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Narrator:
Previously on justified...

Mags Bennett may have a sizeable
amount of money socked away.

You gonna ask do I have it?

Was just gonna ask
if you knew where she kept it.

Where's my money, man?

We're gonna need someone
with particular skills.

His initials are "Boyd crowder."

I want to show you something.

Dickie Bennett's
gonna pay for that.

Wynn: How long have you
been taking those?

Maybe it is time
you leave Kentucky.

I got nowhere else to go.

Th eo: 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 talk
to him about putting a gun in his face.

Thank you, Mr. Tonin.
Illbeintouch.

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

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

to eliminate any chance
of his wriginng free?

I think we can handle him.

Well, it turns out I need a place to
unload the spoils of my earlier endeavors.

There's a whorehouse, but
they also deal to the Johns.

It's called Audrey's.

Hi! Think we're about
to have us some fun.

What's the price they put on my
head?

Mmm. Check me out.
I'm gangsta and shit.

That gun's so little.
It's like a lady's pistol.

What do you reckon, a .25?

Um...

Looks like a little 9 mil.

.32-caliberacp.

.32's good.

Close range, anyway.

Hollow points.

They get inside you,
and they bounce around

till there's nothing left
but paste.

Don't suppose I
could have that back.

Or maybe my pants.

I'm afraid I can't
help you out there.

We're supposed to keep you
company till the boss comes back.

Said to keep you comfortable.

Comfortable? Is this
part of being comfortable?

No, but that bottle
next to you is.

There's a whole lot in here.

Enough to get us
all comfortable.

What do you say, ladies?

Let's do this.

How much? $200,000 alive,
half of that for a dead man.

Ava: And he is alive.

I got him chained like ajunkyard
dog at cat and Minerva's trailer.

Got Jimmy standing guard.

Cat and Minerva's trailer?

Oh, I'm sorry. I probably should've
checked with the proprietress.

How do we deliver him?

Frankfort heavy with connections to
Detroit, headed down south as we speak.

Two hundred large to get
rid of that pain in our balls.

That's a nice play, Boyd.

Well, we still got to do a 50/50
split with this fella named Duffy,

but it does kill two birds.

I'm proud of you, son.

Why, Arlo, thank you. That
means a lot coming from you.

And what does it
mean coming from me?

Well, now, baby,
I think you know.

Y'all open?

Well, errol.

Did you come all the
way down here for a drink?

Not exactly, sir. Not as such.

Well, what can we do for you?

I come bearing a man seeking
audience if you'll have him.

Well, we take all kinds.

Bring him in.

Oh, shit.

Hey, hey! Hey! Wait, wait, wait.

Errol: Hold up, now.

Wait. Stop. Wait.

Boyd: Stand up. Stand up!
Errol: Boyd, man...

Man, he can't breathe in there.

Boyd: You need to breathe,
Dickie Bennett? You want to breathe?

Money! Money?

Tell you something, son.

There ain't enough money
in this whole goddamn world.

You understand me?
Huh? You understand that?

Look, Boyd.
That boy's mama died.

She died holding close
to $3.2 million in cash, now.

The only way you got a prayer

in ever laying hands on that
money is between us two right here.

Boyd.

He knew what he was walking
into when he came in here.

Ava: I'm curious to hear
what ever possessed him.

Boyd, you don't finish this pile
of donkey shit, I'll do it myself.

No. We'll hear him out,
and then we'll decide.

Ava, this boy killed Helen.

Just because you suddenly got
Jesus in your heart, all forgivin'.

I hadn't forgot,
and he ain't forgiven.

Nor has he hobbled
out of here alive yet.

Now, you and he,
you say you got some money.

Now would be a good time to
start talking about where it is.

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
fall back, 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“

Sheriff napier. I can
still call you that, right?

I see you're still
wearing the uniform.

I won the election.
The office is in contention.

Wouldn't be here if you didn't need
something. What the hell you want?

Looking for Robert quarles.
Never heard of him.

He's from Detroit. He financed
your re-election campaign.

You know, if you know so much,
how come you can't find him yourself?

You're the marshal.
Isn't that what you do?

Yeah, it is,
and this is how we do it.

You got any idea what it's like running
local law enforcement in this county?

Some, I'd expect. No, you don't.

At the end of the day, you truck off to
Lexington or wherever the hell you go,

put it all in
your rearview mirror.

I go home right up to that
holler. And let me tell you, son.

This shit follows me home
like a three-legged dog.

You been doing this long enough.
You should know to pick better partners.

Oh, so now you gonna
start in on me, too.

Dragging in my financiers, starting
all that forensic-accounting bullshit.

That's FBI and treasury. Marshals
don't give a shit who paid who.

Then why the hell are you here?

I told you. I'm looking
for Robert quarles.

I'm trying to send you home with
one less problem on your mind.

Now, do you know
where he is or not?

Last I heard, he was hanging
out at a joint called Audrey's,

looking to sell off some pills.

Thank you.

Deputy, you get a chance to put some
bullets in that towheaded son of a bitch,

sure be nice if he
knew one came from me.

Whool suck it down, cattyl own
that shit, girl!

Robert: Too much for the lady to
handle.

I can handle anything
you dish out, blondie.

You ever see platoon?

The movie with the old people
where they go to outer space?

That's cocoon. Platoon's the...

Come here. Come over here.

Come here.
Put your mouth on this.

Don't be scared.

Step right up.
Put 'em around there.

Boom!

Oh!

You chipped my tooth, asshole!

I'm sorry. This'll make it feel much
better. I promise. Trust me. Trust me.

Robert: That's it.
That's it. That's it.

Bye bye!

Jimmy: Where in the hell
did he get a shotgun?

We didn't bring any shells.

Noshm who's next
on the shotgun train?

Ooh, I got my ticket right here.

Robert: Next stop,
highland park.

Here!

Party's over, assholes.
Over? It just started.

Just point yourself in any
direction and dive right in, son.

We got paying customers
inside waiting on mouths

to get in there and blow 'em.

Do you have to be such a dick?

I mean, can't you just leave
one of them here for me?

You need me to remind you how
you come to have that chain there?

Well, maybe I'll gnaw
it off like a coyote,

and come back, and find you,
and shoot you in your face.

There's enough oxy in here
you'd probably never feel it.

And then iwouldn't have to
babysit your crazy ass anymore.

Robert: Gah-gongl

Five
minutes. All right, five minutes.

Y'all got five minutes to
finish your smoke. All right!

Then you got to get inside and
start smoking something else.

Crazy bitches.

Five minutes.

Bye.

Shh.

Any noise out of that
filthy whore mouth of yours,

and I will rip her head off with
this chain. Do you understand?

Jimmy, get in here. I think
he's having some kind of seizure.

Come on!

Errol: Look, I'm just
telling you what I know.

Ava: You're saying
after all this time,

limehouse is keeping that money
in a safety deposit box at a bank?

Well, he got to keep it
somewhere, doesn't he?

It's the 21st century.

We hadn't been burying money
under churches for a long time now.

Why now?

Mr. Limehouse moves
the money around all the time.

Kind of a shell game.

I heard him say he gonna move
things around again tomorrow.

Which bank? Gallatin.

Down near benham.

You know it? I have
some familiarity with it.

Meaning you robbed it. Got no
qualms about robbing it again.

Well, then we need
to go in and...

We ain't got any kind of crew
to go after a bank job.

I say we do both of them.

Have done with it.

Worth $3.2 million
seeing us bleed on your floor?

It is to me.

Errol, just give
us a moment, please.

Take all the time you need.

Ava, I need you to take Arlo
down and reconnoiter the bank.

Try to get access to that safe deposit
box. See what we're dealing with.

Why do I got to go? Because
this ain't your first rodeo.

And I need your eyes
the way I need her eyes.

What are you gonna do?

Well, I'm gonna try to put
my hands on some emulex

in case you call and say
that this dog will hunt.

All right. In the meantime,

I'm gonna deliver
that baby to Detroit.

Sounds good. Let's go, Arlo.

Hey.

Hey, are you sure
you're all right with this?

$3.2 million. I might
find away to get right.

You know what the two saddest
words in the English language are?

"What party?"

That's kind of how
I feel right now.

You all right, ma'am? You okay?

I know you. You work
vwfliboyd, dontyou? Uh-huh.

You gonna have to get some bolt cutters.
That pasty sack of shit took the key.

Quarles? Yeah.

He didn't say where
he was headed, did he?

What do you think?

Are you gonna get us
out of these or what? Why?

From where I'm standing,
it doesn't look so bad.

Givens.

He coming back?

The boxes we have for rent
are right through here.

Miss... miss reutter?
Oh, thank you.

As you can see,
we have a variety of sizes,

priced accordingly,
of course. Of course.

Butwe like to think we have
something to suit everyone's needs.

Well, it certainly
would appear so.

Is there anything else
you'd like to see today?

No. I think I have seen everything
I need to. Thank you very much.

Have you had lunch? 'Cause I was gonna
step around the corner to the luncheonette.

They got a pretty
good club sandwich.

Oh! Club sandwich is
my favorite, but...

Nice car.
New state issue, unmarked.

Wouldn't outrun a dairy cow.

Well, at least it's new.

So what's going on?
Well, we got a few things.

One is your old pal Dickie
was up at Boyd's bar,

had limehouse's
right-hand man in tow.

Good a place as any for him to
die, I guess. Why are we here?

Well, Ava left out of
there not long after.

She's been in the bank
about 15 minutes.

Has your daddy along with.

Window? Shit. Sorry.

Thanks.

Tom: He's over there casing the place
about as subtle as a marching band.

Raylan: Hmm.

Call the FBI? I did. I
wouldn't hold your breath.

They mentioned something about
how this podunk chicken shack

wasn't worth their rush.

So Dickie's with
limehouse's guy up at Boyd's,

and these two are
down here poking around.

Make for some strange
bedfellows, don't you think?

I think if I've ever seen a clutch
of fools fixin' to Rob a place,

I'm looking at it right now.

I told you just to kill him.

And I told you if I'm
next to see him, I will.

Have you got any idea
the position you put me in?

I told a man in Detroit that I
would bring him Robert quarles.

Now, does the name
Theo tonin ring a bell? No.

No? Let me tell
you about Theo tonin.

The man carries
an ear in his pocket.

He carries a human
ear in his pocket.

And when he wants to talk to
somebody, he wants to get their attention,

he reaches into his pocket, takes out
the ear, and he speaks directly into it.

What does he say?

The point is, Mr. Crowder,
when he asks me, and he will,

where Robert quarles is,

does Theo tonin sound like the
kind of man to whom you'd like to say,

"I'm sorry, but he escaped from
a disease-ridden whore factory

"up in inbred holler"?

I'm gonna let that one go.

Now here's the thing, Mr. Duffy.

What we have before us,
contrary to appearances,

is an amazing opportunity.

Now, later on tonight,
I'm gonna walk into a bank,

I'm gonna open a little box, and
I'm gonna walk out with $3.2 million,

ofwhich I'm willing
to give you a cut.

Now... shh. What I'd like to
do is create a diversion.

Say, blow up a car
a few miles away.

And while the world
is going in one direction,

well, I just walk in
the other direction.

And what if when that car
blows up, there's a man inside?

And say that man had
brilliant blue eyes?

And a big, stupid baby head?
That's the same.

Now, right out there
in that truck, I got a box

full of emulex with
a cell phone detonator.

Now, when Mr. Quarles comes
to see you, as I know he will,

being that you are the only
friend he has left in this world,

you call me, and I'll come
and set that charge for you.

Problem solved.

Oh, Mr. Crowder.

I believe I know
how to blow up a car.

Last time we spoke, thought I made it
fairly clear the terms of our arrangement.

Hand to god, I took the steps in
the direction that you indicated.

However, my enemies
derailed my plans.

And you figured you could just come
walking back up in here empty-handed.

Well, ifigured there must be a way
that a man of my particular skill set

could be of service
to your organization.

And what exactly would that
be, your particular skill set?

Oh, I think you know.

You are offering
your loyal services.

And there just might
be a way I can use them

if you understand
there will be no derailing.

Either you follow this plan
till the end of the line,

or you add me to
your list of enemies,

which, I assure you, is not a
place you want to find yourself.

Do we understand each other?

We understand.

Tonight Boyd crowder is gonna
Rob that bank in gallatin.

The way he always does. Blow
up something on one end of town,

and while all eyes are there,
he's gonna hit the bank.

Now, when you hear the big boom,
you put your game face on, mister.

And when Boyd
comes out that bank,

you hit him hard,
and you get that money.

Any questions so far?

Where's gallatin?

One guard, and that amount of money,
it's gonna be in one of the big boxes.

Hey, hey! So I ain't allowed
to take part in a conversation

about how to
steal my $3 million?

Yeah. Shut your hole, dick.
You want to just tell me that?

As I was saying, that amount of money's
gonna have to be in one of those big boxes.

They're all along
this wall, bottom row.

Well, I think I've heard
everything I need to hear.

Me, too.

I'm shit with explosives.
How about I drive?

Actually, Arlo, you're
gonna sit this one out.

What? So are you, baby.

Wait a minute.

There ain't no reason
to keep me at a distance.

I can pull... they already
got you on a security camera.

Now, I need you to take
Arlo back to the house,

sit by the phone in case
anything goes sideways.

You gonna bench me

while Dickie Bennett sits out
there eating all our pretzels?

Hell no! Arlo.

Listen, I'm not saying you're a lion in
winter, but your roar ain't what it used to be.

Now, we gonna take care of
Dickie Bennett when the time is right.

Goddamn, Boyd!

Out of respect for your age and
the place you hold in my heart,

I'm not telling you.
I'm asking you.

Now, go with Ava.
Let me do what I got to do.

Come on, Arlo. I ain't helpless.

I'm strong as a goddamn bull.

Raylan, you know that.

Ava: Arlo.
You know I ain't helpless.

I can take any
bank in this county.

No one's saying you're
helpless, Arlo. All by myself.

Ava: Come on.
I don't need you, Boyd.

Robert! Where are you?

Where are you?

I'm in Harlan, looking for you.

Robert: Good. Because, wynn,

we've been presented with an opportunity
to not only survive but prosper.

Now, I need you to meet me
outside the gallatin bank on main.

Let's go.

Marshal givens.

Escort's a nice touch. It's
like visiting the wizard of oz.

Yeah, I never seen it.

All them flying monkeys? Uh-uh.

Well, you should stick with it.

At the end, they pull the curtain
back, turns out the guy's kind of a pussy.

How you been, ellstin?

I was wondering when you was
gonna make your way up here.

I had to stop off at the bank first.
You know the gallatin down the road?

You know they give out toasters
still if you open an account there?

Yeah, you get yourself
one of them toasters?

No. Did you?

Surprised to hear
you keep your money there,

seeing as that everyone knows that
place has been robbed so many times.

So you're saying
it's not a secure institution?

No. In fact, I hear that

Boyd crowder's gonna Rob
the bank again this very day.

Actually, I heard the
same thing. Did you?

Mmm-hmm.

You know what else I heard?

There's a fella
name of Robert quarles

that's gonna Rob Boyd crowder
soon as Boyd come out that bank.

Is that right? Mmm-hmm.

They say there's about
$3 million down there.

That's funny how that money bring
together all them wayward personalities.

But they gonna be right there.

All in the same place for you to do
whatever you want to do with them.

Hell, I'd just let them kill
each other if I was you,

but I'm not.

Well, looks like Christmas is
coming early to law enforcement.

Just trying to do my
part as a good citizen.

And clear out the competition.

The competition?

Marshal, do I look like
a big criminal warlord to you?

I'm just trying to do
what I've always tried to do.

Which is? Get people
to leave us the hell alone.

Amen? Amen.

Well, I've always said
it's good to have goals.

But until I deliver that money
into the marshals service,

there ain't no way you're
ever gonna be left alone.

You just wait and let
them hit that bank. No.

I know it ain't there.
Don't try to tell me it is.

It may once have been,
but not now.

No. No way you'd risk it.

Now, you tell me you got Boyd and quarles
all wrapped up in a pretty little bow.

Fantastic. I'm gonna make a
call to everyone who gives a shit.

In the meantime,
I am telling you

not a day passes federal boots
aren't on the ground in nobles holler,

churning up every acre
and then going over it again,

world without end,
until I get what I want.

Now, is that clear?

Cousin Johnny, pour
us a shot of that Elmer t!

Well? We gonna do it?

Vveh, boys,
I believe it's game on.

Ho! Right there's
a little bit of good news right there.

You understand the less
I hear from you, the better.

Johnny: How we gonna do this?

Well, that's a great question,
cousin Johnny,

'cause I will not be the only
one going through that door.

Hey, I'll do it. I will do it.
Boyd: You're not invited.

The person I want
to hear from is errol.

Unless, of course, you want to
give me that box number right now.

Well, like I said before,
Mr. Crowder,

you don't get the number
until you're in the vault.

Insurance. You understand?

Well, I guess it don't matter, 'cause
you're gonna be in there with me, right?

Well, just hold up. Okay?

I can't believe what I'm hearing.
I can't be hearing this right.

Am I not invited somehow
to this whole shindig

wherein upon we're
stealing my money?

Do I need to remind you gentlemen
whose money is this again?

Errol, help me out. It's
your mama's money, Dickie.

It's my mama's money.
Therefore it is my money.

It's my birthright, okay? So
what I think we're looking at here

is something along the lines of
a 70/30 kind of split in my favor.

Only because it is my money.

Okay? So why don't we just cool out,
draw us up a little contract, something?

Don't need to be
fancy or anything.

We can put it on a napkin
if that's what you want.

Is that okay with you, Boyd?

You know, my daddy,

he always told me, "son,
just 'cause you're paranoid,

"that don't mean that
somebody ain't out to get you."

Now, which one of you two
assholes is trying to set me up?

Salt or pepper?

Set...

Yeah, ldidn't think
it was you, Dickie.

There ain't any money in that
safe deposit box, is there, errol?

There ain't any of
mags' money at all.

Well, I knew it when you came
through the front door, see?

Why would you step
up against limehouse?

'Cause even with all that money,
you ain't got nowhere else to go.

So I'm gonna ask you
one more time, son.

What are you and limehouse
trying to walk me into?

To prison, Mr. Crowder.

Helen: They're cutting you out.

They're gonna run with
Dickie Bennett instead of you.

I got no other play! Boyd's crew
now. This is the way it works.

Boyd's a liar and a coward.

The man who killed me
sipping ginger tea in his bar,

and here you sit,
head hung like a piebald mule.

You bite your tongue, Helen!

He put you in here to rot

while he takes what he likes
and leaves you the wishbone.

Goddamn it, Helen.
I said shut your mouth!

Arlo!

Did you take your meds today?

I don't need them, Ava.

I'm gonna get them anyway.

You need to take
care of business, Arlo.

Arlo, get the phone!

What's he doing?

Arlo?

You've reached
Ava crowder. You know what...

Not Arlo's house phone
or Ava's cell.

And you lost quarles, which
leaves us with this shit right here.

Quarles is taken care of.
But this ain't like Ava.

Dickie: Hey, um, Boyd. Um...

You think maybe you'd want to
just let me know more or less

when you plan on killing me?

I mean, I think I have maybe a
right to know that much at least.

If limehouse wanted
me bound forjail,

I'm sure he had a word
with law enforcement,

and I'm guessing part of what he told
them was that you and errol are still here.

Am I right, errol?

So you rest easy,
Dickie Bennett.

You ain't gonna die this night.

I'll be back.

Don't let these two
out of your sight.

You boys aren't
dicking around, are you?

Just like you, we like to
be prepared. Any word?

Yeah, my man at the bar says
that crowder just drove away.

Youreahytmnk this is
gonna go down? I hope so.

'Cause if I'm missing my boy's t-ball
game for nothing, I'm gonna be pissed.

Dickie: Oh, waiting. Waiting,
waiting! A little more waiting.

Yeah, the waiting
wouldn't be so hard

if we had some decent food
or something to wait with.

Johnny? Have a pretzel.

Ho! Where you going, errol? Huh?

Now, I can't abide you
pulling that pistol on me, Dickie.

Now, I warn you. Easy, easy.

Now, don't you go warning me. I
don't think I can handle you warning me.

What do you think you're gonna do to
back up your big warning there, errol?

Got something up your sleeve?

Hmm.

Oh, I see! Yeah! You got
the silent treatment up your sleeve.

That's your answer for
everything, isn't it, errol?

Dickie, put that gun down
first, and then we'll talk.

Okay. All right.
Let's talk. Let's talk.

Huh?

Now, you and limehouse,
you're hiding my money.

Where? I told you. We
done had that conversation.

I told you. I don't know.
Yeah. Yeah, you told me.

I remember what
you told me, errol.

I remember what you said. Yeah.

"Dickie, it's okay.
Your money is right over here.

"Oh, no, no. It ain't over
here. It's over there."

So now I'm back to hearing,

"hey, ain't no money after
all. Ain't that a shame?"

I'm gonna have to call me
some bullshit on that, errol.

I know my money ain't just gone,

and I believe you know where it is, and
I believe you're gonna tell me where it is.

On your Mark, get set...

Thank you.

Dickie and limehouse's man
errol just left the bar.

Where are they going?

I got no damn idea, but I'm
gonna find out and let you know.

Givens.

What can I do for you?

You still
looking for that money?

Ava!

Ava: B Ava! Oyd!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Are you okay?

Ava: I'm fine.
Just get me out of here!

What happened?

Where's Arlo?
He's out of his mind.

Yeah. Johnny: Hey, Boyd, listen.

Dickie got the drop on me.
And he and errol, they lit out.

When I was coming to, I heard him
say something about the money. It's there.

It's with some girl,
Loretta, up in Lexington.

Dickie: That is a comfort.
"Reasonably so."

We've been driving around
damn near an hour.

You haven't even been close
to sure, and now you're sure?

Errol: Reasonably so.

Turn it off. Let's get out.
Here we go. Come on.

Attaboy. Up and out.
Up and out. Come on. Come on.

Come on. If you would, please, sir.
There you go. If you would, please, sir.

What you want me to do?
Put the key right in there.

There you go. Come on.

Right in there. If you would, please,
sir, one last time. There you go.

I can't get... stretch right
out. Watch your fingers.

Here we go.

What the... there we
go. Watch your fingers.

Fingers and toes. Attaboy.

What the... yeah. Good man.

How you doing, Dickie?
Dickie: Raylan.

Well, well, well, here we are.

Yeah, and you're here because...

Oh, I know. You must be here
to help hand out my money.

I got a trash bag in the car.

I'm here to haul your ass back to prison
just like I promised the judge I would.

But to be honest, I didn't
think it would happen so quickly.

I mean, when was that?
A week ago Wednesday?

And what is it you actually think that
you'd throw me back into prison for?

'Cause I believe what you're looking
at is... I'm just... what am I doing?

I'm coming to pay respects
to my baby adopted sister.

Is she around?
With a loaded weapon?

Loretta!
That's 42 months right there.

That's keeping her safe
right there as far as I can tell.

Keeping her safe?
Well, then why'd you break in?

That door was way, way
unlocked, and we both know this.

That...
That's another 20 months.

Is that what that is?

Not to mention the fella you got out
there in your trunk, kidnapped.

That's about 60 months.
You're racking up quite a stay.

The thing about
the fella in the...

Fella who may or may
not be in the trunk,

'cause he pretty much put
himself in there of his own doing.

And if! Happen to
have a firearm upon me,

it may have something to do
with the fact that there are

one or two people in this
world who want to do me harm.

You know what your trouble is?

You keep thinking you're tough.

So you're going back to prison
to be reminded you ain't.

You're just stupid.

You're just a stupid, craven,
hillbilly piece of shit.

Hell, maybe getting
tossed around like a pool toy

in the federal pen
is just the remedy you need.

I'm not going back, Raylan.

You are. No. No, no. No.

Let's try to look on
the bright side, huh?

At least you got your health.

Dickie, what choice do I have?

I appreciate the call.

How'd limehouse know that
they were gonna come after me?

He had eyes on you ever
since errol led Dickie off.

Figured it was
just a matter of time.

So what are you gonna do?

You understand this money we're looking
for has been used in criminal enterprises.

Ain't any way to untangle
who it was rightfully taken from

or any way to get it back to those
people if we ever did figure it out.

If we recover it, we'd just put it
in a locker down in our basement

until we can figure out
what the hell to do with it,

but it's still my
job to recover it.

And if I wanted to, I could throw your
ass in detention and make you spill.

Make you miss school, pull you out
of that foster family, the whole deal.

Is that what you're gonna do?
What do you think?

I think you should
do what you got to do.

You won't hear me
complaining either way.

Limehouse and I
came to an agreement.

His side was alerting me
to Dickie coming for you.

My side...

I'm gonna
respect mags' decision.

Well, I'm gonna
respect your decision then.

But I'll tell you something.

I drive by your place and see a
brand new Lexus in your driveway

or hear about Van halen playing
your goddamn birthday party,

I will drop down on you like a
piano, throw your ass in hock,

and take every bit of that money
with me. Do you understand?

Marshal,

I strike you in any
way as a Van halen fan?

Get out of here.

Try staying out of
trouble for once, huh?

No, I'm good.

The idea is to be better.

Mr. Duffy.

My favorite wynn-wynn situation.

Are you smoking oxycontin
in my motor coach?

I most certainly am.

Do that in your own vehicle.

My car's not that comfortable.
Robefl.

Limehouse told you
where to wait. Go wait there.

Is daddy getting mad?

For once in your life,
do what has been asked of you.

Hello.
Where are you, Mr. Quarles?

Uh, where you told me to be waiting out
for the big boom and a shitload of sirens.

Ellstin: Well, I'm afraid
you can wait all night.

Mr. Crowder is not
gonna hit that bank.

Why is that?

Well, you can ask
him when you see him.

Am I going
to be seeing him soon?

You know, I didn't tell you
because you did not need to know,

but that money he intended on
stealing from that bank belongs to me.

Now, the fact thathe
is no longer going for it

does not mean he can avoid
paying for his intent.

Now, you told me you're
a man of special skills.

And how can I be of service?

I want you to show
Boyd crowder them skills.

I'm sorry?

You heard me, Mr. Quarles.

Okay, what's in it for me?

Your debt will be forgiven.

Um, and where is he?

Oh, he's at that
little old bar. Okay.

Did you get that?

The gist. Yeah. Good.

You take your car,
and I'll take mine.

Now?

No. Let's let him kill
crowder or at least try.

Hey, Tom. Anything?

Nothing blew up, and no bank
got robbed. Where are you?

Five out. Why? Well, my
man outside crowder's bar said

someone who looked just like
quarles just pulled into the parking lot.

Not too many folks
look like Robert quarles.

I'll meet you up there.

What the hell is he doing here? I
thought you said it was taken care of.

Itwas supposed to be.

Goddamn it.

What's he doing now?

Well, it looks like
he's snorting shit up his nose.

Oh, shit, shit, shit!

Mr. Quarles?

I hate to ruin your party, but
what in the hell you doing here?

Uh... coming out slowly.

Johnny.

My hands are in the air.

Now.

And as you can see,
I am unarmed.

Well, as you can see, I'm not.

Drop your weapon,
or I will shoot.

Drop it now.

Tom? Officer down!
Call for help!

Officer down, dispatch.
We need immediate...

Show me your hands!
Show me your hands!

Quarles did it.
Quarles shot him.

Drop it. Drop it.