stay the whole night.

We're not trying to pretend it didn't
happen, you know.

No, no, put on some music and... I mean,
your place, my place, which is...

What makes tonight special?

Huh?

Didn't we make a big enough mess going
down that path?

We did. Yeah.

But the mess is already made.

I'm just saying, why don't we wallow in
it?

You know, just for one night only.

No, Ron, I don't wallow. You don't
wallow? No. You don't wallow? And

fraternization is against policy.

Fraternization.

Half the Bureau's sleeping with each
other.

Do me a favor.

Let's just call it what it is.

Yeah, I know it's really hard to believe
that you're still my supervisory agent.

Mm -hmm.

But we still have to be able to work
together.

Not tomorrow.

Carrying on with Cammie King ain't the
best idea.

Why don't you mind your own damn
business?

Letting me worry about what I do and
don't do?

You're such a busybody.

Just don't want to see you make a
mistake, that's all. You know what?

I want somebody to tell me about all I'm
doing wrong, I'll go home to my wife.

Where are you going, lover?

Gotta get out to pump the gas.

I'll do that. You ask them where we can
stay.

Evening, officers.

Evening. You guys know of a cheap hotel
around here?

You guys?

We're deputies, not officers.

Oh, gotcha.

Sorry.

You guys must be a long way from home.

Yeah, we kind of are. But it's good.

We're getting married.

Just passing through.

Looking for somewhere quiet we can be
alone together, maybe get a little

A very little.

Well, there's Maxie's place right up
here off 51.

No, don't go there.

They got roaches big as rabbits in that
fucking place.

No.

I know a great spot.

It's about a mile up the road.

It's that -a -way.

The truck stop on the left.

A little ways past that, there's a road
closed sign. Just go on around that.

A little road turns to dirt after about
100 yards. And going down there, there's

a big old clearing, lake, trees on every
side.

Y 'all probably think it's romantic.

No one will bother us there?

Nah.

Might be some high school kids parking.

Sounds perfect.

Let's do that.

Okay. Well, thanks for the suggestion.

You send him to the holler?

You know what goes on there nowadays?

I don't know shit about what goes on
there.

Except what's always going on there.

I swear to God, Lucas, you've turned
into such a fucking pussy.

Yeah.

All right.

I'll be there in ten.

Jerry's got the new batch ready.

I don't give a shit and I wish he
wouldn't involve me in it.

Well, you're in it up to your fucking
eyeballs, Lucas.

So get used to it.

I guess this is our dirt road.

Yeah, looks like it.

Be careful.

Really creepy.

Don't judge.

I said it's going to be romantic.

Can you see that kid?

Why would he be out here so late?

Good?

I don't think this is such a good idea.

It's an adventure.

Isn't that what we're all about now?

Yeah, I guess we are. But we could be
adventurous in a hotel room. I think

all motels down here.

I don't think I understand the
difference.

This place is really beautiful.

I'm gonna maybe get a blanket, go
outside.

Backseat.

I'm glad we did this.

I don't care what happens.

I love you.

I love you too.

Who do you think that is?

Kids with nowhere else to go, like the
deputy said.

Baby, they're doing the same thing we're
doing.

I just feel like, you know, we're
supposed to be fighting crime, not

You've got to be kidding me with that
shit.

Fighting crime?

Who are you, fucking Batman?

Don't be a child. Okay, my phraseology
was stupid, but the point holds.

Phraseology.

Where do you get this shit?

Just trying to let you know where I
stand.

I don't want to go down for you dealing
shit.

It's not on me.

No, you just watch, right?

You been in a courtroom lately?

Know what they call watching? Here's a
big word for you.

Accomplice.

Keep an eye out for the law, okay?

Oh, wait a minute, dipshit. We are the
fucking law.

Get a condom.

Oh, Jesus.

Be still.

Maybe he thinks we're asleep.

Two pancakes, Mommy said.

Mommy said what?

Two pancakes.

Baby girl.

Daddy just got to sleep, okay?

Mama's not always right.

Sorry, baby. She's up.

Why'd she have to make a bunch of racket
getting dressed?

She's fine, right? She wakes up when she
wants to, racket or not.

Look, I gotta get to work. Principal
Markey's already been on me once about

and I being late.

I don't have a talk with that douchebag.

He thinks he's God's gift. Oh, honey.

All I'm saying is work in graveyard
doesn't mean you don't still have

responsibilities at home.

Responsibilities? You want to sleep in?

Find some money for a babysitter for
Tilly.

Why can't your mama take her? Mama takes
Uncle Webb to dialysis on Thursdays.

You know that.

Well, let Tilly go with him.

Oh, gosh, you are ridiculous sometimes.

I've got to go. You got her or not?

Look, I don't know why you're in a foul
mood.

Because all I've been doing is working
all night like a dog to provide for this

family.

And I deserve just a little bit of
consideration.

I'm sure last night was tiring for you.

What do you want me to do about it, huh?
You want a little back rub or

something? I really would like a back
rub, but you ain't going to give me one.

So I think it's pretty cruel for you to
taunt me with it. What if I told you

about cutting in front of the kids?

It was under my breath.

Are you still jumping?

Are you going to answer your phone?

What?

Hey, Donna.

Really?

I... I'll be right there.

Call your sister.

Hey, I used your toothbrush.

What?

I used your toothbrush.

It's all over between us.

What time is it?

You gotta get up. We're going to
Mississippi.

What? What's in Mississippi?

Triple homicide.

One of the Vicks was a congressman's
daughter.

I was supposed to have Jacob today.

On a Thursday?

We were going to go to a ball game.

I was supposed to have him for the
weekend.

So that's what last night was about?

No.

Maybe.

Hey, sugar tits.

Hey, chief.

You know what? I like it when you do
that.

What's that?

Sexually harass me.

Hell, that's just how I say good
morning.

You're a big boy, Ray. Use your words.

Shit's hit the fan, eh?

You might want to pick that cigarette
butt up. This is a crime scene.

Hey, Ray.

I am sorry about Cammie.

I barely knew her.

I really don't want to go to Mississippi
today.

I mean, like a hole in the head.

I should spend some time with my son.

Okay.

Vaughn, you got an opportunity to work
point in the murder of a U .S.

congressman's daughter.

Cahill's giving you a huge vote of
confidence here.

It's his way of acknowledging that
you're okay.

What if I'm not okay?

What if I'm not okay? You're a good
agent.

End of story.

Baby, I know how important Jacob is. was
to you.

But you've got to think big picture.

Hey, Jeff.

Are you serious?

Bringing her here?

We're on our way to the airport.

What do you want me to do?

I don't want you to do anything.

Well, Jen, I was really looking forward
to this.

And I really appreciate you letting me.

I'm just saying I want to spend more
time with him in this case.

It's more important than your son.

No, I didn't say that, did I?

Please. Jenna, I'm sorry.

Can I feel?

Jacob?

Hey.

How you doing, old buddy?

So we're not going to see a ball game?

No, I can't. I can't, dear.

But I tell you what.

I really want to hang out with you.

But some bad stuff happened and they
need me.

So you're the only one who can get the
bad guy?

No.

No, I'm not. It's just, uh... Daddy
needs to go to work.

But I'll tell you what, okay?

The second I get back, I will call you.

I will go see you again together. How
does that sound?

I'll have to ask Mom.

Yeah. I'll call you, okay?

Okay. He goes to bed at 8 .30.

I'll call before 8 .30.

Give me a hug.

I love you.

Be good for your mom, okay?

Okay.

Take her soul to you, please.

Mr.

Mayor?

Ray? Listen, I need y 'all to take this
real seriously, okay?

I'm going to go see the family.

Ray?

What in the Sam holy fuck happened here
last night?

Don't give me that shitty grin.

Do you know what happened here?

Hey, dumbass, look at me. I'm the one
talking to you.

Right. Shut the fuck up, Lucas.

Look, I don't know what everybody's
angsting about, but I can say with some

certainty that... I didn't have anything
to do with this.

She was found with drugs.

Methamphetamine. You don't know nothing
about that. Meth or how can we get it?

Don't be an asshole, Ray.

The little girl in that SUV, the one
with the Illinois plates, she is the

daughter of a United States congressman
from the state of fucking Illinois.

Do you even know where Illinois is?

That means the FBI has been called in.

And that means they're going to be all
over Cutler County.

The federal fucking government.

That means you are going to pull your
dick out of the county ass and put your

little sideline business on hold until
we figure out what happened here.

And if I find out that you had anything
to do with it, I will kill you myself.

Okay.

Okay. First, it's not my sideline
business.

Now, you know damn well that's true.

Second, I don't think you could kill me,
not in the fair fight that is. And

third...

I didn't have anything to do with
killing anybody.

I didn't have anything to do with any of
this.

I hope you're telling the truth, Ray.

I swear, I hope you're telling the
truth.

I'm trying to mind my own business and
get to my retirement and do a little bit

of fishing, and the last thing I need
right now is this kind of bullshit.

Now, you'll excuse me. I gotta go meet
and greet with the FB fucking eye.

You tell your daddy Cammy was with us
last night.

You mean with you?

I told you. Don't fuck with me on this.

Of course I didn't.

Be sure now.

Hey!

Sheriff Bo McKinney.

Welcome to Mississippi.

Special Agent Von Killinger, FBI.

Criminal Division.

This is Special Agent DeSoto.

How do you do, ma 'am?

And Jordy Mills, our resident scraper
and swabber.

Scraper and swabber.

Jordan's our forensic pathologist.
She'll be working alongside your M .E.

M .E.? Medical examiner.

Medical examiner.

Coroner. Right, right. No, it's usually
just this one -man job is all.

So it's just the three of you? Just the
three of us here, yes. But our tech guys

are setting up shop at your office.

In my office.

All right.

Well, that sounds serious.

Hope this don't take too long.

Right.

What you got here, Sheriff?

We got a hell of a damn mess is what we
got.

We got three dead kids, and one of them
is a...

A little girl with her face bashed in.

I don't know how that happened.

I can't believe it's Cammie.

And them kids.

Why'd you send them down here?

I mean, you must feel.

First time me and Trisha Fuck was right
here by this late.

Better my pickup.

I was 16 years old.

This place was sweet.

It was all there was.

Why are you feeling nostalgic?

I don't even know what the fuck that
means.

Speak fucking English when you talk to
me, Lucas.

I'm just saying.

God damn it, if there weren't so many
people around, I'd kick your fucking ass

right here. And I'd tell Daddy
everything I remember about last night.

No response?

That's uncommon for you.

You just reminded me of something I
gotta take care of.

Don't make plans for when we get off.

There you go.

Who found the bodies?

Leroy Cribs said he'd come down here
fishing this morning.

Where's his fishing pole?

Yeah, let's make sure he doesn't get
away before somebody on our team talks

him. Yeah, well, as you can see, we're
already doing that.

There's an awful lot of people on the
wrong side of it, Ted. Can we fix that,

please? What exactly would you like me
to do about that?

I'd like you to minimize the
contamination already done to the crime

Try and make sure there isn't any more.
Can you do that?

Why don't we just take a look at the
bodies?

I'll leave that with you then, Sheriff.

Yes, Chief.

These guys look like pricks.

God, it's hot as balls down here.

I'm sweating my ass off. My head is
killing me.

Maybe you shouldn't drink so much. Maybe
I should drink some more.

Can we get everybody that doesn't have
to be here just the hell out of the way?

Somebody will come take this doll.

That there is the local girl.

Uh, agent, this is Deputy Ray Everett.

Hi.

Hi, Sarah.

Oh, you must not shake hands.

Excuse me.

I'm Lucas, Deputy McKinney.

Welcome to our town.

Hi, Lucas.

All right, let's take a look.

Jeez.

Well, I think we can rule out accidents.

This was personal.

Eye sockets crushed.

Maybe her jaw's broken, too.

She was hit with something harder than a
fist.

Makeout session gone south.

No pun intended.

Were the others beaten like this?

Nope. Just shot.

Wrong place, wrong time.

Who was she? High school girl? Kind of a
cheerleader with a questionable

reputation type?

Questionable how?

Well... DeSoto?

I wonder if the local meth dealer knows
anything.

Let's get a talk screen as soon as
possible, okay? Yeah. There was more in

car.

along with some paraphernalia. We left
it pretty near the way we found it,

though. It's not unusual that some shady
stuff goes on down here.

Oh, right. Shady stuff like what?
Listen, the congressman's supposed to be

his way to ID his daughter's body, and
we were told to clean her up. So if y

'all want to see the bodies on the
scene, you probably want to hurry along.

Told by who?

The congressman's office.

Oh.

Because last I checked, the congressman
wasn't on the FBI payroll.

Still, if you don't mind stepping it up.

Jordy? Yeah, we need to do that right
now.

Appreciate it.

What the fuck was that?

And why in hell didn't you check the
body in the car?

I wasn't the first one here, Ray.

I worked graveyard too, remember?

Mm -hmm.

You're a fucking idiot, Lucas.

But let justice roll down like waters.

And righteousness like a mighty stream.

They say it's the worst pain a human
being can feel, losing a child.

Shame it happened here.

You want to talk to the congressman?

Not really.

But I guess we should.

I made her to get married.

She was just out of college.

Had been accepted to Yale Law.

I thought she was going to derail her
career.

Her career?

She was 22 years old, Will.

Really. I mean, I just wanted her to
wait.

That boy... I didn't think he was worthy
of her.

I guess I didn't think she would openly
define me.

I'm sure you did what you thought was
best for her.

Did I?

Maybe it is my fault.

Could I be somehow responsible?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

What did you say?

Parents always think they know what's
best for their kids.

Sometimes they do, sometimes they don't.

You're a fucking asshole.

Why Mississippi?

It's a long way from home.

I think that was the point.

What does that mean, Lily?

It means exactly what it sounds like,
Will.

Where's your nearest restroom?

It's back that way. Around the corner to
the right.

I'll see to it you get whatever
resources you need to find the person

this. It's imperative you find the
person who did this.

Agent, are you listening to me?

At this

time, I'm prepared to make a brief
statement.

What do you expect?

He's a public figure. Put himself in
that world.

He's a father who just lost his
daughter.

You could have a little understanding.

I understand.

Where are we going?

Start with the King Girl's parents, the
high school.

No more parents today.

I need to make a pick -up.

Okay, need two minutes.

Hey. Hey, you got anything to drink?

You got ass.

You got pert near anything you can
imagine on that back wall.

Yeah, no, I, uh... I meant alcohol.

Nah, we don't sell that devil's liquor
here.

Cutler's dry as a bone.

Thank you, Jesus.

You're gonna have to cross the line over
in the green. Right, how far is that?

Far enough away from us righteous folk.

What are

we

doing here?

Why'd you make me come, Ray?

I got a date with Dinah tonight. I need
to get home.

Now you with me, you gonna try to fuck
me on this. Go on and tell me one way or

another so I can make arrangements.

I'm with you, Ray, okay?

Shit.

No, Jolene, if you stop smoking so much
of this shit, you could be somebody.

What do you think I'm gonna be? You
could have a dream.

What the hell you doing busting up in my
house?

Jolene.

Didn't realize you had a thing for dark
meat.

Fuck you, Ray.

You might want to put your pants on and
take your leave.

Come on now.

Wait, I ain't even got a vehicle here.

Then step the fuck out on the front
porch.

Jesus Christ.

Right. What'd I ask you outside?

You want to change your answer? Nope.

Heard about what happened to Cammie and
that congressman's daughter last night?

I might have heard something.

What's it worth to you?

You know, maybe you want to throw me a
little something -something in exchange

for my silence.

I can be bald.

Ray!

Damn it.

Fucking a big time boy.

What do you want? What do you want?
How's it feel, motherfucker?

You made your point. Get the fuck off
me, Lucas.

You tell anybody you saw me with Kimmy
last night.

Did you tell anybody you saw me with
Kimmy last night? Say the fucking word

I'll do it again.

No, please.

No. Fuck no.

I said nobody but Jolie.

Oh, God.

Did you tell Jolene?

I can't remember.

You listen to me, and you listen to me
good now.

I ain't giving you shit, and I sure as
shit ain't gonna be beholden to you.

But I swear to God, if you open that
black -ass mouth of yours to anybody,

anybody about what you saw last night,
I'm gonna come back in here and lay more

permanent hurt on you. You feel me?

Do you feel me, motherfucker?

Get the fuck out of here.

Dumbass motherfucker.

You really ought to find yourself a more
upstanding individual to hang around

with.

Right. Watch.

Wayne's got to do what he's got to do to
protect his interests.

Hey, Ray.

Um, you don't think maybe you could give
me a little something?

You know, for my trouble?

See? I can be a nice guy.

You just keep looking out the window,
Lucas.

And these kinds of losses, tragedies,
really, can be devastating to an entire

community, especially a small, close
-knit town like ours.

And the high school in particular feels
the brunt most of all.

Now, we had a young man die in an
automobile accident last year.

I think these kids, they're just,
they're too young to come to terms with

idea of mortality, you know?

So when they're forced to reckon with
it, it shakes them up pretty hard.

Now, these girls, they knew Cammy better
than anybody.

I'd recommend starting with them.

Oh, thank you. But I was thinking we
could talk a little more with you first.

I'm pretty sure you know these kids
pretty well.

Oh, sure. That's fair.

Why don't we take it into my office?

Great. Football team's still practicing.

Cheerleaders aren't.

Priorities, right?

We should get this over with.

We got a football game this weekend, and
it's fallen on me to decide whether we

should have extracurricular activities.

It's all this mess.

Sure, I just have a few more questions.

Football's a big deal down here.

All right.

I'm going to stand top of the kids,
okay? Great.

Not this way.

Look, like I've said, Cammy had her
share of problems.

She didn't always run with the good
crowd, if you know what I mean.

But in general, she was a pistol.

Had a lot of spunk.

And she was well -liked.

So you had a relationship with her.

What do you mean by that?

Well, judging from the way you talk
about her, you clearly...

Took an interest in her.

I take an interest in all my students.

Was she dating anyone?

Well, she was a free -spirited girl.

Hey, mister, you notice it's Rock
County, and you're on the grounds of a

high school. Shame on you, sir.

It's empty.

Ain't that always the way, but bottles
are always bone dry just when you need

most.

Hey, man, I'm just messing with you. I
got one of my own.

Does that make us kindred spirits?

Of course, I'm a bourbon man myself.

You want a nip?

No, thank you. Like my granddaddy always
said, see no evil here, no evil.

That's my grandson out there playing
quarterback.

You know, I love to come out here and
watch him play.

He has what the scouts call football
intelligence.

That's the ability to be able to see
things before they materialize on the

field.

He's a very important quarterback.

You know what I think?

I think you're the incarnation of high
-level law enforcement.

Sent here to save us from ourselves
amongst all this tragedy.

I don't know about that.

I'm just here to find out what happened
to three young kids that should be alive

right now.

Indeed, sir.

John Dawson.

Folks around here call me Big John.

Reckon I don't even know why.

Please make your acquaintance.

And you are? Vaughn Killinger.

I'm with the Bureau.

FBI.

I'm impressed.

So tell me, John, what do you do around
here?

That's a loaded question, sir.

But I believe most recently she was
spending quite a bit of time with our

quarterback, Tad Dowson.

Okay. Well, if we have any more
questions, we'll let you know.

And, uh, please...

Give me a call if there's anything else
you can think of that might be relevant.

I surely will.

Just out of curiosity, do you actually
use those paddles on students?

Or are they more for a show?

For a show?

No.

I certainly do use them when necessary.

I have developed a reputation for being
a strict disciplinarian over the years.

The ones I'm most proud of?

are ones given to me by former students
who knew good and well how hard I could

swing one.

Well, I'm sure you'll make the right
decision about the game.

Now, baseball gets all the credit for
being a thinking man's sport.

You know, people think that football is
all about natural ability, speed, and

strength.

But to be a great quarterback, you got
to think like a chess master.

And you got to be able to move quickly
in the heat of battle.

You ever play a sport?

Baseball.

Was that your colleague over there?

She is a beautiful woman. You're a lucky
man.

I certainly am.

Hey, sir.

This is John.

John Dawson, country lawyer. Pleasure to
meet you. Dawson, you wouldn't happen

to be related to Tat Dawson, the
quarterback?

Yes, ma 'am, I am.

Well, hey, John.

I was just on my way out.

What the hell's all this crap I'm
hearing about you thinking about

football game?

You better be able to answer this.

What the hell are two FBI agents doing
around here asking questions about my

grandson?

Great.

Ta -da.

Agents came by the school this
afternoon.

Who's the agent, Daddy?

Somebody who ain't from here.

What?

It's Tetrazini.

Yeah, well, I guess I ain't in the mood
for Tetrazini.

Got any idea who did it?

Yeah Surely they must have some theory
or something must be on top of you since

you were working last night, huh?

What makes you say that Sorry,

yeah Well,

I'm eating right now

No, no.

No, I meant no disrespect.

Okay, I got you.

I'll be right there.

Really? What now?

Put a paper towel on a plate and put it
in the oven.

I won't be long.

Where's Daddy going?

What? I'm not drunk.

Yeah.

Most times I call that positive.

But, uh, I don't know. I just... I want
to do something. I don't know. I feel

kind of restless, you know?

It's been a really long day.

What do you want to do?

Cross the line.

Can't win them all, baby.

Can you win any?

Give me that beer roll.

Can't get away from these guys.

Well, they're allowed to recreate,
aren't they?

I mean, this is the closest place there
is.

Really, they seem okay.

I've got a sick feeling about all this.

Because of Ray?

Can I talk to you honest?

How long are you going to keep drinking
and being pissed off?

Some people just want to be liked.

By people.

Whoever.

I don't give a shit about that.

I just want to like myself.

I got a headache.

All the time.

I feel responsible, somehow.

You're responsible because I lost my
shit with Jenna that night.

Because I married the wrong woman in the
first place.

Not that I absolutely fucking love to
drink. Not beer, but... You know what

trying to say.

Responsible because of us.

You know what?

You are responsible.

You're responsible for keeping me from
losing my job.

Probably to keep me alive.

You're so dramatic.

No.

No, I'm just saying, if it wasn't for
you, I... Fuck!

What?

You're not called Jacob before it's
bedtime.

I'll be back.

Vaughn, do you want another beer?

Two more?

Hey. Agent DeSoto, right?

Sarah. I'm Donna, the dog girl.

Canine patrol unit.

You know, with the sheriff's department.

Hey, Jenna.

Is he up?

No.

No. Yeah, I saw you at the scene with
the German shepherd.

Yeah, yeah, I love dogs.

Because there's just so much not like
people.

Yeah.

That's right.

God damn it, Janet.

The time just slipped away from me. I
was traveling, then I was working. No,

it's not an excuse!

So this is the local hangout?

Yeah, you like it? My daddy owns it.

You know the folks in Cutler? They were
scandalized to be so close for a hot

minute there.

But 30 years running inside the line,
that's something, ain't it?

I guess it is.

Okay, it's an excuse, but it's the
truth.

I'm just trying to tell you what
happened.

Is that him?

Is that him talking in the background?

I guess I'll be seeing you again.

Bright and early.

Hey, pretty lady.

Can I buy you a drink?

No, thank you.

You must not be from around here, are
you?

I should not.

I'm sorry.

I'm fucking sorry.

How many times do you want me to say it?

You're being a little rude right now. We
don't take too kindly to rude folks

around here.

Ain't nothing wrong with buying a drink
for a good -looking woman.

It was not my intention to be rude.

I'm with somebody, okay?

Have a nice night.

Jenna! Jenna!

What the hell did I do to piss you off?

Ain't like I asked you to take it around
back and fuck you sideways.

I don't think you really want to do
this.

Oh yeah, why's that?

Let me tell you a secret.

A lot of secrets.

It'll be better tomorrow.

I will fucking kill you, bitch. You're
threatening a federal agent.

This bitch says she knows how to rip a
man's balls off. You don't talk to a man

that way. What the fuck is going on
here?

I was just stating a fact.

Why don't you mind your own goddamn
business?

I hesitate to hit a wound, but I'd take
pleasure in whooping your ass.

Try me.

I kind of feel like I need to beat on
something right now.

Billy, come on, man. These are FBI
agents.

It don't matter to me if they fucking
poke John Paul.

Vaughn, I got this. Are you Catholic?

What?

Well, Pope John Paul is not the pope
anymore.

He's like two popes back.

And he's dead.

He was canonized in very short order,
which you probably know if you were

Catholic, although I'm not sure because
you're neither very smart nor observant.

But you're probably not because, and
this is a generalization, so forgive me,

but I find that close -minded,
hillbilly, redneck motherfuckers like

tend to proclaim some radicalized,
Protestant strand of Christianity.

But you know, If there is a God,

you should tread very, very lightly.

Okay, Bon, let's go. What the hell did
you just say? You hard -of -hearing

asshole. Bon, drop it. Let's get out of
here. That's right, you little poofy.

Hide behind the woman in big words of
yours. You ain't gonna last long around

here. Jesus, Billy. I got an idea.

Why don't you rear back and hit me as
hard as you can, and we'll see where we

get from there.

Come on, do it. Hit me.

Hit me!

That's enough, Billy.

Let him go.

Look, agent, he's sorry. He's just got a
big mouth, okay? I said let him go.

Do what he says, Lucas.

He's a federal agent.

I'll at least want to take this outside.

You hear me?

My pleasure.

Evening, Ray.

Sir.

I appreciate you stopping by like this
on such short notice to talk to me.

Yes, sir.

I'll get you a nice cold glass of
lemonade.

When you're made it fresh this evening.

If you want, I could spice it up for you
with a little bourbon.

No, thanks.

Myron.

Ray, my grandson, he's going to be
starting a quarterback this year for

I heard. I'm damn proud of him. I mean,
he's worked long and hard for this

opportunity.

I mean, of course, I could have
interceded on his behalf and gotten him

center a couple years early, his junior,
maybe even his sophomore year.

I figured it'd be better for him as a
man if he earned that opportunity

just like everybody else does under
their own fruition.

And he did, by God.

But, of course, as a result of that
decision, you know, he has only this

his senior year, to either make it or
see his hopes and dreams shattered

and broken right before his eyes.

Are you following me on this, Ray?

Yeah.

I follow.

You see, I'm not going to let anyone mar
his chances to prove himself at an

elite level to the scouts for college or
even the pros for that matter.

You see, I'll stop with nothing to
protect my grandson.

will not let any obstacles or
distractions get in his way.

Not even this little distasteful matter
that's come to our fair town.

Cammy. Exactly.

U .S. Congress.

Or the FBI.

I ain't gonna let none of them fuck with
my golden boy.

And he been loyal, right?

On this matter, I am going to require a
level of loyalty that you may find

somewhat uncomfortable.

Are you prepared for that?

I hope so.

Now, this girl, do you know how she came
to be in possession of our product?

I do not think she bought it.

I can do that.

Shut up.

Don't tell me if you're responsible.

Well, he could have left when I said,
but... But by that stage, he threatened

rip his balls off, so what were we gonna
do?

I was just showing him I wasn't
intimidated.

Great.

But you didn't have to escalate the
situation, you know? No. No, I didn't,

it made me feel... Get the fuck off with
that.

Dance?

Vaughn, you're still bleeding.

Just shut up.

Dance with me. Just dance.

What's wrong?

There's no music.

I mean... Oh, you need music?

You need me?

Right.

Are you sure there is?

Very loud.

There's always something that's in
there.

Fucking dance with me.

You know, I think a lot about, you know,
after everything happened.

We rented that cabin in the mountains.

We just kind of decompressed, you know.

Talked and drank coffee and wine. That's
that.

A lot.

Dancing naked on the porch.

It's like we were in some kind of
bubble.

You know, all this shit in the world
couldn't penetrate.

And... I felt real... Real peace.

Peace of mind, something. You know, the
situation with Jana was so...

Because of Jacob. Only because of Jacob.

And yet, despite all of that, there was
this relief.

And there was you.

And then what did we do?

We came back.

I can't do this anymore.

You know, it was so lovely.

But, you know, real life is dark and
complicated and

nobody and

nothing can fill that empty space inside
you

but you.

How can you say that? I... You know how.

So just lay me down.

I'm going to bed.

Got an early one.

I think you're not going to even talk to
me.

Hey. What?

Keep your voice down. The kids are
asleep.

You wake them up and make sure they go
back down again.

I'm dead tired, Trish.

Hi.

I know you got something to do.

It worries me.

Our babies only have one daddy, you
know.

Whatever I gotta do to make sure them
kids is taken care of.

I can promise you that.

Don't get yourself arrested or killed
doing it.

Do that for me.

If the desert didn't kill me, this town
sure as shit ain't.

Besides, I got real good life insurance.

Probably worth more dead than alive
anyway.

Shut up, Ray.

You're not indestructible.

Maybe I ain't.

But maybe... Maybe I am.

Hey.

Heard y 'all had a rough night last
night.

You might want to stay on this side of
the county line from here on out.

Better get started.

Hey, you want some coffee?

Sure.

you just can't find inside of the county
line.

I'm not sure I know what to make of you.

Hey, there's a guy from the Attorney
General's office in there.

U .S.

Attorney General.

Bryce?

Hello, Vaughn.

You look rough.

Vaughn. Yes, sir? What?

The congressman and the attorney general
are close. I'm just here to watch from

the sideline, make sure all the bases
are covered.

Two different sports.

What?

Sidelines, football.

Bases, baseball.

Good to see you, Vaughn. Oh, it's great
to see you too, Bryce. Really great.

All right, let's get started.

Ready? Since the other two vics were
essentially executed in a cold,

straightforward fashion, likely because
they witnessed... or were perceived.

To witness the King incident, I thought
that we should focus on our local girl.

First, the tox screen was positive for
meth, as we figured it would be, and

there were physiological signs she had
been using for quite a while.

The blow to the face, my guess, based on
the severity of the socket fracture and

the diameter of the bruising, is that
she was hit with something hard.

Metal. The butt of a handgun. A .45.

Not unlike the one you're wearing,
Deputy.

What does that mean?

Only that... Cammy's killer hit her with
a gun like the ones that each of you

are carrying and then shot her and the
other two vics with the same weapon.

There were no signs of sexual assault,
although she had had intercourse fairly

recently. Fluid? No, he obviously wore a
condom.

There's a surprise.

Why is that?

Ray, you want to stay, keep your mouth
shut.

I did, however, find some skin cells
under her fingernails. We are running a

profile now.

I also found evidence of sustained
trauma to Kami's buttocks. The

levels of bruising and redness and the
evidence of healing in places suggest

that these injuries were ongoing,
sustained over a couple of months, and

were probably inflicted with a long
wooden implement of some kind.

A paddle?

Yes, something just like that.

That's great work. Thanks, Jordy.

It's bad for everybody.

Bad, bad, bad.

Battle marks don't prove anything.

Except she got in trouble at school. A
lot.

There's more to it than that.

Okay, so we got the guy?

You still here?

No, we don't got the guy.

You're clearly still pissed.

I can see that, okay? Just so you know,
I've moved on.

Oh, you moved on. Yeah. Congratulations.

Moved on from what, exactly?

I lost custody of my kid.

What did you lose?

Jenna and I practically grew up
together, Vaughn.

You knew that. Oh, is that why you told
the court that I was a danger to him?

Because you and Jenna go back, you both
come from money?

Don't give me that D .C. elite cold
loyalty bullshit.

Okay, guys, can we do this another time?
You fucked up.

You fucked up.

Jenna was in the right. Do you still not
get that?

Hey, if you want to blame somebody,
Vaughn, you blame yourself. I do, every

Guys, we just got a 911 call I think
you're going to want to hear about.

God.

Welcome to small -town Mississippi,
where the sheriff's department is also

putting out the fires.

It's a miracle this place hasn't burned
to the fucking ground.

Now they sent me this asshat from the
Attorney General's office.

Out of all the people... It's like some
kind of thick joke. Let's keep it

together, okay? Let's get through this
and get back home. Then maybe... Maybe

what? What, things will change?

Yeah, maybe they will.

Maybe... I will.

Maybe I'm ready.

You changed your mind? That's last
night.

Yeah, or because of last night.

Get in the fucking car.

I just went to the pickup bag. I
couldn't have been gone up to a minute.

He's somebody who's pretty closely
connected to the scene here.

The meth scene, eh?

Everything is wrong with this town
scene.

What does the girl know?

Damn it, if I know.

He's in the back.

Wait here.

What about Willie Joe?

What about him? I mean, shouldn't we be
over there? We will be in a minute.

Do all these majoras come with that
little dollop of cream on the end?

Deputy Everett.

You fellas will excuse me. I got a
little legal matter to attend.

Kept one of these final doors, Ray.

Just had them flown in from Honduras
this morning.

No, thanks.

Suit yourself.

Sit down.

We got a lot going on, so if we could
just speed this along.

So then you don't want your money, then?

Yes, I do.

Then you be polite and you sit your ass
down, Raymond.

What the fuck?

You been fucking my grandson's
girlfriend?

The dead one?

Or shall I say the prematurely deceased
underage one?

How'd you find out?

Little Blackbird told me.

Or told Myron, actually.

Willie Joe.

Now, Myron, he's a little scarier than
you. Don't take it personal.

killed willie joe you motherfuckers no i
wouldn't say that at all that did not

happen god damn it i was just over there
john didn't want same math we found

on cammy i'm sure what's the verdict
jordy well i think technically we can

this an overdose except he has a couple
broken ribs and a burn maybe from a

taser maybe he saw something he wasn't
supposed to see You got anything common

around here, Sheriff?

Well, we do have a little bit of a drug
issue here.

I'm not talking about the overdose.

You best be careful they don't try to
pin this on you.

Why the fuck did you kill Willie Joe?

You better be careful about your words
there, Raymond.

for fear that others might want to turn
that question around on you, such as why

did you go there and try to intimidate
him.

And now we've got to hear about this
illicit secret affair you were having

Cammy King.

I mean, this is scandalous, boy.

A lot of people had something going with
Cammy.

Yeah, but you're the only one I didn't
know about.

You've been deceitful, Ray.

Look, I'm sorry.

Does your wife know you're an adulterer?

I was afraid to tell you, but... You
leave my family out of this.

You were afraid?

You had every right to be.

Only you didn't help your situation any
by not telling me the whole truth.

Now, did I not tell you that I needed
your utmost loyalty in this matter,

I?

Yes, sir.

And did I not take him under my big old
wing and save you when you got back from

the desert in that nasty -ass condition
you were in?

What?

You didn't think that was doing the
Sheriff Bowman, did you?

Did you?

No, sir.

You are going to make this up to my
grandson and me, aren't you?

Yes, sir, I will.

Now, what... conclusions had the FBI
come to?

Have they found out about Principal
Markey's deviant sexual behavior yet?

You mean the pedal marks?

That's the least of it.

Rumor is there were videos.

I hadn't heard about that. Yeah, well,
now you have.

You see, this whole damn thing is an
embarrassment to me.

And this is what you're gonna do, Ray.

You're gonna take Principal Markey for a
ride on down to the holler, and you're

gonna leave him there.

No. That's where I draw the line.

You want something like that done, you
get Myron to do it. Uh -uh. Myron is

busy. Not too busy to kill Willie Joe.
Myron did not kill Willie Joe.

And you would be doing yourself and your
family a great service if you never

uttered those words or you implied them
again.

Understood?

Consider this your penance.

Principal Markey's life, but the life of
one of your children. You don't kill

children. I do what I have to do, no
more, no less, period.

Are you angry, Ray?

So am I.

I'm angry and I'm scared.

See, I'm afraid my grandson may have
killed that girl, filthy, strumpet slut

that she was, but I am not going to
allow that misstep to ruin his life.

That boy's got a bright light of a
future ahead of him and not even the

federal government is gonna dim that
light.

Now you pick up that gun and you do what
you're told.

Don't forget your money.

You earned it.

You make it look like a suicide.

But first, we're going to need a
confession.

I don't video, written, whatever comes
easy.

And one more thing.

Are you sure you want to have one of
these Madoras?

They really are quite nice.

They are black, bold, and delicious.

Now get the hell out of my sight.

If the girl knows anything, she's not
talking.

I'm starting to get the sense the
sheriff's department knows something

not telling us.

We still need to talk to Cammie's
parents.

Cahill.

This is Agent DeSoto.

Yes, sir, making progress.

Oh, well, that's... That's not exactly
how it happened.

Jolene? Hey!

Hey, don't do anything stupid, Jolene.

Everything's okay, really.

We're just here to figure out what
happened to your boyfriend.

Now, I can see you cared about him.

Can you help us?

He had a drug problem.

Seems pretty common around here.

Who beat him up?

I'm in charge.

Not him.

Hey. Jolene. Shut up, deputy. Who beat
him up, Jolene?

I don't know. I think you do know
Jolene.

And if you don't tell me right now, I'm
going to haul your ass in for

obstructing justice.

Do you understand that?

Do you understand what that means? Ray,
help me. Hey.

Ray.

Why don't you take your best shot, city
boy, but I'm going to warn you.

I'm going to be a little more to handle
that drunk son of a bitch you beat up in

the bar last night.

This place stinks to high hell, and your
ass is sitting on top of the dung heap,

am I right?

No, sir, you are not.

You don't know shit about this town, and
you damn sure don't know fuck about me.

What is it you don't want her to tell
me? Ray.

Ray! What is it, Ray? Ray! Hey!

Vaughn, can I talk to you?

Cahill's not happy.

Ray.

Hey.

Hey, I'm right here.

We're on a very short leash here, okay?
There's a bright hot light shining down

on the bureau and Cahill's feeling it.

He's threatening to pull, or worse. So
let's get this done, okay?

You mean he's threatening to pull me,
not us, right?

Yeah.

So you want to sit on this or go talk to
the parents?

Did Cammy ever talk about her personal
life with you, her social or romantic

relationships?

You judge her, don't you?

I can see it in your eyes.

It's not my job to judge Mrs. King, just
to find out who's to blame.

Who's to blame?

None of us are blameless.

Amen.

Jesus. Did you blaspheme in my home?

With my daughter's body not yet in the
ground.

You are a godless man.

I see no salvation for you.

You and me both.

Ma 'am, did Cammy ever talk about
Principal Markey?

Or maybe Tad Dodson?

Agents, I respect your position.

But is it entirely necessary to do this
now? Godless.

You made your point, ma 'am.

But I'm actually here to find out who
killed your daughter, whether or not you

want to condemn me to eternal damnation,
okay?

You think I'm slow because I believe in
the Lord and take his way?

Because I find comfort in knowing that
my daughter only rests in Abraham's

because flesh was pierced and blood was
shed at Calvary?

Mrs. King, were you aware of Cammie's
drug problem?

Vaughn. What?

It's not a secret, not anymore.

Get out of my house.

She is now. You should have seen her
when they first brought her to me.

What do I owe this honor?

I went and got greedy.

I think it's gonna cost me. Cost you
what?

Guess.

Guess I thought I owed something more
than a paltry living because I thought

That my family deserved something
better.

But I can't seem to see the reason in
most anything now.

Because you fought.

So did I, so did your granddaddy.

That's what poor folks do.

We do things that other people can't or
won't.

Don't make us better.

What don't?

Firing a gun?

Killing a man?

Most folks wouldn't get in a pen with an
800 -pound animal that... that could

kill them with the flick of his head or
the stomp of his foot.

A lot of folks think I'm stupid.

There's all the broke bones I got and
concussions.

Well, that's the beauty in it.

Because there's a need, a hole that got
to be filled.

And that's a choice I make.

Accept that risk, danger, or other
people won't.

You're a strong -arm man, Ray. That's
what you do.

I can't blame you for using what little
talent you got to make a better life for

your family.

You don't know what I'm stooped to.

I know John Dawson is a bad man.

I put my family at risk.

There are things you can do to... change
that, ain't there?

I don't know.

There better be.

Those kids deserve better than you.

You deserve better than me.

But I did raise you to make your own
choices.

What do you say we grab a couple of
those horses and go for a nice long ride

like we used to when we was a kid?

I sure wish I could.

But I didn't.

So I know this is off topic.

When you said... When you said you might
be ready...

There are a lot of

variables involved.

Variables like...

Please, okay? We're not really going to
buy a fucking cabin in the mountains and

run a souvenir shop, are we?

Why not?

We can.

Hello.

Really?

Yeah. All right, we'll be right there.

What? We've got to get back.

This just showed up.

With a note from Cammy's friend.

Well, Cammy wasn't ever the best dude,
but apparently she had an arrangement

whereby she could pass her classes.

And insurance, should he fail to make
good on that arrangement. Yeah, but do

even know that this note was written by
Cammy?

If I had a handwriting sample, I could
make a good guess. Well, that should be

easy enough to get.

So we've got the guy. What are we
waiting for?

Still doesn't mean he killed her. I
mean, it's obvious.

No, the only thing that's obvious is
you, Bryce.

Why don't you take a step back? We got
this, okay? Okay, forgive me if I have

some concerns about your ability to look
at matters with a clear head.

What do you want to do? Bring him in.

It's way too easy. I am not asking,
Vaughn.

Look, we're not just talking about the
death of your little trailer park girl

here. Remember?

We're talking about the death of a
congressman's daughter.

Do you honestly think that I make a
distinction between the two? You

Look, Bryce.

Why don't we play this out for another
24 hours and see where we are?

There is a football game tonight.

Yeah.

I want to talk to that quarterback
again.

I'm going with you. Oh, great.

I think Mr. John is funny looking.

He's a little funny looking, but you
know, we all get a little funny looking

when we get older.

What's going on, Ray?

I think I'm going to let you take it
from here, okay?

Mr. John asked me to tell you everything
is set up for you.

If you ever get that

close to my children again, I will end
you.

You understand me?

Everything is set up for you.

Hey, baby girl.

Hey, Daddy.

You okay?

All right.

All right, what the hell is going on
here?

Mr. Dawson, please.

The agent just had a few more questions
for Dad.

He asked what I heard.

Good news travels fast around here.

I know you're aware of this.

And my grandson is but a mere child.

Now, he is entitled to counsel if he's
going to be interrogated. Mr. Dawson,

your grandson is 18, and he waived his
right to counsel.

Well, how very noble of him.

Look, we just want to eliminate him as a
suspect.

We're just going to take a DNA sample.
No, no, no, no, sir. As his attorney, I

will not allow that.

Oh.

Oh, so you're his attorney now?

I thought you were just his grandfather.
On this matter, I will act as both,

sir. John Dawson, yes?

Vice McDaniel?

Bryce McDaniel, Attorney General's
office. I think we have some mutual

Well, lie to die.

For your sake, I hope that's true, sir.

Pardon me?

I'm just joshing with you, buddy.

That's the elbow tie you got on,
especially like that little clip.

If y 'all'll excuse me, but we're gone.
I need to talk to you in private.

Yeah, of course.

Dad, you mind the coach?

Hey.

Hey, where are you taking him? What the
fuck is going on here?

Big John runs this town.

Joke is that when he dies, he needs to
be fit to will it back to the people.

I'm sorry, what?

Gonna fix this, right, Ray?

If I can.

No, you're gonna fix it.

That man was in our kitchen with our
baby.

I know.

I let a lot slide.

I know you've had other women.

I don't even know what you're doing half
the time.

But you've always provided.

You've been a decent father.

We are all in this mess now.

But you put us there.

Sure did.

Sure did.

I sent that congressman's daughter down
to the holla.

What?

Met him at Rainer's gas station.

He's looking for somewhere to bed down
for the night.

Might get out or something.

Thought her and her pussy boyfriend
should make the acquaintance of our

wildlife.

Hell, I didn't know who they was. I was
just... being an asshole.

Maybe... Maybe they reminded me of us.

And that place.

This town was different.

I don't know why I did it.

Don't care neither.

Ray.

Saw Cammie King that night, too.

Believe that.

She sucked my cock.

Something you don't ever do no more.

Son of a bitch!

God damn it, woman!

God, Ray, did you kill them kids? Hell
no.

Well, then you better get your shit
together and fix this.

And you better pray that me and your
babies are still here after you do.

This is completely unacceptable.

With all due respect, Sheriff, you are
not in charge of this investigation.

Look, I am looking out for all of you
here, for all parties involved.

What the hell does that mean?

What's the problem?

We have enough for a warrant for the
principal. Isn't that clear enough? Are

that dense, Bryce? You don't see what's
happening here? Jesus Christ, Sarah.

Seriously, if the kid's not guilty, why
is the DNA sample a problem?

of Vice, Agent Killinger.

I'm mad enough to admit mine.

But I think we both revel in the notion
that it is our vices that will lead to

our ultimate destruction.

But do you know when a vice becomes a
sin?

When a man of vice raises his hands
against a weaker, undeserving party.

I want you to think about that.

I want you to think about that real
well.

Hey, Jenna.

Jenna, where's Jacob?

John is just making sure that everything
is up to snuff, that's all.

Oh, excuse me.

What? We are the FBI.

You know, I don't think that means as
much as you think down here.

What the fuck is that?

The charges were dropped. We're not here
to talk about Agent Killinger's

personal life. This is about finding out
what happened to three innocent kids.

But you were put on probation for your
actions, is that correct? We have no

further comments at this time. We have
no further comments at this

time.

Who represented Agent Killinger's wife
in the legal proceedings that followed

the incident?

We have no further comment at this time.

Smile,

watch the sun go down.

Smile, watch the sun go down.

The sun is burning, someone else's town.
So won't you smile, watch the sun

go down.

Smile, watch the sun go down.

Smile, watch the sun roll down.

The sun is burning, someone else's town.
This is ground to want to smile,

watch the sun roll down.

I'm trying to talk to my partner here,
okay?

And I'm not in the mood for any
bullshit.

Why don't you step outside so we can
talk in private?

Fucker.

Okay, here it is.

Fuck off.

Fuck off.

Fuck off.

What are you doing? You think this will
make it better? It's not. You're fucking

up again.

That's what I do, you know.

Falling fucks up again and again and
again.

I tell you, by the time I was on
maneuvers...

And it doesn't matter.

Here it is.

No slash.

Big Daddy Dawson. What, the killer?

Fucking puppet master.

And the principal quarterback.

Everett Scumbag Summit.

Does it even matter? Any of it?

Does it even fucking matter?

Fuck it.

Vaughn, nothing can change what
happened, okay? You can drink yourself

fucking oblivion, it'll still be there.

Will I get to see my son again?

Vaughn. Like, maybe... Maybe, like...

My time occasional custody?

Probably in time, yeah.

Fuck off.

Fuck yourself.

Fuck off.

Janet's never going to let that happen.
She's never going to let me off the

hook. You don't know that.

Don't tell me what I fucking know, okay?

I know what I fucking know, okay?

Calm down, all right? Don't. Calm down
and listen to me. Don't.

Don't!

I'm not her.

I'm not her. I will kick your ass for
real.

Fuck. Stop feeling sorry for yourself,
Vaughn.

Hey.

Um, I know y 'all are going through some
stuff, but I think my boyfriend's about

to do something real stupid.

Tonight, we gather to celebrate our
bright young athlete on the one hand,

the other...

we come together to mourn the loss of
one of our own,

Cammie King.

Cammie was many things to many people,
but most of all, she was loved, and

she will be sorely missed.

Brother Hedgepath will say a prayer for
Cammie and the other young

people lost in Wednesday night's
senseless act.

Please bow your heads and let us pray
for God's mercy.

We oftentimes do not understand why
things happen as they do, Lord.

But your wisdom, your infinite wisdom,
is beyond the scope of our meager

understanding. Your word tells us...
Sir?

Ray needs to speak with you. He says
it's urgent.

Son, we're in the middle of a prayer for
the dead.

There'd be no shame.

I'm sorry, sir, but Ray says your
grandson's welfare depends on you

him right now.

He'll be all right, darling.

Oh?

Now I miss him.

Into our city, into our streets, we pray
for your guidance.

And we thank you for giving us the
ability to love one another as

we love ourselves.

In the precious name of Jesus, amen.

Everett the deputy?

Yeah.

He's always rucking Lucas in on
something.

Most of the time it ain't good.

Jordy, what do you got?

DNA's back.

You best make this quick. I do not miss
kickoff.

Brady, you don't miss it tonight.

Get out of your goddamn mind.

Get in the truck. I'm not getting in any
damn truck. You sure about this, Ray?

Get out of here, Lincoln. Don't you go
anywhere, son.

Get the fuck out of here. You better
stop this madness, Ray.

I said get in the fucking truck.

as you figure out what to do.

I need you.

I'd fucking kill you if I didn't love
you so much.

Get to the hall.

Get the sheriff to meet us there.

What, did he confess?

DNA had him dead to rights.

Deputy from Jackson County, Kentucky.

Well, former.

He got pinched on a molestation charge,
got fired, of course, and did three

years. Then he started driving a truck.

What else is a registered sex offender
to do?

People don't change, do they?

He's just passing through, looking to
score some crystal on a hooker.

And he found a feisty one.

She wasn't a hooker.

Really? Really.

Killed her and the others with a county
issue 45.

But they didn't make him give it back?

Oh, that's smart.

Hey.

Are we almost there?

I'm going to be sick.

I think I'm going to be sick.

Lovely.

Great.

Get out of the truck, you fat prick.

You're not too bright, are you, Ray?

I ain't.

Raina.

I wonder how my grandson's doing.

Raina's hell on the passenger.

Walk.

Sure you thought this through?

Tell me you ain't gonna get away with
it.

Why not?

You always do.

But you're a long damn way from me,
Lane.

Maybe I'll give you a confession.

Maybe it'll look like a suicide.

Whatever happens to me, you will never
threaten my family again.

You're a coward and a fool.

Move along, you son of a bitch.

There's things I can do for you and your
kin if you just stop this bullshit.

Shut up.

Better think about your kids, Ray.

It's what I am thinking about.

Be ashamed of them growing up without a
daddy.

Motherfucker!

Thank God you're here or he's going to
kill me. Shut up.

Both of you, put your hands up right
fucking now.

Deputy,

put the gun down.

No!

No! as long as he draws breath.

Put the gun down or I will put you down.
Sir, back off, y 'all.

I mean to do what I come to do. Sir,
back off. He means it. Put the gun down,

deputy. Sarah.

Come on, I got this.

God damn it, woman, shoot.

Okay?

Hey,

Jordy!

Jordy, get me an ambulance right fucking
now!

Hurry, okay?

Hey, baby.

I am so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

No more sorry.

What do you think you're doing?

Move away from the car right fucking
now!

Yes, sir.

Hold on.

My God, what an unholy mess.

Y 'all think that you could maybe get on
that radio and...

Get somebody out here to give me a ride
back this stadium so I could see my

grandson playing

No,

he

did Your grandson didn't do

it

Maybe you should try talking to him
sometime.

Were you in the desert?

Me too.

Yeah.

Oh, hey.

You getting some candy?

Still slow?

Still slow.

I kind of like it that way.

You nervous yet?

No.

Really?

Maybe a little.

So you sure you want to pick him up in
the patrol car?

Absolutely.

What time does this flight get in again?

Turn the light bar on.

I didn't come from no money.

No diamonds on the floor, nothing to
shoot.

I can clean hell from my townhouse.

Make enough Greek bank dollars to do.

I can keep...

Thank you.