All language subtitles for Justified.S03E11.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

Raylan:
Previously on justified...

You got a sonogram picture
taped to your bathroom mirror.

I'm not married, if that's
what you're wondering.

She kicked you out?

There's supposed to be $3
million in here, limehouse.

Way north of $3 million.

Look, it's all spent, except
what you see right there.

Ibeheve the terms of the
deal are I receive the money

and then we are through,
isn't that right?

That's right.
Those are the terms.

Then you take it back.

I'm gonna kill you, Raylan.

Maybe not tonight,
maybe not tomorrow,

but some day, you'll be
walking down the street,

and I'm gonna put a bullet
right in the back of your skull,

and you're gonna drop.

Why wait?

Just so we're clear,

the other night, you throw down the
gauntlet to a trigger-happy us marshal,

and this morning,

you remember you have
pressing business out of town?

I told you, I'll be back
in a couple hours.

And what if givens comes by,
wanting to finish the game?

You may tell him
that he is welcome to wait.

You know,
you disappoint me, wynn.

Word around the Detroit campfire
is that you were a wild man.

Comes to a little nut-cutting,
suddenly you want to bitch out.

Don't be like the rest of them.

You can't have
the Duffy without the wynn.

I'll see you
in a couple of hours.

Oh. Hey.

Hey. Morning.

Just, uh, getting
some coffee, and then I'll...

You can take a seat.

No, I don't want to be in
your way. You're setting up.

I don't mind.

Okay.

If I had eggs,
I'd make you breakfast.

Well, thank you.

You want a shot in that?

Uh... I usually like to wait
till the sun's all the way up.

It's afternoon somewhere.

Listen, Lindsey... stop.

You don't even know
what I'm gonna say.

I think you're gonna
apologize again

for not giving me a full accounting
of every second of your life

before you heartlessly accepted
the gift of my feminine virtue.

Oh. Well, when you put it that way,
I guess don't owe you an apology.

First time you came in here, I knew
you were going through something.

To tell you the truth, I feel a
little bad taking advantage of you.

Really?

I mean, not so bad I
don't plan on doing it again.

Listen, Lindsey...
You said that already.

I'm about to become a father.

I know. I saw the sonogram.

It's a good-looking kid.
It's got its daddy's eyes.

An unfortunate nose, though.

That must be your ex's.

I'm gonna get some limes
in the back. I won't be a sec.

Raylan: I'm sorry, guys.
We're closed.

Heard you had a little
mischief in here the other night.

Well, I wasn't aware
that made the news.

We had a friend who was here.

He tell you about the hot wings?

This friend of ours, I'm
betting you wouldn't forget him.

He looks like
he even shits blond.

I don't suppose you two
fellas are from Detroit, are you?

That's a hell of a guess.

Where you buy your suit?
Gallo's on Michigan Avenue?

I don't buy suits.

Boss buy them for you?

Our boss doesn't
buy us anything.

When I first saw him, he was wearing
this little gray sharkskin number,

made him look like a kid playing
a gangster in a school play.

We don't work
for that gentleman.

Oh...

You work for his daddy.

So, what?

Theo tonin decided little Sammy
overstepped when he cut quarles off,

decided to send
some new muscle instead.

Hence, you two knuckleheads.

You don't want to take that
tone. Why is that, champ?

I get the impression
they only keep you around

so little Sammy doesn't feel like
the biggest asshole in the room.

Raylan.

Oh, hey. I was just telling
these guys we're closed.

And I believe they were leaving.

Another time, then.

Good. See? There's
gonna be another time.

I'll clean that up.

J“ on this lonely road

j“ trying to make it home

j“ doing it by my lonesome,
pissed off, who wants some?

J“ I'm fighting for my soul

j“ god get at your boy

j“ you try to bogard
fallback, lgo hard

j“ on this lonely road
trying to make it home

j“ doing it by my lonesome,
pissed off, who wants some?

J“ I see them long,
hard times to come j“

Art: Firing a shot in the air
in a crowded bar.

That could be a hiccup. Yeah.

Let's see.

You knew that you had to get
the patrons out of harm's way,

and they'd already failed to
heed your order to evacuate.

You knew that there was nothing
above you but your own empty apartment,

so you fired a shot in the air,

even though you knew it
was against marshals' policy

because you thought it was the only
thing they would hear above the music.

Write it like that. Thanks, art.

Well, good news is, now we have a
nice federal charge against Mr. Quarles.

We just
start with the bartender,

and we round up
some of the other...

Uh... bartender doesn't
make a good witness.

What's wrong with him? Her.

Oh, Jesus, Raylan.
It doesn't matter, art.

We want quarles for more
than this piddly shit.

Threatening a federal
officer is more than piddly shit.

We had Dickie Bennett for
actually trussing up an officer,

trying to brain him with a louisville
slugger. How'd that work out?

Look, Raylan,
just pick him up, all right?

We got patrons in there
we can use as witnesses.

If we don't have
quarles threatening you,

we just got you
firing shots into the ceiling.

Waitjust a second.

Why? I thought it was a top
priority that I go bring in quarles

for the capital offense
of hurting my feelings.

It is, but the son of a bitch
is threatening your life.

I can't let you go by yourself.

Tim and Rachel are at tramble.

You honestly expect me
to wait for them?

No.

No way.

Way.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You want I should openitup?

Might not be the wisest idea
given the surroundings.

Well, am I gonna see a little
something-something in there

I haven't seen before? Hmm?

Maybe something that might
make me the Harlan millionaire

I was always meant to be.

You'll see 46 and change.
Plus a couple of receipts.

Ooh. Is that right?
Receipts, too. I tell you what.

You can just leave that
shit shut, brother.

You still not
gonna take it, huh?

Oh, now, I will. I will take it,

just as soon as it starts adding
up to everything I'm rightfully owed.

You understand?

Till then, you know, you can't really
blame me for wanting a real good reason

to hold my head up when
I try to explain to people

why it is that ellstin
limehouse somehow sees fit

to cheat me out of
my family's fortune.

Well, as you know Mr. Limehouse,

you really want it
to get back to him that

you're running your mouth
on his reputation?

Think he the type to sit still
for something like that?

Is that the best
you got, sister? Hmm?

Whatever you decided
with the cooler,

Mr. Limehouse said to give you
the ride back home.

Oh!

Well, that is just... that's real
considerate. But I'll tell you what.

I think I'm just gonna have these
bastards call me a cab, you know.

The least they could do.
You know what I'm saying?

Real good to see you.

Oh!

What do you think's
in the cooler?

Probably not a human head. Mmm.

That'd be cool.

If you're here to talk about
running me in the special election,

there's some things
we gonna straighten out first.

Such as?

Such as, this is
staying my office.

No more talk about putting me
in a broom closet.

I guess if I were to offer to back
yet another of your campaigns,

I'd say that as long as
I'm putting up the money,

I'd put you anywhere
I goddamned please.

Fortunately,
I'm not here to pony up.

In fact, I'm here to take
back what I previously ponied.

You can't seriously expect me
to give you that money back.

Well, that's exactly what I
expect. And I'm very serious.

Well, it's gone, spent.

Aw. On what? Campaign expenses.

I do believe
my wife dipped into it a little bit.

Robert: Mr. Napier, I am not
an unreasonable man.

I don't expect the actual
bills that I gave you.

Just give me bills of equivalent
worth, and we'll call it even.

I don't have it. Not even close.

That is disappointing.

I don't know how in the hell you
expect me to get that money...

As I was saying,
I am a reasonable man,

and I'm happy to help you
find a way to square up.

I don't suppose you'd already happen
to have something in mind, would you?

For starters, an address
of some local miscreant

known to have large amounts
of cash lying around,

known further to have secrets that would
discourage him from calling the police

if someone were to
relieve him of it.

You want me to find you
a drug dealer to Rob?

You know, I couldn't
have said it better myself.

And if said miscreant in question
happens to pay Boyd crowder for protection,

So much the better.

Sure you want to poke that bear?

That bear poked me.

Mr. Quarles, you already managed
to lose me the sheriff's office.

Now you want to involve me in
an armed-robbery conspiracy?

Actually, I'm gonna
need you to find me a buyer

for the shit that I
take off of this guy.

So technically, that makes it
a drug conspiracy, as well.

And what if I say no?

Oh, you don't want to say no.

Oh! What...

Excuse me.

Rodney. Hey, boy.

What's up with the hot-rod
entourage here, rod?

Last time we saw each other,
I had a gun pointed at my face.

Yes, you did.

You and me both had ourselves
held up, may I remind you.

Rodney: And then the
next time I come down here,

some squirrelly little shit from
crowder's crew tried to muscle me.

Oh! You got to be kidding me.

I ain't kidding.
You can believe it.

Sometimes I'm glad
your daddy didn't live

to see what's happening
to the drug business.

Thank you.

But you didn't ask me
down here to pay my respects.

That is the truth, and we
should get down to business.

If you wouldn't mind, please,
first, call off your dogs a bit here.

My friend.

All right, now,
as I started to say,

at the time she passed,

my mama, she had
a little over $3 million.

Do you know where to find it?

Well, I know who's got it, okay?

And he has been doing
everything he can think of

to try to get me to believe
that there's only $46,000.

He's been sticking it in this little
cooler, trying to get me to take it.

"Here, take it. Here..."
I've been saying...

Get to the who!
The suspense is killing me.

Ellstin limehouse.

Huh.

So, what's the plan? We gonna
shoot our way into nobles holler?

Yeah, at some point, we are
gonna have to shoot our way in there

and grab the money
and get back across the bridge

before they knew what hit them.

That's not exactly
my usual line.

Although $3 million

mightjustify a man
stepping outside himself.

It just might.

Yeah, I am aware that we need to
find out exactly where my money is

before we do anything.

And that is exactly why
I asked you down here.

Not how it works, Dickie.

I'm willing to make
some calls for you,

but you're gonna have to do
the heavy lifting.

I don't think
you understand, man.

I can't just be strolling
around out in the open,

asking people... Dickie!

"Hey, do you happen to know where
my money is that limehouse is hiding?"

At sundown, we're headed back to
Memphis. You best get to moving.

Okay, so, that would be the
end of the discussion right there.

I say we pop him
and be done with it.

Before he leads us to the money?

Just so long as it's not
before he suffers some.

How do you suggest we do that,
Arlo? With the feds watching him?

We need to stop wasting
our time on Dickie Bennett.

We should be out there
showing the flag.

Maybe if you spent less time questioning
your orders and more time following them,

our protection money
wouldn't be dropping off.

Our protection money is dropping
off because since delroy disappeared

and we inherited
all of his whores,

there are people out there
paying money,

they don't know
what they're paying for.

Boyd: All right, that's enough.
I'm gonna kill Dickie Bennett.

And when I do,
I'm gonna take my time.

But not before he leads us
to the promised land.

Johnny, go back out there
and see what else you can find.

When I was posted in Manhattan,

a chief deputy there,
this big guy named Langston,

he used to spend one day
a week in the field. Hmm.

Said it was the only way
he could "feel the pulse."

"The pulse"?

The pulse. Of the street?

Yeah, man. New York in the '80s.

So, that's why you come along?
"Feel the pulse."

Nah, some asshole threatened
to kill one of my deputies.

I'm the only one
that gets to do that.

I'm touched.

You know what?

I might ought to
just go by myself.

Because?

Because when he sees you,
he's liable to start shooting.

All right, just admit it.

You're worried about me, worried
I'm gonna get shot.

I'm worried I'm gonna get shot.

Who's your new friend?

Dealer: He's down
from Lexington. Hi.

Guess if the DEA was gonna
send an undercover in here,

hard to imagine
they'd choose him.

Thank you.

Hi.

Wow. Quite a place.

Uh...

I thought you said
I didn't look like a cop.

That don't mean
I think you look right.

Is it true they test a samurai
sword by cutting through paper?

This is a katana.

My grandad pulled this off a dead
jap officer at shuri castle, okinawa.

The greatest generation at work.

He was a lying old sack of
shit. Probablyjust bought it.

What you looking for, brother?

What you got?

I got a fresh batch of crystal,
coke, pills, little bit of smack.

Got guns, too, if you're
willing to take a drive.

Also, ifyou're
looking for company,

I got this little 16-year-old
honey just up the hill, 50 bucks.

Uh...

No, I'll just
look at the crystal, you know.

Sure thing.

You just be real careful how
you move around in here, pop.

Don't touch shit till you pay.

Whoa! Holy shit.

You see how clear that is, brother?
Hold it up to the sun, you can burn ants.

Oh, that's just beautiful.

I mean, don't you guys worry about
leaving all this stuff out in the open?

Cops come in here,
they're coming in to search.

They'll find it even if
it's hidden inside the wall.

That's a good point, but, you
know, not just about the cops.

I mean, where I'm from, the
dealers rip each other off all the time.

Yet you have
your trunk unlocked.

People don't steal from us.

Isthatso?

Your questions are starting
to get on my nerves, brother.

I think it's time you did your
business, went on your way.

Sure thing. Sure thing. But I do
have one little question, though.

How do you get that rust spot
off of your sword?

Oh...

What a dick!

Ah...

Huh.

I was starting to think the only flavor
they served around here was vanilla.

I'm a deputy
United States marshal.

Oh, how nice for you.

I need to talk to
your boss. Whoa!

Easy, now, sister.

Unless you have a warrant,
there just ain't no way.

I don't need a warrant
to talk. Get out of my way.

You touched me.

Would you like
me to do it again?

Something we can help you with?

You can start by telling your
boys to put their guns on the floor

and then back away from them.

Or, I guess, maybe you can
have one of them shoot me.

But is Dickie
Bennett really worth

dying in a federal gas chamber?

And those are the only two
options you see for us, huh?

Tim: There's a third.
You could die right here.

Okay. Okay.

Dickie. Jesus.

Whoa! You know Boyd
crowder runs this place now.

"Dickie, Jesus"? Ho! Is that
any way to greet a dear friend?

Dickie... come here.

No, no, no.
You can't stay here. No.

Yeah, I know. Dickie, please.

If Boyd finds us here,
he'll kill us.

Yeah, okay. Listen, listen
to me. I need your help.

Okay? And if you
can't help, I really...

No, I can't think of a better place
to meet the reaper than right here.

What do you mean,
you need my help?

Okay, here's the thing.
Here's the thing. Um...

You see, over the years, you've
had to spend some time up in nobles,

hiding out from
some man or in trouble.

These friends of yours who
are doing the hiding, they_.

I'm wondering if they maybe
might have heard something

about where limehouse
is hiding his money.

If you go up to nobles looking
to Rob ellstin limehouse,

you are liable to end
up fed to hogs. Yeah.

To hogs. Yeah, I know.

If I die here or on the moon, it don't
really make a whole lot of difference.

Ellen may, I need your help.

Okay. Take your time.

Limehouse keeps his money
buried under the church.

Ellen may,
I am disappointed in you.

What?

Every kid in
Harlan grew up hearing

that right there,
that little fairy tale.

Nobody believes that. Come on.

No, my friend, Trixie, she
saw it with her own eyes, so.

Wh...

So you need to
promise me something.

Okay.

I just want you
to promise me that

if you ever find
yourself running things,

that you'll make me queen.

Michigan plate. That'd
be a hell of a coincidence.

It's not. Theo tonin sent them.

And you know this how?

They came by my
place this morning.

You don't think that's something

you should have told your chief?

What are you talking about?
I just told you.

You told me you
were doing all right,

that you were drinking too
much but basically getting by.

You remember that? Mmm.

What's your point?

Even under ideal
circumstances, Raylan,

the prospect of first-time fatherhood
can make a man feel unmoored.

"Unmoored"? Oh, shut up.

I'm just feeling
my way through this.

Art, I've already got a daddy.

Yeah, I've met your daddy.

Fair enough. Continue.

To be clear,
I just don't need you to be

any more reckless
than normal. All right?

You really are afraid
of getting shot, aren't you?

Whatever your failings
are gonna be as a father,

I'm pretty sure that your
child is gonna be better off

if you manage to
stay aboveground

long enough to
make his acquaintance.

We got ourselves a problem.

What, Dickie Bennett's
on his way to Hawaii

with his mama's money
on the seat beside him?

No. It ain't Dickie Bennett.

I sent the collection boys out
there to see Parker and longbaugh

on account of them
shorting Arlo last week.

The hell, you say!
Shorting on me?

Jesus. It ain't rocket science.

If anybody wants to know
what happened to delroy,

you just say that
he stopped paying

and they best not go
down the same road.

It ain't about delroy, either.

What is it about, Johnny?
What did they do this time?

Nothing. They're dead.

He wasn't there.

I never told you he'd be there. I told
you that was the last place I saw him.

But there was
someone there, though.

And I told you, he went there
to face off with a us marshal.

Yeah, but you didn't tell us
the marshal lived upstairs.

You know, if I didn't
know any better,

I'd think you sent us there
expecting him to take care of us.

Or you'd take care of him,
have to go on the run, either way.

Whoa.

A man doesn't talk like that
unless he's holding the nuts.

Ah.

It's nothing personal.

I just figured the more
soldiers quarles has down here,

the more tenuous
my position becomes.

Did you figure if you didn't put us
together with him, we'd just go away?

I figured it would buy me
some time to cut a deal.

Help you in
exchange for a guarantee

that I don't get
left out in the cold.

Hmm.

Well, how about you
help us in exchange...

In exchange for your lives?

That sounds a little odd coming
from the guy not holding the gun.

Did you help quarles
because of the guns he had

or because of
who was behind him?

Theo tonin, he carries
this ear around in his pocket.

I'm sorry.
It sounded like you said...

Yeah, yeah. It's a human ear.

And, uh, whenever he wants
to get some guy's attention,

he just takes out the ear
and he starts talking into it.

Hmm. What does he say?

I don't think it really matters.

Boyd: Jimmy, where's that
neighbor lady?

Jimmy: Collection boys
are sitting on her.

Ava: You sure she
didn't call this in?

Well, if she had, you got
to think, at the very least,

we'd have a squad car out
here by now, even in Harlan.

Go get her.

As if our protection business wasn't
already halfway down the shitter.

Boyd, this is not good.

Johnny, check the closets
underneath the sink.

See if you can't find
any household cleaners.

Why?

Well, he poured bleach
over everything he touched.

I'd like to know if he found that
bleach here or he brought it with him.

What the hell
difference does that make?

Well, if he brought it
with him, he is a pro,

not some tweaker pulling
a crime of opportunity. Go.

Ma'am, I am so sorry. I was
hoping to spare you this sight.

Oh, glad you didn't.

At my age, I got to take my
pleasures where I can find them.

Meaning?

Meaning I'm tickled to see
these two sumbitches dead.

Hope they suffered some first.

Well, I suppose that explains
why you didn't call the police.

Police didn't do
shit when these two

killed one of my
dogs last year, Togo.

Used to bark at all the
late-night comings and goings.

Come outside one morning,
found him shot dead in my yard.

That's awful to hear.

Togo got them back, though.

Togo did? Your dead dog?

Who else we talking about?

Well, how did Togo do that?
How did he get them back?

I know it was him sent that
husky-looking fella to do this here.

You saw the man who did this?

That's correct.

He was heavyset?

Wouldn't have called him skinny.

But you did say he
was husky-looking.

He was. Looked like a husky.
You know, sled dog?

It was the eyes.

Even from across the street, I
could see them, just like a husky's.

But the man you saw, the
husky-looking fella that Togo sent...

Bluest eyes I ever saw.

We got it. You said, "go figure it
out." Did you not? And what'd I do?

I went ahead and I figured
the hell out of it, man.

See, what I did is, I was like,

"wait a second, now. Ellen may."

I'm thinking
she's got to have...

Dickie, what'd you find?

Limehouse hides his money

beneath the floorboards
buried in the dirt

underneath nobles church.

How about them apples, huh?

You know, I think
I'm gonna need me a bear hug.

Rodney: I'm sorry, Dickie.
Dickie: Bring it in.

Rodney: I'm greedy.

I'm not suicidal.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, Rodney.

We had ourselves a deal, man.

This ain't the Rodney
I know. Come on.

I thought I had
a brother in you, man.

You know, mama always said

you had the balls of a man
about half your size.

Out of respect for
your late mother,

I'm gonna let that one go.

My advice?

Call limehouse, get your cooler
full of cash and get out of here!

Let's go.

You federal stormtroopers
get what you needed?

Yes, Mr. Dunham, and on
behalf of a grateful nation...

Go to hell.

The marshals service would like

to thank you for your troubles.

Mr. Napier.

It's sheriff napier,
least until next week,

which means you two are
in some seriously deep shit.

Well, I'd be less concerned
about the shit we're in

and more concerned about what
you're gonna have to do to stay alive

till your term ends.

You don't scare me.

I ain't some half-wit gun thug
that you think you can just...

Just so we're clear, I ain't
some half-wit gun thug, neither.

What do you want?

Boyd: Robert quarles just
killed two men under my protection.

I didn't have
nothing to do with that.

Whether he did it out of
spite or stupidity, I'm not sure.

But what I am sure of is that you're
the one who told him who to hit.

I didn't have
nothing to do with that.

Just like I'm sure you're gonna be
the one to tell me how to find him.

You want to count it?

Uh, no. Not if it's still adding
up to 46 and change or whatever.

What made you change your mind?

Tim: All right, gentlemen.

We have reason to believe this
money represents ill-gotten gains

and is therefore seizable
by the marshals service

under title 18, part 1,
chapter 46 of the us legal code.

Whoa-ho!

That right there,
that would be my money.

You want it back, all you
got to do is show a court

the legal means by
which you obtained it.

May I go?

No, actually, I'm afraid you both
are gonna have to stay with us

while we wait for a warrant
to go up into nobles.

Wouldn't want you to be tempted

to tip your
friends we were coming.

Have a seat. I'll handle this.

Hey.

Us marshals. Get your
hands where I can see them.

Step to the car.

You know, there was a day when I
would have said nobody could stealth me.

Yeah? What happened?

Lose your edge or just realize
you weren't that good to begin with?

Maybe a little of both. Hmm.

Sooner or later,
old age humbles us all.

Look at that, concealed weapon.

That's not good for a
convicted felon. Mmm-mmm.

What, did you pull my rap sheet?

Educated guess.

You want to tell us
what's going on here?

Why don't you be more specific?

Art: Ls quarles
in that apartment?

Why don't you guys just walk
away, let nature take its course?

Yeah, why don't
you shut the hell up?

Not like the world
wouldn't be a better place.

This is not Detroit.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Why would he go to Harlan?

I told you.

He barely speaks to me.
Now, please let me go.

Come here. Come here.

Us marshals!
Put that weapon down!

Hands behind your head!
Raylan: Put the weapon down.

I'm walking out of here.
No, that ain't gonna happen.

You want to see
this kid's insides?

That ain't gonna happen, either.

Give me a chance to get to my
gun. Maybe this could be our time.

My leg, god damn it!

On your bellies!
Hands behind your head!

Raylan: Where's quarles?
He's not here!

Move! Where is he?

Where's quarles?
What do you mean?

I mean, where is he?

I don't know!

I thought he'd be here, damn it.

He told you he'd be here?

Why would he tell us anything?

You work for the man.
Do you not?

Where do you get this from?

Theo tonin sent a
couple of guys down here

to take out the trash.

You don't think that's something
you might have mentioned before?

You ever get the feeling
god's laughing at you?

Why?

Just 'cause we shot the guy
that's looking to kill the guy

that you're just
dying to see dead?

You don't say much, do you?

Mr. Quarles.

Dare I even hope that you
have come to settle your tab?

Actually, I'm looking for a
place to lay low for a while.

Lay low while you figure a way to
square things with your friends in Detroit?

Is that a guess?
'Cause that's a good one.

You know, I think we could see
clear to extend our hospitality.

But that would put you
critically in our debt.

You see that?

Of course.

You also see that it is not wise

to let a man get
so far into debt

without insisting he first
settle the debt already owed.

Thank you kindly.

Well, that's a good start.

When you think I'm gonna
be getting the rest of it?

Bag's not empty yet.

Do I look like
a drug dealer to you?

That's pretty smart, holding all
your meetings in a place like this.

The smell of blood in the air.

Plus, it gives you an excuse
to hold a knife in your hand.

There's no knife in my
hand now, Mr. Quarles.

Now, you seem like
a resourceful man.

I'm sure you'll find a way to
turn that bag into something

I'd happily take off your hands.

And when you do,
you know where to find me.

Good day, Mr. Limehouse.

Mr. Quarles.

Sheriff. This is kismet.
I was just about to call you.

Is that a fact? How come?

Well, it turns out
I need a place

to unload the spoils
of my earlier endeavors.

Why I called.

You have an idea for me?

I do.

But I want to make
sure after I tell you,

I don't ever hear from
your sorry ass again.

Sheriff, trust me.
The pleasure will be all mine.

All right. There's a whorehouse,

but they also deal to the Johns.

They ought to be able
to take whatever you got.

It's called Audrey's.

Audrey's. Bye-bye.

All right, you got 30 seconds. I'm
on vacation. I'm having a sandwich.

Mr. Tonin, I wanted to just make sure
you were aware of the situation down here.

You mean that my guys
got snatched by the marshals

before they could get to
quarles? Yeah, I'm aware of it.

What's your name, again?

Uh... Duffy, sir. Duffy.

Duffy, yeah. I think I remember
my son Sammy mentioning you.

Oh! Uh...

I'm glad to hear that. Sammy's
an impressive young man.

He's a moron.

What do you want?

Uh... well, I was wondering,
sir, do you intend

on sending more
men down here to...

To kill Bobby quarles?
Yeah, I plan on sending more.

I loved him like a son.

But he wasted my money,
he threatened my actual son.

And that other shit. Jesus.

Well, that's the thing, sir.

Um...

I don't know if your
money has been wasted.

Bobby was onto
something down here,

andjustbecause
he's gone off track,

no reason to turn your back
on the whole thing.

Mmm-hmm.

So, when quarles is gone, you
want to step up. Is that about right?

Yes.

No.

Okay. May I ask why, sir?
I don't know you.

I'll tell you what.

You deliver quarles, show
me you can get things done.

Price I gave those other
assholes was $100,000 dead,

$200,000 if Sammy
gets a chance to, uh,

talk to him about
putting a gun in his face.

You know Bobby like I do,
you'll settle for the hundred.

Yes, sir. Thank you,
Mr. Tonin. I1lbeintouch.

You hope.

Hi!

Oh, honey!

Think we're about
to have us some fun.

Don't you think he looks like
that guy, from the butterfly movie?

The one about the time traveler?

No! The one about the, like,
prison island or whatever.

Ladies, as much as I would
love to get to the bottom

of who it is that you
think that I look like

and all the kinds of fun that
we could be having together,

the reason that I'm here is 'cause
the mongoloid tending bar inside

said this is the place where I
could find the guy who runs the joint.

Huh. Wait a second.

No, no, no.
Don't you go anywhere.

Where the hell have you been?

I've spent the last two hours as a
guest of the us marshals service.

Let me guess.

Our friend deputy
givens has been tangling

with a couple of
Detroit's finest.

How is it you know that?

I saw him bracing one in front
of my building, guy named Sarno.

It's nice to know at least that Theo
cares enough to send the very best.

Did you give them my address?

Didn't see as I had much choice.

I don't blame you.

I know Sarno.
He gets people to talk.

The only thing anyone's
telling him at the moment

is, "you have
the right to remain silent."

Well. I'll have to thank deputy
givens when I see him next.

Ithoughtyou were gonna
kill him next time you see him.

What's the price
they put on my head?

They didn't say.

Strip him.

Keep that chain long. Try to
keep him from shitting the bed.

I trust when he wakes up,
you ladies will find a way

to keep him from thinking about
how to escape his predicament.

Yes, sir. Hello? Anyone there?

Who is this?

My name is not your concern,
Mr. Wynn Duffy.

Your concern is for the fate of
the man whose phone this is.

Is he alive?
It was hard to tell.

Oh, he's alive. Do you
want him to stay that way?

You know, that's a very
good question, Mr. Crowder.

Well, I don't
believe I told you my name.

It's not hard to put
together the pieces

of that particularjigsaw puzzle.

Well, I hear my guest here
is worth some money. How much?

$100,000 dead, $200,000 alive.

Well, I suppose a clever man
might underreport that bounty,

trying to keep a bigger share
than what he gives his partner.

Are we partners now?

Well, as far as this goes.

Mr. Duffy, can I trust you to
find your way down to Harlan?

Yeah, you can trust me
to do that, Mr. Crowder.

Would you say you'd
be willing just to kill him

to eliminate any chance
of his wriggling free?

Well, as we speak,
he's unconscious,

being stripped naked
and chained to a bed.

I think we can handle him.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

You have to go through this
every time? It's exhausting.

Seems we agree on
most of the particulars.

Well, good.

You might get out of here in
time to go join the raid team.

Raid team?

Tim and Rachel got a line
on that missing Bennett money,

aheady recovered $46,000 of it.

They're just waiting for
a warrant for the rest.

What's the warrant for?

This church down
in nobles holler.

Apparently,
it's under the floorboards.

I1lpass.

What do you mean, "pass"?
I need that money, Raylan.

I know, art, but there's
nothing under that church.

That's an old story.

You find it, then.

Tell you what, I'm gonna
go down to Harlan county

and talk to
the outgoing sheriff,

see if he can get us
any info on quarles.

And if, along the way, I trip over
$3 million, I'll bring it back to you.

Rachel: Thank you, your honor.

Good to go.

Now you can go.
Dickie: Oh, no, no, no.

Now you can go. We insist.

Don't tell me you're fool enough

to believe there's
money under the church.

I told you, man.
We got this on...

It's, like, stone-cold
eyewitness authority.

Then your stone-cold eyewitness
authority is either lying or old.

Limehouse hasn't used
the church in years.

Well, then what is he using now?

What makes you
think I'd tell you?

I think that you would tell me
because you want me to help you

get yourself a real sweet,
piece of my money, man.

I don't really see
any other reason for you

to be standing
around here talking to me.

Man won't let us
change with the times.

Think you might have had experience
dealing with someone like that yourself.

So, where's my money, man?

Are you really willing
to go all the way on this?

Have you been
paying attention, man?

I would rather
die trying to get it

than die because I
don't have it, man.

All right, then.

We're gonna need a crew.

Can't use anyone
from the nobles.

They'll stay with me
once limehouse is gone,

but they won't go
against him directly.

Don't tell me you want me
to call Rodney, man.

No. No. No.

That's the last thing I want.

We're gonna need someone
with particular skills.

Sounds to me
like you have someone in mind.

I do.

And I guarantee you
ain't gonna like it.

His initials are "Boyd crowder."