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Raylan:
Previously on justified...

It was already in the glass,
not in the jar.

Ibetyoute wondering why you
had to stay at Doyle's last night

and where your daddy is.

I decided to send him
down south for a few weeks,

handle some business for us.

I just find out
you two are responsible

for hijacking a shipment of oxy,

and I got to kill two morons
to keep your asses out of jail.

Cutter and elrod told me it
was you right before I killed them.

Do you know who
that bus belonged to?

The boys up in Frankfort.
That's right.

Now, you really want to stir
up that hornet's nest, huh?

I ain't afraid of Frankfort.

Well, what about if mama
found out? You afraid of mama?

I also got a call
from Dewey Crowe's lawyer.

Says Dewey knows about some
shit going down in Harlan

that might be worth our while.

What would you say
if somebody had a friend

who worked for
the armored-car company

who could provide engine
trouble four days running,

stalling deliveries so there would
be $80,000 cash at one time?

Then I'd say there's
still no way to get down

off this mountain
without getting caught.

What if there's a way
not only you not get caught,

but get treated like a hero?

All right, rise and shine!
Let's go, shit-wit!

Help! What's going on?

Blood test come back
positive for tb.

T... how in the hell
did I get tb?

Do I look like a doctor?

You got to go to the
infirmary for quarantine

till the tests
come back clear. Let's go!

Well, check my forehead.
That feel hot to you?

Guard: Open it up!

God damn it, Raylan!
I thought I was really sick.

Do you even know what tb is?

Well, all the masks
and shit, I thought

it was some kind of monkey
virus, like in that movie.

We pulled you out for quarantine

so we can talk without you
taking a shiv for it.

But if you'd prefer to talk
amongst your friends...

No, no, no, no.
No, I'm good. I'm good.

Then what's this about?

You got to get me
out of here, marshal.

I can't deal with
this kind of action.

Do you know what that is?

That's the world's
smallest man playing

my heart bleeds for you
on a tiny violin.

Now, why don't you tell me
why you dragged me down here?

I'll give you something good,
you think I can get early release?

Well, that depends.
If you're not full of shit...

Hand to god, marshal.

And if what you have to
give me is in any way useful.

Well, for one thing,
that town law fella

you had bring me in?
Doyle Bennett?

He's a dirty cop, Raylan. No!

Straight up.

Dewey, the way this works is,

you have to tell me
something I don't know.

And then we talk about you
getting into a halfway house.

Okay, fine.

That pretty boy molester that you all
are putting the federal boot heel to?

Jimmy Earl Dean.

Hates you like poison.

Yeah. So, when he
found out what I did,

you know, dressing up
with the hat and all,

well, we kind of
formed a bond over it.

What fruit did this touching
new relationship bear?

Well, he says
you don't know half of

what's going on down in Bennett.

He says if you did,
you'd eat that hat,

and he'd be the one
to feed it to you.

Dean was the muscle for
the Bennett weed trade?

He says no, that ain't all
he was doing down there.

He says that the bennetts
are up to something big.

Did he happen to mention
what that might be?

Well, not as such,

but he did let on it might
have something to do

with the daddy of that
girl he was sweet on.

"Sweet on"?

Is that why he tied up
the 14-year-old girl

and tossed her into
the trunk of his car?

Told me she could
pass as 16, easy.

Dewey. What?

The girl's daddy. What
does it have to do with him?

When he first
came by their house,

he told 'em
he was with the bank.

Bank? Did he elaborate?

Yeah, he did. He said, now, what'd
he say? He said he was with the bank,

and then he said... it's kind of
complicated. He's with the bank.

Did you get confused?

Do you understand
mortgages and shit? I don't.

Well, seems you're
not alone there.

Well, so, come on!
What do I get?

That's got to be
worth something.

If you want to get
into a halfway house,

you got to give me
more than that, Dewey.

Oh, come on, now.
Turn that frown around.

Hell, you give yourself a shave,

I'll bet you could pass for 16.

Hey, mama.

She ain't here.

What do you mean she ain't here?

I mean she ain't here.

Well, who's minding
the store, then?

What, you?

She said she had affairs to
attend to, be back after 4:00.

Mmm-hmm. And I guess she
just up and left you in charge.

I find that

very hard to believe.

Well, you're welcome
to look around for her

if it'll set your mind at ease.

You ain't got to get
mouthy with me, girl.

Mama ain't never
left me in charge.

Dickie neither.
And here you sit?

Well, it ain't as
glamorous as it looks.

Goodbye.

You're supposed to leave
money for stuff you take.

She told me to tell you that.

Well, you know what?

Now you can tell her
that you told me, can't you?

I appreciate the courtesy. Bye.

Raylan!

I just got a call that your
daddy violated his tether again.

Well, if they find him, they
can do with him as they see fit.

Hey, look what
the cat dragged in.

Hey. Who let you out of Harlan?

Well, they told me
to drop on by,

see how you big-time
federal police get it done.

Well, watch and learn, son.
Yeah.

Listen, I got a question. Shoot

what would it take
for you to let me have

marshal givens come
back down to Harlan,

do some more of that task-force
stuff we've been running?

Ordinarily, I would say, "only
if you promise to keep him."

But considering
the epic backlog of work

that he has,
I got to ask, what for?

Vveh, because
it seems like that oxy bus

is just sort of
the tip of the iceberg

as far as people trying to fill

the crowders' shoes down there.

And how exactly do you think
Raylan here would be useful to you?

Well, art, I've been
in Harlan 18 years.

People still look at me
like I'm some kind of yankee

come down there
to burn their crops.

But this guy...

I know my people.

Art: You're like
the hillbilly whisperer.

Put you on Oprah.

I'll get my coat.

You can catch me up
on the way down.

Just hold on, cochise.
Now, Tom, I hear you.

And I know that
Raylan here would probably

prefer being down there
running down this grudge,

but I actually kind of need him
here to do some marshal shit.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about whatever this
business is with the bennetts.

It is beyond the purview of
what I like to call your job.

Speaking of which, I stopped
by up at their place the other day.

Yeah. You stopped by
to do some dynamite fishing

and see what you could get
to Bob up to the surface.

On my own time.

Wearing your badge.

Anyway, I saw Loretta mccready.

Any sign of her daddy
since we checked on him?

You know, it's funny
you should mention mccready,

'cause I thought he popped
back up in town last week or so.

Somebody's been cashing
his state-benefit cheques.

But if you have a nice,
close look at these signatures,

they're a little inconsistent.

Are you thinking a forgery?

Kind
of a shaky hand, wouldn't you say?

Standards appear to be slipping.

Gentlemen, this is
really fascinating

and strangely heartbreaking, but I
just don't see what I get out of all this.

Mullen. No shit.

Hold on a minute.

Well, they found your daddy.

Where?

Somewhere between the third
and the fourth floor.

Here?

There. You happy now?

I don't know. Should I be?

Well, you won, didn't you?

Beat an old man down,
got your way.

He's been at the wild
Turkey on the way up,

so he's in a sulk.

Well, you violated your tether
range coming up here, Arlo.

Brought you your damn money, so
you can just cut this thing off my leg.

Well, math was
never my prime subject,

but this feels quite
a bit south of 20,000.

Six thousand, thereabouts.
All I got left. Take it or leave it.

I'll take it. And you can
take him to the cell.

What the hell?
It's something, ain't it?

He hasn't got any more, Raylan.

That's it.

I'm not running
a yard sale here, Helen.

Arlo, you owe what you owe.

So, what? I wasted my time,
then? Give me that money back.

You want to get out
of your obligation,

you give us the rest. Or maybe
you got $14,000 in information.

What we paid for
in the first place.

Well, what you looking for?

Looking for who might trade
in illegal papers,

stolen government draw checks
and such in Harlan.

Now, why would I know
anything about that?

I don't know. Harlan county, petty
bullshit crime, you. Call it a hunch.

What's the play look like?

Someone's been cashing a man's
cheques, and we don't think it's him.

Raylan?

This got anything to do
with mags Bennett?

I don't think so.

Can't help you.

Raylan: Why doesn't that
surprise me?

Ask me something else.

I don't give a shit
about "something else."

Oh, for god's sake!
Helen, you shut your mouth.

The hell I will. I want you
gone, and if this helps, good.

Raylan, there's only one man
in three counties

that'll give you anything like
a fair deal on draw cheques.

And that man would be?

Boning you in the ass.

Go ahead, woman. You
already yakked up this much.

Lay it on him.

Helen?

Bowman crowder.

Damn shame, man you want
being dead in a box.

At the hands of your
old girlfriend, wasn't it?

You let me know
if you get him talking.

Be mighty interested to
hear anything he's got to say.

Kyle: All right, Boyd,
one more time.

While you're taking the packets

down to the splinter shaft, we're
gonna transfer the cash to the truck.

Pruitt's gonna drive it
down the mountain.

That right. And Marcus and
ijoin you in the hole. And then...

Boom.

Drop the ceiling
between us and the surface.

Now, the man
guarding his take, now,

I've known this man
for quite some time.

He will not easily
part with company money.

Who, Shelby? Shit, Boyd.
Dude's older than shit.

Yet again, he's a
steady hand on that .44

he keeps right
underneath his desk.

You ain't gonna have
to worry about Shelby.

Yeah? Why is that?

'Cause you're gonna kill him.

Well, now, you never
mentioned bloodshed.

Now, if you had
brought this up earlier,

I don't know
if this conversation

would be going on this long.

You've killed men
for far less, Boyd.

Let's keep our eye on the prize.

Take Shelby down in the shaft
until you set up the det.

Once it's wired,

you lay a shovel
upside his head real hard.

Cave-in will take care
of the rest.

See? That's the genius
of the whole thing.

Everybody will think
that he stole the money,

tried to blow up
the shaft behind him,

but instead,
premature detonation.

We was just the poor miners
who got caught up in all of it.

Well, if this is gonna go down
today, the devil lies in the details.

Stop worrying about the details.

Let me worry about
the details, all right?

We're counting on you for
one thing and one thing alone.

What's that?

You're the powderman, Boyd.

We need you to
make sure this mountain

don't come down
on us and kill us.

Now, once you set it, we're
gonna detonate remotely. All right?

Atf will be all over this thing.

We don't need any extra
det wire tipping 'em off.

Well, I should
probably get that.

Hello?

Why, hello, Ava.

Ain't that his girlfriend?

He should be so lucky.

We should all be so lucky.

I'm listening. I hear that.

Come on. All we got to
do is charge this thing up.

We're ready to rock. Let's go.

Let's wrap it up, Boyd.

No. That's just the TV.

I'm here all by myself.

You think he knows?

Kyle: Don't worry about Boyd.

Kyle, what if he bails on us?

Then we do him now
instead of later.

When he goes down in the
mine, we 'ii just blow him up.

Pruitt!

I got to go now, Ava.

Marcus: Got you on
a tight leash, huh?

Well, I wouldn't say that.

Kyle: What's it gonna be,
Boyd? We're running out of time.

Well, what it is that you're
asking me to do, I can do.

But radio det adds a whole
new host of complexities.

There's only one way
this is gonna work.

How's that?

You and your boys, you do
exactly what I say, when I say it.

That's the only way
I can keep us all alive.

Well, he”, Boyd.

As many people as you robbed,

I wouldn't have it
any other way.

What are you doing? Dishes.

Is it charged?

No, Kyle,
for the fifth time, it is not.

Who the hell is that?

That's the united
states federal marshal.

Well, what's he
doing here, Boyd?

I couldn't say.

Kyle: Hey, pruitt,
what the hell is this?

Kyle, get out here.

Hello, fellas. Don't believe
I've had the pleasure.

Marcus: You don't need to
know us. We mind our own business.

Suppose it'd be
best you do the same.

Well, that wouldn't be like me.

What do we do?

My play's always to stop him
before he gets on the front porch.

Shit, Boyd.

Deputy us marshal Raylan givens.

Pleased to meet you, marshal.
We're Boyd's friends from the mine.

We just come to pick
him up for work. That's all.

Nice to see Boyd's
making acquaintances.

I'm gonna step up
to the door now, Kyle.

Do you see that
as being a problem?

Step inside to do the dishes for two
minutes, look who comes by to visit.

Boyd. Your friends and I
were just getting acquainted.

I can see that. What brings
you up to the holler, Raylan?

Just need a word.

Why don't you go make
yourself at home on the porch?

Now, Boyd, I've been
doing this long enough.

I can spot outlaws at a
thousand paces. Your friends?

They're packing, one and all.

Well, I wouldn't know.

But I'm sure none of them
is carrying with ill intent.

Well, that's good.

What are you after, Raylan?

Your brother, bowman.

You know anything about him
trading in stolen papers back when?

Draw checks and such?

Well, there's little by way
of illicit activity in this county

that my brother did not have his
hands on in one way or another.

Which is why I'm here.

You never really knew my
brother, bowman, did you, Raylan?

I saw him play football.

Gunned down in his prime
by the very hand of the woman

I now share his roof with.

Mmm-hmm.

Not hard to fathom his end,
given the life that he led.

My brother bowman did not
deal directly in paper, Raylan.

He handed it off
to this Jesus freak.

Runs that Christian atv place
up in Grant's holler.

You mean old Winston baines?

Take an atv tour and get,
like, a sermon on the mount?

Steward of the earth,
just like in Genesis.

Little twitchy. I don't even know
if he's still in the game or not.

Kyle: Come on, Boyd!

Well, I guess me and these
boys, we need to get on to work.

Anything else you need?

Not right now.

Well, you take care
of yourself, Raylan.

You, too, Boyd.

Well, what the hell
was that about?

Just some questions about
my dead brother, bowman.

Is that right?
What kind of questions?

Well, it's personal.

Besides, we got more
pressing issues to attend to.

Is that right?

The battery,
it's not taking a charge.

Don't know who you
bought this thing from,

but they must have
seen you coming.

Shit. Are you kidding me?
We got to pick up another one!

Hell no. It's 90 minutes there
and back. We'll miss the shift.

Well, then we
do it again next time.

There ain't gonna be
no next time, Boyd!

This is the only chance we got!

The most important thing to know in
this business is when to walk away.

We're not walking away.

We'll hit up the radio
shack on the way there,

try to rig something up.
All right?

Let's go. Come on. Come on.

What are you doing now?

Writing a note to Ava and
letting her know I'm gonna be late.

Damn, Boyd.

Done. That didn't
take long, did it?

If you want to make
a living in this business,

you got to know your abcs.

"Always be cool."

You sure your radio shack
work-around's gonna do the trick?

I'd hate to drive
all this way for nothing.

Don't worry about it. Just focus
on setting them charges right.

I don't want to
suffocate down there.

You will not die down in that hole,
Kyle. You have my word on that.

And you have my word these
batteries are gonna do their job.

God damn, Boyd.

We're about to be rich.
How you like that?

"The church of the
two-stroke Jesus." That's good.

It's a good angle
with the tourists

that come to see
the Bible belt in action.

Honest-to-god church,
sanctioned by the state.

Oh?

Two things important in life,
praise god and ride hard.

Amen.

I try to give each its due.

Was asking about checks from
the state draw, turned up cashed.

Folks say you might be a person
to talk to about such matters.

Well, there was a time
that I might have

helped out my fellow downtrodden

kentuckians lay hands
on their money.

You saying that time has passed?

The lord has seen fit
to bless my little

off-road business
in recent years.

Folks tour mountaintop
removal sites,

and bears have
started to come back.

So, you wouldn't know anything
about your signature

matching up with the one of a Walt
mccready, then, signed last week.

Say again? "Mccready"?

Yeah, no, I got the checks here

with the samples of your
first tour up at big Sandy.

You want to take a look,
maybe refresh your memory?

I need my glasses.

Well.

Let's see.

Son of a bitch.

Sounds like it's back up
to about fifty percent.

It takes a while
after that wallop.

Tased me in the nuts,
you son of a bitch.

I tried to shoot you first.

I get up from here,

I'm gonna grab that thing
and cram it right up your...

Now it's back down to thirty.

Mccready.

Don't know no mccready.

You ever been tased
in the mouth? Baines?

I'm just thinking
that probably hurts

worse than a jolt to the pecker.

Go ahead, then. Do your worst.

I ain't telling you shit,
or anybody else.

Marcus: Man down! Man down!

Shut her down!
Marcus: We got a man down!

Shut her down!

Marcus: Come on.
We got it. We got it.

He's got the angina.
He's got the angina.

He just needs some fresh air.
He'll be all right.

Is he all right?

Watch out.

Man: Clear a path, boys.

Watch out.

Man: This way.

What are we waiting for,
bitches? Let's do this!

Hey, hey! Cell phones.
Hand them over.

What the hell for, man?

Because, Marcus, we're about
to set off a remote detonation.

That's 20 pounds of emulex
triggered by a radio signal.

Wrong signal on our frequency,
we're all shaking hands with Jesus.

So I'm just being
overly cautious.

Look, you'll get them back.

I just want to make sure that
they're off, for myself. Let's go.

Hand them over.

Damn, Boyd.

Damn it, Boyd.

What the hell?

Boyd: Got it.

All right? Let's go.

Hands up, fool!
This is a robbery!

Shelby: Well shit, son,
I can see that.

Kyle: Don't get smart, Shelby.
Put your damn hands up.

Oh!

Vvoo, doggy!

How you like that,
you old fruit bat?

No call to be disrespectful.

Shut up. Boyd, put those
explosives in the brown bag.

Get down.

Open it.

You got the det.
Why don't you just blow it?

I'd just as soon
decorate it with your face!

You got the combination.
Now open it.

Come on! Hurry up, damn it!

Marcus, you're making me
nervous. Would you please back up?

Kyle: Come on, open it.

Kyle: Boyd, you about done?

Jesus Christ, old man!
How many numbers is it?

Boyd, Boyd! You almost done?

Almost done, Kyle.

Holy shit. Woo-hoo-hoo!

We got the jackpot!

Boyd, would you please put
all that money in that green bag?

Come on.

Pruitt: What is that?

It's a goddamn cell phone.

No, you turned it off.

You trying to get us
all killed, Kyle?

You turned this off.

Get out of the trailer.

Go on. Get out
of the trailer, Kyle.

Get all that money in that bag.

Let's go.

These hillbilly doorbells really know
a federal when they smell one, huh?

Aw, shit!
Better put the weed away.

Although, I got to tell you,

I'm surprised they can
smell anything over that shit.

Ah! Dank and delicious.

Oh, I bet.

That's quite
a hack you got there.

You don't cough,
you don't get off.

So I've heard.

Yeah.

Listen, I know he ain't here,

but you're in touch with
Walt mccready, right?

Your mama said he was working
for the family down south somewhere?

That's what she said? Well,
then, that's what she said.

I know you're cashing
his draw checks for him.

You sending him the money,
or you keeping it for yourself?

Well, anyway, uh,
if you see Walt,

will you tell him
I was asking after him?

What for?

Just a few things to clear up

in this earlier case
with the molester,

Jimmy Earl Dean. Just
dotting the I's, that sort of thing.

All right.

I'll let you get back to it.

All right, let's go.

That phone was off.
You checked it.

Yeah, then why did it ring?
I'll be holding on to that,

in case one of you
other dumbasses

decides to let
your cell phone ring.

These batteries
will stay with me.

Hand him that shovel.

We're almost there.

Shelby, you're not gonna
do something stupid

and make me pop you in the gut
and carry you down?

I will not.

Good. You get this cash out of
here. I'll see you down in the hole.

Bring that detonator.

Put the money in the toolbox.

Boyd: Let's go
for a walk, Shelby.

Marcus:
Kyle, he's got the batteries.

What the hell are we gonna do?

Let me ask you
something, Marcus.

How stupid do you think I am?

16 years in the boy scouts.

My daddy promised me a Marshall
stack as long as I made eagle.

Well, howdy, I tell you what.
I rocked out that summer.

The only other thing I remember,

"be prepared."

Take my batteries,
I'll get another battery.

Boyd: Turn down
right here. Face that wall.

Shelby: What are you gonna do
with those explosives?

You gonna cave in this mine?

Boyd: You just stay right there.

God damn it, Boyd. If you're
gonna kill me, just kill me.

You ready?

Hey, so long, there, Boyd!

What would have happened
if they had checked that bag?

Then we'd be dead, Shelby.

I'm sorry to get you
mixed up in this.

It wasn't supposed
to go down this way.

Well, son. I'm walking away,
as far as I know.

Unless you're planning
on putting one in me.

No, sir, I am not.

Well, then I guess
you saved my life.

I got nothing to complain about.

Who'd listen if I did?

Well, then might I be so bold
as to ask you for a favor?

Name it.

The cops are gonna come.

Atf, dogs, everything our
federal government has to bear.

Now, you tell them
that I had to go home.

It was an emergency,
nothing else.

Do you understand?

Shelby?

Done, sir.

No one here.

Yes, I am able to see that,
coover. Thank you.

You think he told the federal
we gave him the checks to cash?

Maybe we should ask the federal.

Oh, shit.

Do we run?

No, we do not run.

Reverend baines
must not have told him.

Otherwise, Raylan would be
arresting us right now.

But he knows.

Yeah, he knows,
but he can't prove it.

Raylan givens!

Dickie.

There he is.

How you doing, coover? Raylan.

Eat shit.

So, what do we do?

Well, we drive on out of here
and give Doyle a call on the way.

Get in. Come on.

Yeah. Let's go.

Well, I can see by your face
you're somewhat troubled.

I can only imagine what
I had to do with that.

"Call this number at exactly
6:05 pm. Don't tell anybody."

Well, I admit it was terse.

I wrote it under
some time pressure.

Boyd, what the hell is this?

A favor.

And what would have
happened if I hadn't called?

Well, you wouldn't be
speaking to me right now, Ava.

Damn it, Boyd.

What the hell you gone
and made me a part of?

Just saving my life.

Nothing else.

What did I miss?

Coover came by
with brother Dickie.

They were taking mccready's
draw checks to baines.

Mmm-hmm.

I don't suppose baines
said anything to you, did he?

Some crazy story about
you tasing him in the nuts.

I did.

Nice. So?

So, either the bennetts are
just being neighborly,

cashing mccready's checks for
him and sending him the money...

Or he's dead.

The more likely option.

And I'm worried about that girl.

Me, too.

From what I understand about
Loretta, she's a pretty tough kid.

She's fourteen.

What were you like at 14,
growing up around these parts?

Call child protection?

And say what?

She's being clothed and fed?

Yeah. Look, I got to get.

I got a world of shit coming off that
explosion up at the plackett mine.

Yeah, I saw
the fire-and-rescue trucks.

Collapse?

Somebody blew up
a truck with emulex.

Looks like they were
fixing to Rob the payroll,

had some sort of
premature detonation.

Boyd?

You mean is he dead
or did he Rob it?

Ehherone.

No sign of his body
in the truck wreckage.

Atf is looking for him now.
I'll see you.

I don't believe they intended
to let me live through the day.

Didn't think I was
gonna find a way out.

Part of me just felt like
laying down, letting it happen.

But you killed them instead.

Well, I gave them a choice.

Now, if they hadn't have
pulled that switch on me

when I was down
there in that hole,

things would have
gone down different.

So the way I see it, Ava,

they killed themselves,
with greed and avarice.

When I called
that cell, did I...

It allowed me to kick them
out of the trailer.

I put a little cash on the emulex,
a little emulex on the cash,

and I made sure
that the blasting cap

went in their packet
and not mine.

You could have run
when Raylan came by,

just lit out and
let the chips fall.

What does it say about me that
that thought never crossed my mind?

Why did you agree to Rob
that mine in the first place?

Because it's what I do.

It's who I am, Ava,

as hard as I've been trying
to pretend otherwise.

Everybody else seems
to know that but me.

Anyway, I came
across that letter

that you received from the bank.

Boyd, I don't...

I violated your privacy. For
that transgression, I do apologize.

So you know that
they're after the house?

I don't suppose any of that
money survived the blast.

There should be at least
$15,000 to $20,000 in there.

That's not enough to pay it off,

but enough to buy you
some security for a little while.

Shit.

Ava, there's one more favor
that I must ask of you.

Ava, you can help me

or you can refuse.
Either way, I will understand.

But I'm gonna need to know
your answer right now.

Dickie: Hey, hey, here he comes.

Shit, mama's with him.

Hey, mama.

We need to talk.

Can I get you something, mama?

Nothing's going to
take the taste away

from my boys
going behind my back.

Mama, we never went behind...

Cashing mccready's draw cheques?

How long did you think it'd take
before that'd come back on us?

Mama, that's that federal.

He's aiming for trouble
with us, always has been.

'Cause of your actions.

Starting with hiring that
pederast to do a job I give you.

I'm sorry, mama.

Coover, I know you're sorry.

That's why it's gonna hurt
so much to have to do this.

Dickie: Hey, now!
Hey, hey, now! Hey!

Put your hand on the stump!

Hey! Put your hand on the stump!

Take what's coming.

Mama?
I'm saving your gun hand, now.

Mama, don't hurt me.

Cross me again,
and I will leave you nothing.

Mama! You ain't got to do
this. You shut your mouth!

Coover: Mama?

'Cause you're crippled
to the point of worthlessness

it ain't you down on that table.

As it is, I have to hurt coover.

And I like coover.

Mama, I love you.

Mama, I love you. Mama, no!

We need to talk
about what comes next.

I'm sorry, mama.

Mama. I love you. I'm sorry.

Gotta be shitting me, Loretta.

Twenty a gram for
shake and seeds?

Plenty of other ways
to get high, levon.

You can always huff paint.
Got plenty of practice at it.

I'll give you 15 for a dub.

Dime is 10, hence a
dub is 20. It's simple math.

Shit. Five-o!

Loretta.
I see you're keeping busy.

Marshal. I had it in my head
you weren't in the business

of harassing growers
and sellers of herbal relief.

Herbal relief, huh?

You'll notice I make
no attempt to run

or otherwise obstruct
your investigation.

So I hope you'll take that into
consideration before you start shooting.

That's funny. Mind if I...

So, if you're not here
to roust me over the weed,

might I inquire
as to your intentions?

I know you don't trust me.
I don't fault you that,

though I like to think my getting
you out of Jimmy Earl Dean's trunk

might have earned me
some traction.

I kicked
a hornet's nest last night,

and things may start to happen.

And I need you to know if
you find yourself in trouble,

any kind, you can call me.

I'll drop whatever I'm doing,
and I will come for you.

You hear me?