All language subtitles for Justified.S04E09.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

Narrator:
Previously on justified...

We know drew's alive
and in Harlan,

but it's gonna be
a bitch to find him.

We could use your help.

Now we're getting to it.

Theo tonin knows
drew's alive, too,

and guess who
he's got on his payroll.

Boyd crowder.

You might start
with the other guys

Boyd's been seen with lately...

Lee Paxton and Gerald Johns.

One of your fellow inmates is cutting
a deal to get a transfer to club fed.

You give him up first,
deal's yours.

This fellow inmate
wouldn't happen to share

a last name with you, would he?

You okay? I'm fine.

Can we get back to the case?

I want to know
who put the hurt on you?

He was tweaking and pissed
off, asking about Ellen may.

Ellen may?

Where she is or did she
call or some shit.

Tim: Hey, Boyd crowder's ride.

You here for a check-up?

Yeah, igota...

Bagram lung.

What can I get you?
Same as before?

No. I need 20 grand.

I know you. We met at the va.

You were with that marshal.

Oh, yeah. Right.

Man: Popped in the chest...
Both of them.

One in his skivvies drug himself

clear across the floor
to get to his phone.

Rather than call 911,
he texts you.

Think you can shed some light

on to what this
text here is about?

"Bagram," it says... one word.

It's an air base we flew
out of back in the sandbox.

Other than that...

Must have thought it was
pretty important,

being his last word.

Dealer Dave,
he don't look like much,

but he was third battalion
fifth marines in fallujah,

and he knew everything there is
to know aboutweapon retention...

Hence, the skivvies
and the safe area.

Point is,

he dealt primarily to veterans.

Are you sure you can't
think of any connection,

given your service background?

I was never anywhere
near fallujah.

And your friend?

He was having some troubles,

is all I know.

Anything else?

Deputy marshal gutterson,
if you think of anything...

Any window into this mess...

You'll let us know?

Yeah, absolutely. Thanks.

Thought you were
never gonna get here.

You in that big a hurry
to transfer to supermax?

Ride on a bus couple hours,
see the sun?

That's like a carnival cruise.

Yeah, you say so.

It's all there.

All right, sunshine.
You got your tan.

Let's hit the road.

You think maybe
I could roll down a window?

Eh, we'll see.

Hey, they're leaving without me.

Ah, hell no.

What's this bullshit?

Hello, hunter.

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“

Are you shitting me?

You let Raylan take him?

Holy shit.

He said it was
a late birthday present.

Arlo givens' body
not even cold on the slab,

and you let Raylan drive off
into the sunset with his killer!

Have you lost your mind?

Where is he?

Tell me he's in leoville,

dropping off the prisoner
like a good boy.

Not unless they
moved it to Harlan,

'cause transponder's got him
around Baxter.

God damn it.

God damn it!

You want me to go up
and get him?

I want you to sit your ass down

and get used to
purging case files

until I figure out
how to like you again!

Tim: Do you want me
to call him? Yes, call him

and articulate to him
my extreme displeasure.

And let him know that if
anything happens to sheriff hunter

while in his custody,

he will no longer be
a marshal and neither will I.

And that is where
his nightmare will begin.

Tim: Do you want me to
write that down, or paraphrase?

Don't be a smartassl

and all the rest of you, I'm
gonna spend the rest of my day

calling local law enforcement
and putting bolos out on assholes.

So if anybody wants to
screw anything else up,

just wait till tomorrow.

God damn it.

So, what then?

"What then," what?

This... this is what
it's gonna be like...

You riding up there all quiet
like you're Harry Callahan

and I'm supposed to be
back here shitting myself?

Lord, I hope not.

I'm trapped in the car with you.

So then it's,
"he tried to escape,

"so I had to shoot him down
by the side of the road?"

Hunter,
I am a deputy us Marshall,

execuflng a prison transport.

You think I'm stupid? Want to wind
up in your old cell when this is over?

You're calling
'cause art's pissed.

You have no idea. I got some.

How is deputy dunlop faring?

Well, he's looking at a
bright future in mall security,

thanks to you.

I'll make it up to him.

You got to know better than
thinking you can hurt this guy.

I can hurt him a little,
can't I?

Raylan.

I'm just gonna sort
a few things out

before I drop the man off
safe and sound at leoville.

Such as?

I just want to know
who hired him to hit Arlo.

Dixie mafia, maybe.
That's my first thought.

Could be Boyd,
but given their history,

I don't know how that works.

You know art's got locals out
looking for you. To be expected.

Meaning maybe you could
use a little help.

Yeah. Help how?

I could tell art
I got your voicemail,

buy you a little time to do
whatever it is you got in your head.

I could come up to Harlan,
poke around the crowder place.

I appreciate that, Tim,
but don't put yourself out.

I mean, you go up that way,

it's bound to blow south.

And, besides, I got something I
want to check out anyway. I got to go.

This is our stop.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What the hell is this?

Oh, this?

This is where I start
to find out what's what.

Deputy, I'm not sure I understand
exactly what it is you're after.

Hunter, you remember
back in the day,

Arlo got picked up for assault?

Something to do with
Johnson McClaren's dog?

Owl

Johnson McClaren's dog?

Oh, the dog was
shitting on your lawn.

Arlo roughed up McClaren over it

and I arrested him. Jesus, god.

All that dog did
was bark and shit,

like one thing had
something to do with the other.

Some kind of collie mix,
I think.

I had a yorkie, growing up.

May I ask... now accusations

are flying every which way.

The mcclarens are gunning up
to go after the givens.

The givens are calling on the
crowders to go after the sorensons,

who are kin to the mcclarens.

It sounds like
a complicated time.

Until my mama, Frances.

Remember what she did, hunter?

She called a meeting.

She said it was time we all
got together and hash it out.

She had some French blood
in her, I believe,

and she told us how the term
"hashing it out"

came from
the French word hatchet,

meaning to cut through
all the bullshit.

And your idea of cutting
through the bullshit is

you showing up at my motor
coach with a prisoner in tow?

This prisoner is one
hunter mosley.

And he may be the only
person I know alive...

Who knows drew Thompson.

Well, now. Mr mosley is
being transported to supermax

in the recent wake of
putting a shiv in Arlo givens,

such to end his life.

So I figure,

Dixie mafia has got a history
with Arlo and drew.

Why not put the two of you
together and see what shakes out?

I'm sorry. Wait.

Are you saying Arlo is dead?

You don't seem happy.

I figured,
if you ordered the hit,

we'd all be drinking
wild Turkey by now.

Deputy Marshall, I am
truly sorry for your loss,

but you have to understand,

I had no idea.

Thank you, wynn.

Whatever your other failings,

I believe that's true.

Dixie mafia has no skin
in the kill-Arlo game.

I mean, if they kill Arlo, how
are they gonna find the man

they're looking for, which
is to say, drew Thompson?

Since you're here already,

maybe I could help you
take care of this right now.

Could be fun...

Noodling on ideas about
what to do with mr hunter.

It's only been
on the market a week.

It's gonna go fast.

Well, you always said
you wanted a garden.

That's a garden.

Lord,

it's like a storybook.

Storybook is
right, right down to the rosebushes

and the white picket fence.

Uh, there's a sheet
with all the specs,

although the house
speaks for itself...

Glorious views
out of every window.

Oh.

Fully integrated
security system, as you just noticed.

Honey, don't you know
opening anything will set it off?

Oh, uh...

Sorry.

Baby.

What do you think, baby?

A 60-inch television screen
and my daddy's 14-point buck?

Boyd?

Ava, what is it?

That's the maid's room, there.

And that's the laundry room.

And that's a walk-in closet.

Then I think
you go through here.

There's a den.

It leads to the outside.

Um, and there should be a
fountain across the yard, in the corner.

How do you know all this?

When my mama used to
clean this house,

the maids used to
come through the back,

but I remember that little room

and playing in the fountain.

I never knew that
about your mama.

So she cleaned a lot of
houses up here in clover hill?

Mmm-hmm. They'd
smile at her real nice.

But they locked up theirjewellery
whenever she came over.

Hmm.

Woman: So, do you like
what you see so far?

Mmm-hmm. It's a big place.

I don't know if you got help,

but it's a lot of house
to clean on your own.

Can we see the outside?
Of course.

It sits on over
an acre of grass.

Again, a lot of upkeep.

Are you sure
I can't show you something

a little further down the hill?

There are some lovely
starter homes down there...

Beautiful views, quaint.

You and your husband
might... fiance.

You and your fiance might
want to think about the commute.

What kind of work
did you say you do?

Uh, we didn't.

I ask because the banks are
getting very stringent with applications.

Honey, I didn't know any better,

I'd say our realtor is implying
we ain't got the means

to buy up here.

Oh, no, no, no. I... I didn't
mean anything of the sort.

I was just pointing out
that the banks...

Whatever home we buy,
we'll buy it outright...

Pay cash... obviating the need
to get in the gutter with the banks.

Ava, honey hmm?

Maybe real-estate agents
are like new houses...

You shouldn't fall in love
with the first one.

Woman: Oh.

Mr crowder.

Now, waita minute. I...

Thank you very much.

But we don't need your shit.
You have a nice day.

Boyd: It's a beautiful house.
I say we buy it.

I'll put your mama's name on a
plaque and put it on the front door.

I love calling you fiance.

As much as I love heanngit

but you know what?

I think you and your mama just got me
one step closer to finding drew Thompson.

What would you have done if
Duffy hadn't have stood aside?

Duffy knows me.
We have a history.

Point is, he'll send
someone for you in prison.

You're gonna die
in leoville, hunter...

Sooner, not later.

You think, huh? Mmm-hmm.

Maybe I'm a little craftier
than I look.

Maybe you don't need to be.

What does that mean? It
means I offered you a deal.

Well...

A lot has happened since then.

Nonetheless, the deal stands.

Give me drew,

you can write your own ticket
to a better place.

Raylan: God.

What the hell
is the matter with you?

You want to die in the street?

Oh! Is that it?

And you think
I'm gonna let that happen?

Hunter: What the hell
are you doing?

In the words of Arlo givens, "I'm trying
to knock some goddamn sense into you."

What are you so afraid of?

You'd rather die here
than give me what I'm after.

Shoot me.

Put me in the car.
Take me to leoville.

Ava: Arnold, you know we take
care of our longtime customers.

Just to show that we at
audry's got no hard feelings...

I believe my sufferings earned
me many, many free visits.

Absolutely.

Now, you sit right here.

I got a surprise for you.

It better not be some dumb
whore popping caps at me.

You just count to three
and take that thing off.

All right.

One, two...

Three!

Surprise. God damn it.

Are you sure you're in
the right place, honey?

I'm here looking for Ellen may.

Oh, you're a friend
of Ellen may's?

Um, more like an acquaintance.

She was a member
of my brother's congregation.

Oh, I heard about all that.

You poor thing.

Uh, Ellen may moved on.

She took to Alabama
is what I heard.

Heard the word. Took
it to heart.

Said something about, uh,
working at a church out there.

I'm sorry. Did you say Alabama?

Mmm-hmm.
She didn't leave an address,

but if I hear from her,

I could try to leave a message.

What is it, sugar?

She left word with one of
our former parishioners,

seeking guidance...

Said she was all tore up
about something.

Huh. When was this?

Uh, yesterday.

Well, that is strange.

She didn't say where she'd be,

but I just reckoned
it'd be here.

Uh, if you see her,
will you be sure

and tell her
that I'm praying for her?

If she needs me,
I'll be at the church

or Lacey's garage,
getting my truck fixed.

Okay, then.
Have a wonderful day.

Bye.

Now, you got your start
in the security business.

Am I right?

I'm looking for somebody...

Could have been
an employee of yours.

He would have been
a new employee.

He worked security for you
back in the 80s, up on the hill.

What is it?

We got a problem.

Is that you, Shelby?

Deputy givens.

Locals got a bolo on you.

A bit concerned... they claim
you wandered somewhat afield

of your destination.

Just want to make sure hunter
here gets a chance to see the sights

before we get to leoville.

I don't suppose
you've come to rescue me.

Well, I've come to make sure
you hadn't been took hostage.

Given hunter's appearance,

maybe I ought to be
worried the other way.

Injuries sustained in the
course of trying to throw himself

in front of a tanker truck.

Sooner kill himself than
tell me what I want to know.

You know I'm supposed to take you
in, convey you to the marshals service.

The deal is simple...

One name, he wins.

Seems like a no-brainer to me.

Well, here's what I'd do.

Sweat him another half-hour.

Maybe he takes the deal,
maybe he doesn't.

Either way, you've
done what you could.

You move on.

Or I drive him around
another half-hour,

he doesn't want to
take the deal,

I press a gun against his ear,

send him where he wants to go.

And you got no other plan?

I got constable Bob sweeney
up at Lee Paxton's hunting lodge,

looking into possibilities
for drew Thompson.

Could be Gerald, could be Lee.

I figured maybe I'd
drag him in front of them,

see what shakes out.

Well, Paxton and Gerald
are bound to be a bitjumpy,

likely gunned up in the wake
of their friends being took out.

Leave my car here.

I'll ride with you all.
We'll see what's what.

Hey, Boyd. What's going on?

Preacher Billy's sister,
Cassie, came into audry's,

saying Ellen may
left word for her.

Left word? Do you mean before...

I mean left word
for her yesterday.

Now, you understand why this
has caused us a little concern?

That's not possible.

Ellen may is dead and gone

and there's no way she's leaving
word about anything to anybody.

Then what the hell is going on?

Look, she came into town
on a grift

with her milked snakes,
her arms out for cash.

Now, likely as not, she's just
angling for another payday.

I got a bad feeling
about this, Boyd.

Something ain't right.
She's fishing.

Now, something
Ellen may told her.

She isn't sure.

Boyd: She'll toss in
the dynamite,

close the door,

wait and see what we do.

Now, she said she's either
gonna be in town at the garage

or at her church.

You think you can
handle the church?

What do you want me to do?

Right now,
I just want her found.

Now, I'll go into town.

You call me if you find her.

All right.

She came looking for you.

She ain't gonna be hard to find.

And when we find her, we'll bring her
back here and hear what her game is.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

So, what do you got?

I don't get a "hello"?

Hello.

You called me. What?

I saw Ava and some woman
I've never seen before,

talking about Ellen may,

looking all serious.

Come on. Come on.

What woman?
I don't want anything

I told you coming back
on me, Johnny.

No, you don't need to
worry about Ava right now.

You need to worry
about me. Understand?

Now, I need you to tell
me exactly what you heard.

So, wait. Who's wynn Duffy?

Uh, Dixie mafia such-and-such,

tools around in a motor
coach. Don't matter.

And you went there to what end?

I figured, if he
put the hit on Arlo,

maybe I'd suss it out, having
hunter there in front of him.

But he didn't.

I don't believe so, no.

That means drew put
the hit out himself, or...

- Maybe crowders.
- Hunter: Yeah.

Oh, I'm sorry.

You have something to say now?

Oh, you think as I'd so
much as piss on a crowder

if he's afire... You
really are chasing your own dick.

Still haven't forgiven the
clan for what the one did.

No, Raylan, I haven't
forgiven Henry crowder raping,

torturing, and murdering
my niece.

Don't mean you wouldn't
take their money.

A feud ain't about money oh.

And it ain't done till
it's done.

Me and the crowders...
We ain't done.

Tough... keeping up a
beef from a supermax cell.

You was the one brought it up.

Arlo kicking up a feud over some

dog pooping in your yard.

That's Arlo for you.

Yeah, only you
remember it the wrong way.

He's right. Dog was incidental.

Johnson McClaren verbally
assaulted your mother, Frances.

Arlo saw fit to shove a pound
of dog shit down his dirty mouth

kind of poeticjustice.

Assaulted how?

He made implications around
town as to her proclivities,

things he'd like to see her do.

Pushed it too far.

Frances took the high road...

Called a truce, although she
had every right to be affronted.

You're daddy
was protecting her honour.

Arlo did that?

Mmm-hmm.

Frances took a path
I never could.

I'd put down
Henry crowder again,

whatever it took...

And again and again...

Same way each time.

Hunter: Once you make a
decision, set down the path,

you follow it right
to the end, at least...

That's the way I always saw it.

Hunter, are you trying to tell us
this is all about honour for you?

I'm talking about who we are.

'Cause that's why
we do what we do.

Well, if drew don't want to
see you die keeping his secret,

maybe you'll get lucky
and he'll step up.

Otherwise, you got
a short, ugly road

once the Dixie mafia gets
a hold of you in leoville.

She wasn't at the garage...

Not anywhere in town
I could find.

Did you hear from Colt?

No. Butwe will.

Cassie coming into audry's?
What the hell is going on?

The wind ain't done blowing
yet. Colton's checking it out.

How long does it take to
get to that church anyway?

Boyd: Baby, you know
as well as I do,

you can't get any cell
service up in that holler.

Colt's checking it out?

Isn't that what I just said?

You can't trust Colt.

What are you saying?

I'm saying the man's a liar.

He never killed Ellen may.

Uh... well, uh, cousin Johnny,

Ava and I have been trying
to put together a puzzle,

and it seems like you have
some of the missing pieces.

Why don't you start
from the beginning?

You got to understand, Boyd,

I didn't want to accuse
him without something solid.

You brought him in here,

put him up in that
catbird seat over me...

Some clown
I never even met before.

And he ain't kin...

Wasn't even in
your damn unit over there.

But he was your friend, so I
didn't know what I could do.

So when you suspect he's been
lying to us, you do absolutely nothing.

I was there for devil.

I have always
been there for you.

Sorry, friend, church is closed.

Most of the congregation
moved down to green rock holler.

I know you.

You're hurting.

Medicated.

Trying to numb
the pain of your sins.

But you feel trapped, don't you?

By the drugs,
by the weight of it all?

You come seeking solace?

I come looking for Ellen may.

Well, she's not here...

That much I can guarantee you.

Let me help you.

Don't you want to be free
from the devil's grip?

Where is she?

Where's Ellen may?

Oh! Huh?

No! Where is she?
You playing with me?

Don't! Did you
send me that text?

Where is she?

Where the hell is she?

Tim: Let her go.

Right now! Let her go! Oh!

Deputy us marshal.
Are you all right, miss?

This isn't your business.
I'm making it my business.

You remember me, bagram lung?

Your cough seems
to have cleared up.

My friend Mark from the va

got killed
at his dealer's place.

I don't remember you
being this quiet last we met.

Did you kill my friend?

I wouldn't.

You're not drawing on
junkies and dealers now.

Boyd: Miss Cassie?

You stay right where you
are. Deputy us marshal.

I know who you are, deputy.

Boyd: Uh, miss Cassie,
I offer my deepest apologies

for my associate's behaviour.

Now, with your
permission, officer,

I just want to take
my friend with me.

I will make sure that his
transgressions are properly punished.

You have my word.

Colt,

put the gun away.

Now, all we want
is to leave in peace.

Need I remind you that you
are an officer of the peace?

Thank you.

Boyd, I'm telling you,
she knows something.

I'm sure she does. We'll
clear it up soon enough.

My truck. Let Johnny
take it. You ride with me.

When we get back to the barn,

you can tell me what's what.

Keys.

Constable Bob.

What brings you up here?

Mr Paxton, I'm here
on marshal business.

I've been tasked with
gathering you for a meeting.

So, uh, could you
put your gun down, please?

Marshals must have
fallen on hard times,

sending you to do
their business.

What, did they run out of chimpanzees
on their way down the food chain?

Go on home, Bob.

Some bad men headed this way,

looking to put a hurt on
me and Gerald.

We got this.

Lee, hang on! Just...

My name's mr Paxton,
as far as you're concerned.

You touch my door again, I'm
within my rights to shove this barrel

right down your fat,
little throat.

Look, there's no
reason to get nasty, all right?

You just go on home, boy.

Play cops and robbers
in the mirror, hmm?

You go... you go play
asshole in the mirror, Lee.

How about I shove my foot
down your goddamn throat!

Hey, are you deaf?

I told you to get the
hell off my property.

I told you to drop
that weapon right now!

What the hell
is going on out here?

Both of you disarm!

Well...

Midget police is here.

Aim low, Lee.

Just... you drop your guns!
That's an order!

What in the hell?

God damn it, Bob.

Down! Stop it!

You put it down!

Go home, you little shit!

I'll show you midget police.

Here we go. I'll cover the back.

Sit tight.
Try not to catch a stray.

Us marshals!
Everybody stop shooting!

Cops and robbers!

Bob! Stop it!

Everybody calm down!

Tell that goddamn
nutball to stop!

Shut up.

Guns down. Hands up.

Raylan: You too, Bob.

Put the goddamn gun down.

Sorry. They just kept
pressing my buttons!

All right. Just...

Take a moment.

You got cuffs
small enough to fit him?

He wasn't the only one
shooting, if I'm not mistaken.

We're within our right
to protect property.

Save it. Don't give a shit.

I'm here about drew Thompson.

Sorry about Arlo.

Should have been clean and easy.

He was a tough old bird,
that guy.

You stood up for me.

I told you I'd keep
your secret, and I did.

I was trying to tell you on
the drive up here. I know.

I always knew.

So what now... drew?

Now I pull the ripcord for real.

I'm grateful
for what you've done...

Itruly am.

You take care now.

Wouldn't be hard finding out if
hunter owed either of you something...

Reason to go after Arlo.

Wait, so that's what it's about?

Some hit on your daddy
connected him to hunter mosley.

Jailbird,

ex-lawman in the mob's pocket...

Hey, that ain't how it was.

Hunter got himself in a bind.

Bob, as much as I
value your contributions...

Right, but everything this
guy's saying is bullshit, all right?

Is that right?
Yeah, that is right.

Hunter and Shelby looked
after me when I first come here,

on account of that kid,
Ollie kemp.

I put him in a coma.
Did I tell you about that?

I did?
Well, they did right by me.

A lot of people were looking
to put a lot of hurt on me

'cause of what
I did to that kid,

and those two
were just partnered up.

Hunter was barely a recruit...

Still took care
of myjuvie probation,

still got me the job
at the sav-more.

Even when Shelby
took the fall for hunter,

I knew I was lucky having
those guys looking after me...

Say that again. Shelby did what?

Well, hunter went after
Henry crowder,

crowder disappeared,
and Miami got involved.

There was all these hard
eyes on the sheriff's department,

but Shelby took the heat...

You know,
just acted the scapegoat.

Did some back-channel deals

so that hunter could
continue on in his career.

That's when Shelby
got into mine security.

And even then,

Shelby put a word
in for me at the academy.

Of course, they gypped
me on the physical

and had me run that
goddamn obstacle course

in the spring, with the pollen.

I guess we about hashed
through all the bullshit now,

didn't we, Raylan?

Bob: Hey, where the hell
is my patrol cruiser?

Keep an eye on him.

Just keep an eye on him.

A bullet to the head, right?

What?

How you killed Ellen may?

You put a bullet
right in her brain.

Yeah, and, well,
she didn't feel a thing.

What kind of gun did you use?

The.45.

Back of the head.

She's so small and light,
it nearly blew it clear off.

Can I see it?

You didn'tdump it?

Hell no, I didn't dump it.
That's my service weapon.

I smuggled that all the
way back from kandahar.

Don't worry...
That slurry chemicals,

they're gonna kill
all the ballistics.

And I don't want to
part with that.

But you did it at the pond.

No, it was the woods

on the way up to the slurry.

I told you all of this already.

I like a .45.

It's a very powerful gun.

You can stop
a very big boy with it.

But me, myself,

I prefer a 9 mill.

Show me.

What? Point this gun
at the back of my head

and show me exactly
where you pulled the trigger.

Are you serious?
Oh, I'm very serious.

It's right there.

Well, why not in the front,

like this?

Because I didn't want
to scare her.

Why?

Why what?

Why are you lying to me, Colt?

What's going on here, Boyd?

We know you didn't
kill Ellen may.

The lying stops right now.

Boyd.

Tell me.

Just tell me.

I don't know what it...

Beating on Teri and
asking about Ellen may?

Ha ha, that was
a big-ass mistake.

Tell me the truth, Colt.

Tell me.

I am so sorry, Boyd.

I messed up.

You have no idea
what you've done.

Uh...

Boyd, I'm so sorry.

I had her in my car.

And we stopped
at the gas station.

And I, iwent into the
bathroom to check my gun,

I came out, and she vanished.

I have been
trying everything I can

to make this right.

When I thought that
the sheriff's department

picked her up,
I went down to Shelby

and I asked for his help,
but she vanished.

What did... what did you say?

She's just gone, Boyd.

No, about Shelby.
What did you just say?

I went to him and his deputies.

We looked up the records,
but there's nothing on her.

Shelby knew that
Ellen may was alive?

Yes. Him. Sheriff Shelby?

My sheriff Shelby knew that
you were looking for Ellen may?

Yes... him, his
deputies, all of them.

I went to his house!

Get him out of my sight.

Johnny: Hey! Let's go.

I've seen
my share of addiction...

You know all those poor
souls who came to see Billy,

just looking for salvation.

You had empathy for that man.

You held back.

When I take him down,
his eyes will be clear.

Listen...

You see those men around again,

you give me a call, all right?

Been a while since someone
showed a little kindness.

Got to go.

No, I'm not leaving you!

It's just a precaution.

Now, you... you know
Shelby's been angling

togetoutfiom
underneafltus. No, Boyd.

I'm gonna see you soon.

I'm just gonna have
a conversation with the man

and see what it is he knows.

We're in this together. We are.

But delroy is on you.

Go.

Okay.

I should have killed her myself.

Well, it may come to that yet.

Go.

Shelby?

Hello, Boyd.

Not him. I, I am unarmed.

I'm just a civilian
on an evening stroll.

Drew goddamn Thompson.

Why the hell didn't you run?

Where am I gonna go...

Run through the woods
in prison orange?

I couldn't even take a crap without
dumping on some Leo out looking for me.

That ain't no kind of life.

Well, that's
an evolved perspective.

Since I didn't run,
I don't suppose

any part of that offer
is still available?

In the car, on the way up,

you were telling Shelby
you'd never talk.

Like I said, that's who we are.

There ain't no deal
any more, hunter.

I'm sorry. That ship sailed
with drew Thompson.

Hmm, for all it's worth,
I'm sorry about your daddy.

Eh, don't be.

We had a nice visit
before he passed.

Did you? He told
me that he loved me

and that he thought
I was a good boy,

said he was sorry for all
the times he was a dick.

He was gonna miss
seeing me grow up,

but he'd be watching
over me every day.

Sounds like Arlo, all right.
What can I say?

The man never let me down.

Raylan.

You listen to what
your mama taught you

and not that old son of a bitch,

you may turn out all right.

But I wouldn't count on it.

'Cause I think we both
know whose voice it is

makes you do what you do.

Let's go find drew Thompson.