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Hey, Lee.

Fire!

What the hell is this?

Well, it's a cookout.

You never been to a cookout before?

Well, it's-it's really wonderful to
see our tax dollars going to good use.

What am I doing here?

Well, it turns out cops
are the best witnesses.

And you're a lying
journalist, so that's why.

Hey, you know,

I don't know why, but it turns out
people end up in all manner of accidents

in Oklahoma.

Bottom of Wells, hog
pens. And here you…

You walk around like you're invincible.

Yeah, and you run around
like you're a hell of a swell fella,

but I see you.

You're sniffing at the wrong hole.

I'm sniffing at the right hole, and it stinks.

Fuck. Goddamn, Donald.

That was for Betty Jo.

Shit.

Fuck.

Hey, here. Here.

Thanks.

- Lee.
- Shi…

You just don't know when
you're getting played, do you?

No, I'm sure Betty Jo spun some yarn

about me and loyalty, commitment.

What else did she tell you?

- Well, she did tell me one thing.
- Yeah?

You know what, it was private.

It's kinda like pillow talk, you know?

You're funny. Yeah. You are.

Shit.

Fire!

Lee, it's gone too far.

I'm gonna ask you somethin'…

Real honest.

I want you just to leave us alone.

Well, I want to know who
murdered your brother,

and frankly, I find it a little disconcerting

that you don't want the same thing.

You don't know me.

And you didn't know my brother.

I'm gonna give this to you one time.

Dale wasn't killed.

He was being manipulated by someone.

He met someone, an Indian.

I don't know. I don't know the man.

He's a hustler.

Street artist. Gaybo for sure.

He got close to Dale.

Now, I don't know the nature of the
whatever, and I don't wanna know,

but this man drove Dale to kill himself.

Okay, so a street artist talked
your brother into killing himself.

- That's what you're saying?
- No, no.

What I'm saying is, he
put ideas in Dale's head.

- You ever meet this guy?
- No, I don't entertain street people.

That's not my demographic.

… what did he say to Dale exactly?

- What did he...
- Lee, Lee, it's over.

All right?

Dale is dead. You've
exhausted every angle here.

All right.

There's hot dogs.

- You get a name of the guy?
- I mean it, Lee.

Get a hot dog.

Are you kidding me? I live,
like, seven blocks from here.

I don't care. Catch
an Uber, motherfucker.

We got a cookout to get back to.

Cookout, baby. We got fucking
all-beef Franks waiting for us.

- Get the fuck out.
- Get your ass outta here, man.

Fucking clowns.

Hey, you know what? Hold
on, man, hold on. My bad.

Come on back in, man. Get back in.

You hungry? Buy some cat food, pussy.

- Bye, bitch.
- Fuck you!

- Fuck, Samantha, Jesus.
- Whoa! Okay. Put the fucking bat down.

- I could've…
- sorry, sorry, I still have a key.

What are you… are you
all right? Is Francis all right?

Yeah, Fran is fine.

Fran's fine.

So, what's going on? What
are you… w-why are you here?

Well, I'm just, looking for borges.

You…

You come here in the middle of the
night after hours looking for a book?

There it is.

Right, just put it on my tab.

No, no, no. What's going on?

Where's Johnny rockets?

I don't wanna talk about it.

What? He break up with you?

Classic Sam.

Don't fuckin' say that.

I'm sorry.

What happened?

I called it off.

The wedding?

- Are you drunk? You're drunk.
- No, I had a couple.

- You're… my…
- maybe three.

I had three.

Three?

Don't get any fucking ideas, okay?

But…

You wanna join me?

Phases and stages?

- No. No merle. Come on.
- All right.

- Yes, obviously.
- All right.

Okay, okay.

Do you remember when she got the
word "morning" confused with "springtime"?

So she'd come and say,
"wake up, daddy, it's springtime."

I miss those days.

I miss that age.

Whoa.

I gotta go to the bathroom.

We can't do that. That
can't happen again.

I need to lie down.

- Okay.
- I'm spinning.

Hey, I got you. Come here. Come on.

I broke up with Johnny.

Yeah.

Well, you know, if
something's not right, it…

It's not right.

I fucked up.

Yeah?

Yeah, I gotta make it right.

Welcome to sunyata.

How long will you be staying with us?

Jesus, I don't know.

And what brought you to sunyata today?

I'm on the run.

Man's trying to kill me.

Do you have cable?

No screens.

Hey.

This isn't a cult, is it?

Well, if bettering yourself
is a cult, then we are guilty.

Fuck. All right. Okay.

So I talked to Sam.

- Yeah, how'd that go?
- She came right through here.

You know, from the door
that leads to the stairs,

that leads to your apartment.

Nothing happened, okay?

In fact, the opposite of
something happening happened.

So don't get any ideas.

- I judge not.
- Yeah, that's why you're here.

I heard she's getting married.

- Where'd you hear that from?
- Francis.

Fuck. How'd she feel about it?

Lee, you should ask her.

How do you feel?

How do I feel? I don't know,
you know what I mean?

We're not together, so
what are you gonna do?

I mean, she's happy. I
mean, he seems cool.

I mean, if not cool
exactly, he seems okay.

Damn it.

What are you looking for?

Right here. This.

Can you read this?

Looks like "chutto."

Chutto?

- That's the guy who draws people downtown.
- That's right.

That's the guy I'm looking for.

- You know him?
- No.

Thanks for the help.

So, if you were an artist,
where would you go?

I am an artist and a poet.
What do you mean, "if"?

All right. Theoretically, you're an artist.

Theoretically? That's the most
fucked-up shit you've ever said to me.

- My god.
- I'm supposed to work on my art

while I'm in the store? I work
on my stuff in my spare time.

I just mean, if you were a street artist

who was drawing people for pocket
change, where could I find you?

I don't know.

Come on, come on, seriously,
where would you go to sell your stuff?

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

- The Indian store. Easy.
- Right, okay.

- Bingo. Let's go.
- What?

No, not with all that, "if
you were an artist" stuff.

- Look, I'm sorry, but I can't go alone.
- Lee, it's a store.

I know, but I'm a white
dude, so it's not cool.

White people are allowed
at the Indian store, dork.

I know, but I don't wanna
be one of those white guys

who's, you know, trying to
collect feathers to look tough, right?

Take Henry.

Time and a half.

Thank you.

What's up your ass?

You're quiet.

Why didn't you answer
any of my calls yesterday?

I had some personal stuff to take care of.

Yeah, well, if you're
serious about wanting to be

head of my security, you gotta prioritize.

You gotta be available.

I needed you yesterday.

Look, I just started.

There's gonna be some bumps.

You know that hack
journalist I had you follow?

I had a problem with him.

What'd he do?

Nothin'.

He's just prying, is all. He's prying.

I had some friends on the force
take care of it, so don't worry.

Look, it won't happen again.

You can count on me.

I do count on you.

- All right. Thank you.
- Thank you.

Stvnko.

Let me know if you need any help.

Thanks.

All right, go. Go talk to him.

- What?
- Come on, you know, just…

It'll be cooler coming from you.

You literally have three
Indians working for you right now.

Just chat him up. Do your thing.

My friend is looking for somebody.

Okay.

Well, who are we looking for?

Hi. My name's Lee.

Well, hello, Lee. Nice to
make your acquaintance.

- I'm mekko.
- Hey, mekko.

So get this, right? I'm…

I'm looking for this
artist. He's a native dude.

He's like a street artist.

Okay. What, like graffiti?

I… no, I don't know. Not really, no.

- I mean, he does portraits more, right?
- He draws people for money.

- Yeah, that's it.
- You mean bucket.

- Bucket?
- Yes, bucket.

He does charcoals. Sells them to people.

- All right, could that be chutto?
- I mean…

I mean, that's his real name.

But we call him bucket.

Yeah, you know, we's like the mafia.

I can give you a nickname.

No, no, no, I'm good.

Okay. Well, we do have a few
of his pieces right back there.

Shit, that's the guy.

There he is.

Yeah, see, he drew a photo of my auntie.

Wow, really? Well, I… …was
hoping to talk to this guy.

I mean, you might check the center.

- The center?
- Yeah, the Indian center.

He sometimes hangs out there.

Matter of fact, they're having a hand game
and an Indian taco sale there today.

- All right.
- It's singing, gambling.

He might be there.

Okay, but singing and
stuff, is that like formal?

I mean, do I look all right?

He could use a ribbon
shirt though, right?

No, I don't need a ribbon…
what is a ribbon shirt?

You know, I think I
got some secondhand.

It'll fit you just right.

Really?

I look like Davy Crockett
fucked Steven seagal.

- It's perfect.
- No, you look like Wednesday Addams.

What do you know?

You're white. You should dress up a little.

- It's respectful.
- Yeah.

And, listen.

- Don't go asking a bunch of questions.
- What you…

White people are always
asking a bunch of questions.

How do I ask a question
without asking a question?

By not asking a question.

How do I say, "where
am I looking for this dude?"

By saying, "I am looking for this dude."

Okay.

I like your coat.

Thanks.

You should've gave him your coat.

It's an old Indian thing.

If someone says they like
something, you should give it to them.

- That's ridiculous.
- He's an elder, yeah.

- Okay.
- I smell that fry bread.

Let's come back when this is over.

- Hey.
- Here you go, custer.

He called me custer.

- I mean, that's not fair.
- Come on, we can eat.

Shit.

I thought this was one
of those megachurches.

Looks like the service is over.

You don't have a number for this guy?

Yeah. The pastor's
been calling me nonstop.

These meet and greets
are a pain in the ass,

but you know, every vote counts.

Future governor washberg.

You're a little late.

Have we met?

Pastor Mark sternwick.

It's an honor to have you
out here to our little sanctuary.

Yeah, well, anything for
the good folks of, one well.

This is Marty brunner.

He's my head of
security and a good friend.

Can I show you around a bit?

I'd love to tell you about
what we're doing out here.

- Sure.
- You have three more stops today, Donald.

It's all right. We came all this way.

Sure, I'd like to see the place.

I'm sure the good Christian folks here
at one well will get me back in one piece.

Sure will. Right this way.

Step into my chariot.

All right.

Here you go.

Ready?

- I'm ready.
- Let's go.

Hey, you know, I got a question.

I don't have a question,
I have a statement

in the form of a question,

or vice versa?

I really like that coat.

- Yeah? Yeah.
- Pretty keen.

You know what, why
don't you have this coat?

- What? I couldn't.
- Yeah.

No, you can, you can. You
take it. It's a fair trade, you know?

God dang, that looks…
that looks expensive.

Yeah. Yeah, well, actually, I
came into some money recently,

so it's no big deal.

So, what's your statement?

Okay. So, there is an artist.

His name is chutto.

I'm looking for him.

I don't know him.

Okay, you wanna go?

What? No, we have to
stay and talk to people.

No, I don't wanna talk to anybody.

- Then I'll talk to people.
- No, no, no, no, don't leave me.

- Yeah, I'm gonna leave you. Go on.
- Just…

- Deidra, don't leave me.
- Yeah.

You'll be okay.

Hey, custer. You should
really play some hand game.

See, I really don't like
the nickname custer.

No, it's easy.

Yeah, no, I don't… I don't…
wouldn't begin to know how.

It'd be a major disrespect if you
didn't play once you've been asked.

- You're up, custer.
- Come on, it's easy.

It's…

listen, my sister Margie, you
can't look her in the eye now

because if you look her in the eye,

she's gonna know which
way you're gonna go,

so tilt your head one way and
hopefully she'll go the opposite.

Yeah. Okay.

- He gonna explain the rules to you.
- Yeah, like this, look.

Like that with that hand,
like that from that hand,

like that in the center,
and like that on the outside.

- You got it? Good.
- You got this.

Hey, don't mess up.

Everyone's watching.

You're my boy, custer.

I just… I don't even…

Okay…

- Two!
- All right, I suck. Yeah, so…

Hey, you're all right.

- Go again? Go again?
- Go again. Go again. Yeah.

All right, thanks a lot. It's cool.

No, no, no, you're good. You're good.

- Try one more time. Last time.
- Custer's gonna go one more time.

You got this, custer.

Don't look her in the eye.

Hey!

All right, so I won, right?

You did. You won.

- Thank you, thank you, thank you.
- Yeah, right this way.

We got you two ice cream
cones there for participation.

- All right, thanks.
- All right.

- Wow.
- You look lovely.

- Have a nice day.
- You too.

- Lee.
- What?

- Hey.
- I got it.

Yeah, I know, but you see,

- I missed the first couple times…
- come here.

…but then I nailed it on the third time.

- I need you to listen. I got it.
- You got what? Chutto?

- I know where he stays and his last name.
- All right. Where does he stay?

He lives at the whispering
pines with his grandpa.

- You're good.
- Potato incoming.

Nice catch.

All right. You ready?

I'm not going.

You know…

Howdy.

Chutto?

Yeah. I'm-I'm looking for chutto.

I'm a friend of his. Well, I'm
a friend of a friend, actually.

I made a pot for us.

Okay, can I…

Thanks.

… hey. Let me…

Yeah, I got that, I got
that. I got that. Thank you.

- Well…
- your usual?

Sure, yeah.

Ooh.

I like that.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Well, don't just stand there like
another spare prick at the fair.

- Sit down, sit down.
- All right, all right.

So…

Is chutto here?

Chutto?

Did chutto come with you?

No, no, no, I'm… I'm looking for him.

Why are you acting so weird, Dale?

Dale? No, I'm…

I saw your brother on the TV today.

He dyed his hair black.

He looks half nuts.

He's gonna screw up and…

Not get elected.

Miss.

- Yes?
- You have a visitor.

What is this place?

What are you doing here?

Some dude came to my show
and told me that you'd be here,

and then the cops dragged him out.

The cops got him?

Mom, what is going on?
Please be honest with me.

I brought you something.

And in the middle of all that,

your uncle and I are having problems.

I don't wanna hear about that.

You wanted honest.

I didn't think you wanted
to see me anymore.

You're my mom.

Of course I wanna see you.

Now that your dad's gone,
we're gonna have to stick together.

You're all I have.

You should get help.

At a real place, not this hippie shit.

I will. After this.

I promise.

I love you so much.

Looks like you…

- You got some hunters. You know 'em?
- Just some of my boys.

Okay.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Yeah, it sure is.

You recognize it?

No, I do not.

- Should I?
- Well, I hope so.

It's your land.

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess it is.

Well, you know, I never… I
never saw it from this side.

- It's gonna be ours.
- You're…

You're the buyer?

That's right.

We are excited.

Well, that's a mighty big
purchase for such a small church.

God has blessed us
with a great benefactor.

Seems like we both
have a friend at the 46.

- The 46?
- Well, you know what that is, right?

I was told that you attended a speech

given by frank Martin
at one of their luncheons.

Yes, yes, I did.

Yes. I don't know what that has
to do with the purchase of my land.

They don't. They do good work though.

Leveling the…

The playing field in Oklahoma.

The tribes, they still have power.

But Oklahoma has always been
run best when it's run by its people.

Well, you see, I…

I don't really know the details as such.

And I shouldn't because of
the politics and everything, but…

I'd like to know why you
brought me up here though.

We got big plans for this place.

We're building a homeland.

A community.

We've been very patient,

but I have promised my people
this deal is gonna get done soon.

In the world I live in,
when you make a promise,

boy, you better keep it.

I mean, your word is
really all that you have.

- I'm guessing frank put you up to this?
- I have a story about this land.

You know how we
got the name one well?

- The church?
- I do not.

Story as old as time.

Two men, land run.

They're fighting over the same claim.

One of them digs a well,
starts pulling sandstone

- for his chimney…
- I think I have heard this story.

Late one night, one of them…

Sneaks over and they fight.

They fight.

Like men do over land,

to the death.

And death came.

Both of them died.

One, a gut shot. The other one…

Beat to death with a hammer.

But that well still worked.

The neighbors came and filled
their buckets for many years.

Isn't that a nice story?

See, sometimes…

Violence…

Can bring good fortune.

You know a little about
that, don't you, Donald?

It's like my boys.

I don't know if you know what I
do, but I give men a second chance.

I give them a place with me.

A place where they can worship

and have purpose
other than the one the…

The world out there has offered them.

Well, I thought you were very nice.

You do a very good service.

Frank promised me that our past wouldn't
hurt our chances of buying your land.

I'm just here to see if that's true.

No.

I don't got a problem
selling my land to anyone.

Well, I better get you back.

Hey. Dale's back.

- Hi.
- You thought he had died.

Why are you telling people I'm dead?

We're just here ha-having a little talk.

You need to leave.

- Okay. All right.
- Okay.

I got two friends next door, gang
members, and they'll fuck you up.

Shut up. Nobody lives
next door. You know that.

What do you want?

Listen, man, I'm just trying to find
out what happened to Dale, all right?

You know, his brother said you might
have something to do with his death,

that you manipulated him.

- Manipulated him? I barely talked to him.
- Okay.

He hung out with
grandpa most of the time.

- Why is he hanging out with your grandpa?
- He just liked him.

Why are you here? What do you
want? Really, what do you want?

I'm not trying to fuck with
you or your grandfather.

I just happen to know for a fact that
Dale washberg did not commit suicide.

Why does it matter? He's dead.

What?

How would you feel if somebody
shot somebody that you loved?

All right? If the truth doesn't
matter, nothing matters, right?

Come on, just tell me how
you guys met. Just tell me that.

He asked me to draw him.

He paid good, so…

Okay. So he just appears out of
nowhere and asked you to draw him.

End of story.

No.

Tell me the story.

He'd been watching
the club downtown and...

- what club?
- The gay club.

Yeah, right.

He's parked outside.

I don't know, probably
trying to get the nerve to go in.

And I noticed him a few times
down there, and you know,

there's one night where he
wasn't watching the club anymore.

He was just…

looking at me.

I would draw, hang out with friends.

One night, we were smoking,
hanging out in between working…

Here you are.

- My god. I love it.
- Yeah, of course.

- We'll be back.
- Okay.

Then one night, he came up to me.

Hello there.

You're very good.-…

Thank you.

You want me to draw you?

Friend, I don't think you
wanna draw a ugly old cowboy.

Listen, it's just work.

I'll draw you if you pay, you know.

All right then. I'd like that.

Take a seat.

Will this do?

Yeah, that's perfect.

Okay. Try to… try to sit
still, please. There you go.

He liked the drawing.

Then he just kept coming back.

He'd bring me a cup of coffee
or just sit and watch me work.

I thought he was weird.

- And not like scary weird, but just…
- yeah.

I don't know. I kind of felt sorry for him.

Then he started…

Giving me rides back to grandpa's
and, yeah, they just hit it off, and…

Dale started coming by
when I wasn't even there.

What the hell do those
two have to talk about?

Just talked about the
way things used to be.

Grandpa, he… he lived on
a ranch when he was young.

All right.

And then?

- That's it.
- So you two, you guys never like…

- Did we fuck?
- Well, I mean…

- I wasn't gonna say that, but…
- no.

- No?
- No.

Okay.

He might've been into me, but…

He never said anything.
It was just coffee.

So…

Why does Donald washberg
think you're mixed up in this?

I mean, what's that about?

Probably because he
doesn't understand or…

I don't really know, and it
doesn't really matter, honestly.

It doesn't matter.

Why you lying to me?

- Are you free tomorrow?
- Yeah, man, I'm free.

- All right, come by at 7:00 A.M.
- why?

He's better in the mornings.

Okay, got it. Yeah, that's cool.

You want me to bring
some doughnuts or…

I mean, I'm so goddamn hot, I
can't even follow what he's saying.

I mean, I am sweating
my balls off out there.

He's threatening me.

How'd he threaten you?

His tone.

He had a very, very unpleasant tone.

This is why you have a
broker's commission, right?

So I don't have to deal with a
pain-in-the-ass buyer like this guy.

Remind me to call
frank when we get back.

- Frank?
- Yeah.

Frank Martin who owns akron.

Between us, he came
to me with a great deal.

It was almost too good
to be true, it turns out.

You ever meet a guy
out at akron named…

Allen Murphy?

No, no.

Mark!

Mark!

Where the fuck do you get
off calling Donald washberg?

You lured him out here?

Are you fucking nuts?

I've tried discussing it with you,
frank, but you've shown no urgency...

I talk to him. You talk to me.

Fair enough. You seem hot.
Let's take a walk, cool down.

You got a six. You start, grandpa.

So, what are we playing?

Wahoo.

- Wahoo?
- Yeah, my grandma was creek.

She played it all the time.

All right, cool. You
gonna show me the ropes?

You wanna get home
with all your marbles.

Yeah. That I do.

I-I lost a few.

He wants to hear about Dale, grandpa.

What about him?

He was a good man.

Yeah.

It's a shame they had to kill him.

Kill him?

Who killed him?

The demons got inside his head, and…

He couldn't take it, I guess.

Tell him about the land,
you know. Our land. Tell him…

Tell him what you told Dale.

I told him where the land came from.

- His land.
- What?

- Dale washberg's land?
- The whole family.

Old Nate washberg's first parcel.

But before that,

that was my grandpa's land.

So you mean i-Indian head
hills is your family's land?

My pa used to…

Used to harvest medicine on that land.

He told me the whole
story about how they lost it.

My pa was still a boy.

We can do this deal right here, right now.

What do you say?

All y'all want is land.

It makes you crazy.

We're done here.

And that's how my grandpa lost the land.

Lost everything.

Do you know who those
men were? The white men.

What?

No, no, no. Hey. Hey, it's okay.

Yeah. Hey, grandpa, it's okay.

Why don't you roll?

It's your turn, remember?

- I'll get it.
- I can get it.

You guys couldn't find
your asses with both hands.

Grandpa, it's…

I could have this framed,
and put it on the wall.

What is that?

It's Dale's will.

Could I look at it?

Thank you.

"I, Dale washberg…"

…being of sound mind,
and disposing memory

hereby declare this to be
my last will and testament.

"Revoking all previous wills
and codicils made by me."

I hereby relinquish my
share of the washberg parcel,

here referred to as Indian head hills.

Said 3200 acres

shall be bequeathed outright
free and clear of encumbrances,

to Arthur Williams and his
grandson chutto McIntosh.

You've just been sitting on this.

Dale wanted grandpa to hold onto it.

Yeah. He gave it to me outright,
told me to protect it for a while.

We knew this would
all just cause trouble too,

you know, white families
don't just give land back.

But you've got to get a lawyer, okay?

Do you have any idea how big this is?

- Do I realize? Do you realize...
- yes, just go down to the courthouse.

- Ask for a lawyer...
- yeah, yeah.

A street artist with a
record and a crazy old man

walk into a courthouse with the
handwritten will of Dale washberg.

- I don't even have an ID.
- Then let me make a copy of the will.

- I'll find a responsible lawyer.
- No, no, no.

- It's gonna stay here.
- What good is it gonna do anybody?

Dale was just some old cowboy
with a lot of guilt and a lot of money...

I get it. I get it.

But it's what Dale wanted.

It is.

It's what you wanted, isn't it, Dale?

To give this land back.

No.

No.

Hey, I think it's time you leave.

- Can I just make a copy...
- no.

All right.

I'm telling you, he threatened
me. It was not subtle.

What are you talking about?

He took me out to the stank hole.

Frank, stank hole. Frank,
I don't know what that is.

Now when you came to me,

and asked about using our
church as part of your plan,

I felt like it was an
opportunity for all of us.

That day, we made a covenant.

We didn't ask any questions.

We did our part. We put
our name on all the papers.

All we're asking for is the
land that we were promised.

Listen, trip, I think we
better get out of this.

Pastor Mark is
unhinged... no, no, no, no.

Frank, he just comes from
a different world, that's all.

He and his guys are good men, okay?

We need people like them.

We are at war in this country, frank.

A covenant is holy. It's a vow.

And when it gets broken,
there have to be consequences.

I don't make these rules.

They're eternal.

Too many mistakes
have been made already.

Our mutual friend
Allen. He made a big one.

Jimmy tells me he didn't go down
easy. Choked on his own blood.

I've known Allen for many years.

He was impulsive, but he was a brother.

If I'll do that to a brother,
just imagine what I'd do to you.

Listen to me, frank. You
gotta be real careful here.

I put up all the money, okay?
All you gotta do is close the deal.

Okay.

Figure out a way to make
everyone happy, goddamn it.

I'm glad we had this talk.

- Lee.
- Yeah, hey.

Are you okay? Pearl
said you got arrested.

Yeah, yeah, no, they
cut me loose. Listen.

Did Dale ever mention a
guy named chutto to you?

Chutto?

Yeah, yeah, he's a native street
artist. I think Dale was in love with him.

Well, he had a lot of crushes.

Yeah, but he never mentioned this guy?

Lee, part of the deal
was he did his own thing.

I'm not taking names and numbers.

Yeah. Okay, okay.

I just mean even in the big fight with
Donald, this guy chutto didn't come up?

I've never heard of this guy.

Okay. Well, listen to this, Dale
wrote this chutto into his will.

He's given him his
share of Indian head hills.

No, he wouldn't.

Yeah, he did. I saw it.

I've been out here all morning.

Whispering pines. It's
this native housing project.

Talking to old chutto
and his grandpa Arthur.

No, I just think Dale
wanted to do something nice

for these guys, you know?

Anyway, I gotta roll.

- Okay.
- All right. Bye.

Betty Jo?

I just heard something that
could be real important to you.

I'm listening.

- Security, bitch.
- Topflight. Topflight.