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Gentlemen.

Howdy, boys.

- Hey. - Howdy.

Welcome to Ulysses.

What can I get for you tonight?

Hey, how you doing, Courtney?

Can I get five steak sandwich generals?

Five generals!

All right. Fries, tater tots, or onion rings with that?

You know I want tater tots.

Heck, I dream of tater tots, day and night.

- And what to drink? - I'm gonna have a Dr Pepper.

What you guys want to drink?

- Dr Pepper. -Dr Pepper's good.

Cherry Coke here.

Yeah, give me four Dr Peppers,

and one cherry Coke for my counselor.

- Sure thing. Will that be all? - That's gonna be it.

How are you doing tonight? Doing all right?

I'm doing just great.

We'll have it out as fast as we can.

We cook everything fresh.

Fresh. That's just great.

That's why we love it.

Order up!

♪ Well I've been lockin' myself up in my house ♪

♪ For some time now

♪ Readin' and writin' and readin' and thinkin' ♪

♪ And searching for reasons and missing the seasons ♪

♪ The Autumn, the Spring, the Summer, the snow ♪

♪ The record will stop and the record will go ♪

♪ Latches are latched and the windows down ♪

♪ The dog coming in and the dog going out ♪

♪ Up with caffeine and down with a shot ♪

♪ Constantly worried about what I've got ♪

♪ Distracting my work but I can't make a stop ♪

♪ My confidence on and my confidence off ♪

♪ And I sink to the bottom and rise to the top ♪

♪ And I think to myself that I do this a lot ♪

♪ World outside just goes, it goes, it goes ♪

♪ It goes, it goes, it goes

♪ And witness it all through the blinds of my window ♪

♪ Three, four I'm a little nervous ♪

♪ 'Bout what you'll think

♪ When you see me in my swimming trunks ♪

♪ And last night in New York

♪ I got raging drunk

♪ Remember one time

♪ I got raging drunk

♪ Now, I can recall

♪ A time when we made the city ♪

♪ Streets our playground

♪ Swimming in a fountain

♪ Filled with cigarettes and bottles ♪

♪ Sped through Italian city

♪ Streets of cobblestone

♪ I've grown too aware of my mortality ♪

♪ To let go

♪ And forget about dying

♪ Long enough to

♪ Drop the hammer down

♪ And let the indolence

♪ Go wild and flying through

♪ Because we had to

-Hey, fellas. - Whoa! Howdy.

Hey, I hate to interrupt, but, um...

These guys have had a situation come up,

and y'all reckon we can talk to Amziah for a minute?

Are you asking their permission?

Of course you can talk to me.

What, is it serious?

As in, "I shouldn't be making a joke" kind of serious?

Found these barrels in a stolen truck.

We're thinking maybe honey, so we're trying to find

someone to confirm that for us.

Push that. Yeah, push that button.

Where is this?

That's where the 81 spurs north.

- And who stole it? - No idea.

Truck's pulled over and the driver ran off.

What's the weight of the barrel?

It's about 600 pounds.

I bet that's honey, then.

And you know just by the weight?

I don't know. Nothing else gets that heavy.

- What, do you guys work together? - No, I'm his friend.

And I'm his counselor, if he needs me.

He makes sure I don't say something stupid.

It's a 24/7 job.

Rippy's got a law practice here in town.

- And you make the honey? -No, sir.

The bees make honey.

But I keep bees and I extract, yes.

What does that mean, extract?

That means I bring it in from the fields

and take it to my processing plant

and barrel it, bottle it, and sell it to people

in little bears.

So how might you think that much would be worth?

For a barrel like that?

Um... a guy like me,

15, $1,600 a barrel.

But the street value is many times that.

Like, what we talkin'?

Well, everyone gets their own prices and figures

out of their own game.

But I know if it was me selling 600 pounds,

mine in 1 pound jars,

I could make $12,000 a barrel.

We got 20 barrels on that truck.

Mm-hmm.

So if there's two, that's about...

About a quarter million dollars.

Well, we're trying to identify who the owner is.

There's been a lot of honey theft and we want

to identify the owner independently.

Well, you go letting honey guys know

there's 20 barrels of honey sitting on a truck

on the side of the road,

you're suddenly gonna have a lot of guys that

suddenly have a lot of honey stolen.

I would be careful

poking around in this business, fellas.

It is not full of kind people.

Would you have a way to tell us

where it's from and whose it is?

Well, I can try.

Can you get a barrel to me here

so I can take it to my plant?

Melt it out?

Yes, sir. Got it.

On it.

The only way to see who the owner is

is to melt out that honey

and see if he left a marking up in there

for a situation like this.

Guys do that?

They do if they think

their honey's gonna get stolen.

So you think that could be evidence

of where it's from in the bottom?

Well, I think it's your last option

any way you look at it.

All right, we're gonna need some chains

and a ratchet strap.

- Yeah, I got. - A big handle kind?

Yeah. Shut up.

All right, fellas, I'm gonna need

as much help as I can get up in here tonight,

'cause anybody in my crew's already stoned or drunk by now anyway.

- Whatever you need, sir. - All right, you ready?

-God damn. -Whoo!

There it is, the first curse words of the night.

And many more to come.

God bless us all, everyone.

That's a bullshit room right there, that is.

That's not enough to melt it down in one night?

No, not even close.

But if you do like what you've seen so far,

I just got a bright idea that's going to turn

this operation up another notch.

Gonna call a previous employee of mine.

Man'll have everything a man can need and more

in the heat department.

This dude is prescription-strength, fellas.

Name's Remick.

Come on, come on, come on.

Hold!

Ah!

I just drove backwards all the way here,

and I never even put it in drive.

-How's your dad been? -Oh, he's good.

You hear he got hearing aids?

So, he'll be able to hear the smoke alarm this time.

I didn't, but that sounds like an overdue deal for him.

- This is Colemar. - Good to meet you.

Know how long this is gonna take?

No idea, but you're welcome to hang around

as long as you want.

I didn't call you, I called Remick.

Still dating Sonya?

Yep. Why, have you seen her lately?

Oh, why you ask like that?

She got a tragedy of a haircut

because the lady cutting it got all emotional

talking about her dead boyfriend

and forgot whose hair she was cutting,

so she goes and cuts off Sonya's bangs

and she fucked her up even more trying to fix it.

She looks like a depression-era lady now.

Man, you can't say that, Colemar.

You just said that about her, like, 20 minutes ago.

Yeah, I'm her boyfriend, Colemar,

means I got special privileges.

People keep calling me to ask what happened

because they're too afraid to ask her.

Sounds like you two need to talk.

Yeah. We do, man, I'm not gonna lie.

Oh, hey, is your banjo up here?

Banjo's at home,

but mandolin's in the truck. Why?

Well, Colemar here can play like a son of a bitch.

Like that inbred kid right out of Deliverance.

- No shit? - Yeah.

Except people pay me to play.

So I'm not just going to sit up here

and give everyone a free show.

Not trying, son. No one asked you to.

What kind of banjo you got?

Fender 54. Do you ever hear that?

Yeah, those are like banjos

for if you're not a professional.

What's yours?

I play a Deering, I haven't played a Fender 54

since I was probably, like, 12.

I know someone with a prewar Gibson Granada.

Lets me play it from time to time.

Hey, you know somebody with a Granada?

-Pre-war. - Who?

I don't tell people because then they tell people

and then the banjo ends up stolen.

No one's gonna steal a fucking banjo.

People steal banjos, Remick, all the time.

You don't have to yell, son,

I'm just saying I didn't know anybody had a Granada.

Well, now you do.

He's a combative little scoop of a man, ain't he?

You must make a lot of money playing that Deering.

I do great.

In all seriousness, mind if I ask you a question?

What?

What are you doing haulin' propane tanks

and not playing on a Friday night?

He just read your book, bitch.

See that door?

Everything goes in there.

If you get lost along the way

you can yell at Remick for directions.

It's about that hard, which ain't very.

Sandra's got your ratchet straps,

where do you want 'em?

Oh, hey, girl. You didn't need to do that.

We were right nearby when he called. What's going on?

Trying to figure out whose Godforsaken honey this is.

- Is that Remick? - Yep.

And his ventriloquist doll.

You think this is going to work?

I have no clue.

I've never done it like this before.

You gotta admit, it looks badass.

Where do you want this tub?

I don't know, Remick, you tell me.

That was a dumb question, I know.

Are we getting paid for this?

Oh. Now, that is not a dumb question,

I don't think, wouldn't you say?

I would want to know the same thing.

Hey, what was your name again?

- Colemar. - Colemar.

Hi, Colemar.

Raise your hand in the air

if you asked Colemar to be here tonight.

I guess that's who's paying you, son.

Every day's a gift, am I right, little scoop?

Good Lord, it's hot in here

and it makes me glad.

Ah!

Do not come in here

if you think you're gonna die.

Because I will say I warned you,

and then I will sue you and your family estate

after your own funeral.

Ain't that right, counselor?

- Don't work like that. - Well, it ought to.

This is where they decap frames.

This used to be one of my jobs when I worked here.

What does that mean, decapping frames?

It's like you get rid of the wax

so you can access the honey.

Wait, there's wax in honey?

Did you for real just ask that?

And no promises, but with all this extra heat and gravity,

we might just get this little honey bitch out by morning.

We'll be able to see if there's marking up in there.

So this is the extractor for the honey.

So you put the frames in there,

and then it spins around super-fast

and the honey comes out.

I don't understand.

Look, man, you turn it on there.

Pop that guy down.

And the honey comes out.

You don't explain things very well.

Oh, shit!

Whoa!

Ah!

Amziah!

Shit!

Amziah!

What are y'all yelling about now?

Oh, my.

Ah! It's bad.

It's bad.

Ah!

Where's his hat?

Where's his hair?

Keep pressure on it.

Why is my extractor on?

He wanted to know how it worked.

- Is his hair in my extractor? - I don't know.

Is all my hair gone?

Is his hair in my extractor?

Yeah, I think his ponytail fell in.

Shit, you got his bloody hair in my honey!

Where's a mirror? I want to see a mirror!

No you don't. Just sit tight.

Maybe it's in the pipe. Can I pull it out and look?

You don't touch another damn thing,

you son of a bitch!

Fuck! Look at there. Made me cuss.

Born again Christian.

I hadn't done that in two years.

- Thanks a lot, Remick. -Somebody get Colemar

- to a hospital. - I'll take him.

Let's get him up. Gotta move fast.

Come on, buddy.

Why is no one looking at me?

Is it bad? Be honest with me.

We're gonna take care of you, buddy.

Right now we're just going to walk, okay?

That was my favorite hat.

We'll get you a new hat, buddy.

We're gonna need

whatever part of him is in the extractor.

What do you need from us? We can help.

We just don't want to be in your hair.

It's kind of hard not to right now.

I can't believe I just said that.

Looks like his dangle got shot down my honey hatch.

-Then get it out. - I can't.

Amziah, we're gonna need the skin from in there

so that they can put it back on in the hospital.

What, do you think that's what they're gonna do,

like, sew it back on?

Yes, Amziah.

Why else were you going to go fishing it out?

Save my honey. I mean, what kind of question is that?

Well, now I think we gotta get it out

so we can save that poor boy's skull.

Sweet Jesus.

I didn't even think of that.

We can get that thing grafted back

- onto Colemar's skull. - You're right, you're right.

We ain't got a choice. You're right.

Guys.

There's a 24 hour gas station across the street,

y'all can go sit tight, we gotta go wake up

the guy that can fetch out the rest of that kid's scalp.

Shit.

Well, that still don't explain it, Chim.

Well, I was trying to get both home at the same time.

Well, it doesn't mean it's my fault.

What the fuck are you doing in the hot room?

I can't even begin to explain that to you.

And I'm not here to defend myself to you.

Say, which one?

Right one.

- Gonna need a light. - What?

- Flashlight. - Flashlight.

Rip, shut that hot room door

- and lock it, will ya? - Got it.

What are you doing in that room?

Trying to melt out some honey

out of the barrel by the morning.

- Right. - It's right down.

Right down the hatch.

Now, shine on the top.

On the top. Shit.

Yeah, yeah. There you go. Come on now.

Come on.

Shit.

Well, you see something? Why ain't youse talking?

Did he have a ponytail?

Well, yeah, he had a ponytail.

Who else ponytail would it be?

Oh, shit!

God!

Gosh damn it! Son of a bitch!

Let's get that... We need a cooler.

-The ball cap! - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- There's a ball cap in there. -There's a ball cap?

He was wearing a baseball cap. Yes!

Where's your cooler?

-Where's the cooler? - Huh?

Where's the cooler?

Um... Oh, shit. I ain't got a cooler.

Why'd you tell me to get a cooler?

I don't know, it's the first thing

that came to my mind, all right,

just 'cause we need one don't mean I got one.

What about a gallon, a jar or something?

No, no, those cost me eight bucks a pop. Hell, no.

- Are you being serious? - Yes, I'm being serious.

Go get, uh, one of them big bear jars.

It cost me a buck 20.

Ha! And hurry up!

Bullshit!

Ah! Damn it! Here we go.

- Here, here. - Ah! Ah!

Ah!

This is bullshit.

Stop complaining.

You're not the one holding Colemar's head meat.

- What you gonna do with that? -What?

I don't know, put it with the barrel.

Where are we going with that thing?

I'm calling them now.

You better be able to put this back together,

- Chim Chim Cher-ee. - Hey, it's Rippy.

We got this kid's hair. Where are you guys at?

Madison Park.

All right, we're on our way.

That is not what I'd be going

if I was getting my pony knot sewn back on.

No one here is disagreeing with you, Amziah.

Oh, shit fire, my chest is starting to hurt,

and that is a long ass drive.

So what?

Isn't time kind of important in these situations?

I'm sure it is.

But that doesn't change the fact

that we got to drive it to whatever godforsaken hospital

he chose to go to.

You think they'll give us a police escort?

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

Door, door, door!

Somebody!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

That goes to Kid Climpton and Colemar.

Fuck.

Ohh, shit!

Excuse me, ma'am, I got... I got a condition

and I forgot to take my prescription pills.

And then the banjo kid lost his head,

and the evening's been highly traumatic,

and I think I need some attention

because it could be urgent right about now.

Okay, can you fill out these two clipboards

and get me your insurance card?

Okay, this thing's asking me to tell you

if my chest is hurting and if this is an emergency,

which I did just tell you that.

You still want me to fill out all this shit?

You doing all right, man?

- Who is it? - It's Amziah.

From the honey plant.

And Remick.

Oh, hey, man.

Sorry about your equipment.

I didn't mean to mess anything up.

No, it's all right, son.

Nothing's damaged...

except your head, of course.

But not for too long, I don't think.

- Hey, can I ask you a question? - Okay.

What's it feel like?

I'm on some good shit right now,

so I'm not feeling anything too bad.

Plus, Remick slipped me some Apache fentanyl.

'Cause the hospital meds, they weren't cut...

Hey, Colemar, stop talking, bro.

Did someone hear me?

Shit. Are we not alone?

Shit. I-I'm sorry, Remick.

Son of a bitch.

What's going on?

Did Remick leave?

Yeah. I think you might have put him

in a bit of a position there.

Hey, I, uh...

I got your lucky hat back.

- Oh. For real? - Yeah.

Fished it out of there.

And do yourself a favor

when you... when you leave here, don't forget it.

'Cause you are going to need to wear it for a while.

Okay.

All right, son, well, listen, uh...

Maybe somewhere down the road

I can get to hear you play that Granada.

How's that sound?

Sounds good.

Okay.

I might grab a bit of food

for the kid and bring it back for him.

If I do that, you want me to get you anything?

No, I'm... I'm all right.

But thank you.

-It's just you? - Yeah.

Can I get you started with coffee, iced tea...

Just... Just... Just coffee, please.

Oh, my God.

Hey, kiddo.

I didn't know you're back around here.

Yeah.

How you been?

Okay.

How long you been back?

Not long. A few months.

It's so good to see you.

- Hey, you want to sit down? - I can't right now.

I didn't know you ever came out this far.

Well, this is...

It's not normally part of my rotation,

and I can't really begin to explain

what brought me out here today.

Are you doing all right?

I'm in one piece.

Which is more than I can say

for some of the folks I've been around today.

How about you?

Did you get into good foster homes

after you left us?

Kind of.

This is a nice place to work?

The folks are good to you?

It's a job.

Yeah.

Well, listen, I'm...

I'm going to be playing a gig at the Sand Plum,

in a few weeks, it's just right up the road.

You can't miss it. Now...

if you're off work,

maybe you can come on by

and you and I can discuss

maybe something better.

How's that sound?

Okay.

Were you gonna tell me you're back?

Of course.

All right.

Good.

♪ I could not stay for life

♪ I believe in love

♪ For the lights always in season ♪

Son of a bitch.

You made it!

I don't even know what to think about a thing like this.

What'd you think?

I loved it. You guys are great.

Come here. Come here.

I got something I want to talk to you about.

Have a seat. All right.

Now, I've been thinking.

All right, I got a big haul coming up,

and I could use some help.

From the beeyards?

In the beeyards.

Is that something you actually need help with?

Well, it is actually something I need help with. Yes.

Do you think I'd be able to do it?

I know you'd be able to do it.

Would you be able to tell me if I wasn't cutting it?

No, I wouldn't have to.

I'd just replace you.

Do you want to try?

I don't know. Maybe.

Okay. You don't have to make up your mind just yet.

Let's go get some food in our bellies

before you do, huh?

- Follow me. - Okay.

When's the last time you've been to a potluck?

I don't know if I ever have.

Oh, dear, sweet Jesus.

Let me just tell you something.

For as long as I can remember,

I've always wanted to walk someone

through a potluck.

Food displayed out on a table

is a higher point in my life than I traditionally admit.

Because there's truth and there's lies

in every potluck you see, there's a story in every dish.

And I'm here to tell you which dishes are the truth

and which are the lies.

Starting with Miss Aberdeen's black-eyed peas.

Now, every door Miss Aberdeen would walk through,

into or out of,

she'd make this sort of throat clearing,

chest clearing cough kind of sound,

kind of...

So I asked her one day, I said, "Miss Aberdeen,

"why do you make that sound

"when you walk through the door?"

She said, "Oh, I'm just casting out

"the demons on the entrances and exits."

Ain't that the truth?

Next up, we got the Kregger's mashed potatoes.

Now you see the Kreggers, they got this kid.

Anyway, I'll see him around town from time to time.

I'm telling you, he freaks me out.

I'll turn the corner,

and there that little S.O.B. is.

This child with a full-grown man's face and upper body.

It's like one of those Lollipop Guild munchkins.

Like those overworked farm kids?

Exactly. And, uh,

it's... it's tough on me because when I see him,

I truly do not know whether to talk to him

like the child that he technically is

or some 50-year-old alcoholic.

So are you basing your decision on that?

You're damn right I am.

So, those mashed potatoes are a lie

because of that kid.

Stay away from them.

Here's some good news,

Miss Juanita's green bean casserole.

Now, Miss Juanita's mom lost her eyesight

so couldn't tell the difference between an open door

and a glass door, so she kept walking into 'em.

So Juanita moved down here to take care of her.

So, is there any meat?

Uh, absolutely. There's some meat.

Skip all this meat and go straight for the brisket.

This brisket is made from a recipe from a cult.

Little church out in the middle of nowhere

that churns their own butter and shit.

No, it's not. You're making things up now?

I am not making nothing up. I'm serious.

This lady, Jill Cope,

she joined this church out in the country

with a bunch of women wearing the denim and the unibrows.

I mean, those eyebrows just make you want to go back to

that church with a pair of clippers

and set those poor girls free.

-From their eyebrows? -Amongst other things.

'Cause soon after my friend found out that

the head guy was married to, like, 19 of them.

That's when she stole this recipe

and defected the sect.

-Hmm. -That's the truth.

And finally we arrive at the gravy.

And gravy is basically

its own element on the periodic table.

Why? Because we ladled it over

everything we got on our plate.

And everybody here agrees on gravy

'cause we don't think a meal is worth eating

until our heart stops pumping while we're eating it,

myself included. Mm!

Say, you mind if I introduce some of my friends?

- For sure. - Oh, good.

I was probably gonna do it anyway.

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I don't know if you remember, but each stack of these white boxes

is a hive, a healthy hive, strong hive

that'll build up to 70,000 bees in the summer.

When I first got started, I was running between

5 and 700 hives.

In my heyday, I ran up to 1,500 hives.

Chimmy. Meet Kateri.

Kateri, this is Chimmy.

Chimmy doesn't believe in God,

but he's got no problem eating fine food

that these Christians brought up here tonight.

Absolutely, perfectly clear.

I don't understand a word of his swamp turkey lingo,

so don't feel bad.

And he and I got a set vocabulary,

but if he goes off script, I don't even try.

For a 1 pound jar of honey,

bees will travel over 55,000 miles

and visit between 3 and 7 million blossoms.

And even after we take it away from them,

they just do it again.

Turn around and rebuild

every time, no matter what.

It's a hell of a thing to rebuild.

Makes you realize how much we ought

to savor the taste of that honey.

How you doing, ma'am? This is Kateri.

- Kateri, Miss Juanita. - Well, hi, sweetie.

How do you know this man?

We stayed with him when we were kids.

Oh, you were one of his foster kids?

Yes, ma'am. Back with me and Glenda.

Her and her brother stayed a couple of years.

Oh, is that right?

I didn't know Amziah back then.

I moved here to help my mother when she lost her eyesight.

This place...

This is their community.

Bees coming and going.

Coming in from the fields,

bringing meals from near and far.

Talking to each other. Sharing stories.

Sharing food.

Everybody looking out for each other.

That's a healthy hive.

So are they all the same kind of bees?

Well, every hive is made of three kinds of bees.

You want me to break it down for you?

- Of course. - Okay.

Let's start with the drones.

Now, the drones are the biggest, all right?

There's not too many of them,

but without them,

there wouldn't be a hive at all.

And then you got the worker bees.

Now, these worker bees do everything from cleaning

to nursing to building the hive

to taking care of the dead.

They're also the foragers, meaning they...

they fly off and bring what they find

out in the world back to the hive.

Most of what you see here are worker bees guarding,

protecting the hive from intruders.

Which will come.

Yeah, they know they have

some lovely battles ahead of them.

But I reckon they're honored to fight those battles

'cause they... they do it for their community.

Protect what they built.

Worker bees decide who will be their queen.

They also decide when it's time for a new one.

Hmm. Look at that.

I think they think you're one of them.

Let me show you something.

Gotcha.

It's the queen.

Queens are strong.

Strongest.

Every queen's a survivor.

Always, from birth.

Without her...

The hive won't survive.

Can't survive.

That's why wherever she goes,

the whole community swarms to her.

To protect her.

How long did it all take you to figure out?

What, to get the bees and colonies built up

like I have?

Mm-hmm.

Lord, half my life, at least.

Takes patience.

Patience is better than being smart.

Trust me. I met plenty of smart guys.

Couldn't wait around long enough for something to grow.

Yeah, I'd a whole lot rather be patient than smart.

Come on in. Do you remember this place?

Yeah.

Hey, Tater Tot. Hey, buddy.

How you doing? Did you miss me while I was away?

Oh, I missed you, too.

Hey, Kateri. Come meet Tater Tot.

Named her Tater Tot. 'cause I love tater tots.

Tater Tot.

Tater Tot, this is Kateri.

She's gonna make you so fat and happy.

She's gonna love you and feed you too much.

Hey, what kind of music you listen to?

Probably not the same kind as you.

I bet I like the same kind as you.

Mine just got more banjo in it.

Hey, you know what this is?

A ukulele.

No, it's not a ukulele. It's a mandolin.

A religiously iconic, almond-shaped instrument

that projects music that transcends time and space.

Bruna. Murilo.

- Come meet Kateri. - Ta!

I got a couple of Brazilians living out back.

So if you hear samba playing, it's probably them.

So you gonna tell me what kind of music you listen to?

Why did you say you have a couple of

Brazilians living out back?

What was I supposed to call 'em?

Just two people.

Well, I got a couple of reasons

why I pointed out their ethnicity.

I mean, "A,"

one of them doesn't speak a lick of English.

"B"...

Hell, I don't know. I forgot.

Just save that for when I remember

reason number two.

Hi, how's it going?

There they are right there.

Welcome.

I'm Bruna and this is Murilo.

- What's your name? - Kateri.

Kateri. That's the perfect name.

- Have you been told this? - No.

- That's a perfect name. - That is a perfect name.

Did you love the bees?

Oh, they were... Yes, they were beautiful.

And do you know his song?

He plays his song always. He's obsessed.

- You know it? - I don't think so.

- Play so she can learn it. - I am playing it.

- Play so she can learn it. - No, it's okay.

- I'll just listen. - I do play it a lot.

There you go, try it.

No. That's okay.

It's not that hard.

No, I'm not a singer.

You are a singer.

Everybody's a singer, all right?

Just got to drop some of that armor you got on you.

This is a safe place, I promise you.

All right. This is just music.

Three simple chords.

♪ Oh, oh

♪ Ah

♪ Ah

♪ Ah

♪ Oh

♪ Ah

Try it with me.

- All right? - Okay.

- Ready? - Mm-hmm.

- ♪ Ah - ♪ Ah

- ♪ Oh - ♪ Oh

- ♪ Ah - ♪ Ah

- ♪ Ah - ♪ Ah

- ♪ Ah - ♪ Ah

- ♪ Oh - ♪ Oh

Beautiful.

You're good.

- That was awful. -Oh, it wasn't awful.

It's just us.

I'll let you know when to come in

when we do the full, live version.

I gotta get Pirate now.

I'm literally sweating. Can you please stop?

No, I can't. Calling Pirate over.

- Pirate! - What?

Get over here with all your gear.

- What gear? - All your gear.

Bring Stephen with you.

We're gonna do that song that goes...

- All right? Come on. - All right.

That's Pirate. He's in our group.

You actually met him one night when we were playing

all that shit at that place with all them people.

Why are you inviting him over here?

- We need his fiddle. - I'll just listen.

No, you can't just listen.

I just taught you the part.

That's not an option.

I'm gonna have a panic attack.

Then we'll take you to the hospital.

Do you always do this to people

- when they visit your house? - Do what?

Force them into uncomfortable situations.

Well, I guess, yes,

if you think singing's uncomfortable, which it's not.

It is for a lot of people.

This is not a concert.

Dear Jesus.

-Want more than this? - Oh, there they are.

Hey, thanks for inviting us over.

Yeah!

Everybody say hi to Kateri.

Kateri, what do you play?

Nothing. This is my deepest nightmare.

So you'll sing.

Hey, uh, do that intro, will you?

- Since you got your fiddle. - In "D"?

In "D."

Hey, and you

don't even act like you don't remember your part.

-I don't. - I'll remind you

- when to come in. You ready? -Yeah, yeah, yeah!

- All right. -Six, eight?

Yeah.

One, two, one, two, three, four.

Yeah!

Whoo.

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh

♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Hey! One, two, three, four.

Here we go.

♪ Yes, when the ink meets quill ♪

♪ With love my letters are filled ♪

♪ Let us seal this love as the back ♪

♪ Of the envelope's sealed with wax ♪

♪ We will run away

♪ From those who'd lead us astray ♪

♪ Searching hard, we will fully rely ♪

♪ On the grace of the one crucified ♪

♪ Oh, oh

♪ Oh, oh

♪ Oh, oh

♪ Oh, oh

♪ Oh

We're not done yet.

We're...

There you go.

♪ Yes, we will run away

♪ From those who'd lead us astray ♪

♪ Searching hard, we will fully rely ♪

♪ On the words of the one crucified ♪

♪ Oh, oh

♪ Oh, oh

There we go!

♪ Oh, oh, oh

Listen to you. You're great.

That was awesome.

I'm never doing that again.

Hello?

Oh, God.

Uh-huh. H-How bad?

Hop in. We got a swarm.

Come on.

Am I really gonna need this suit?

No doubt. These ain't my bees.

- You ever seen a swarm? - No.

Get ready, my little chickadee.

Bees only swarm when they are ready for a fight.

Oh, shit! Sorry about that, Chim.

Trying to make a dramatic entrance.

Forgot you was out back.

- Let's go! -Are you Mr. King?

Uh, Professor, but I usually don't have

people call me that in public. And your name is?

I'm Mrs. McCurdy. I'm the head teacher.

Can you take us to where the swarm is?

Yes. It's in a closet between the two bathrooms

on this main hallway through these doors.

Do you have any idea why the bees are acting like this?

Why they're so damn pissed?

Because Mr. Wilburn, our maintenance man...

he tried to spray them with pesticide when he found them,

- just stirred the whole thing. - Well, that'll do it.

Oh, we need to get you a radio so you can communicate with us.

- Radio? - I'm sorry, a walkie-talkie.

Oh. I get a walkie-talkie. Answer me something...

why are these kids over here in the bleachers?

Well, those are the allergic kids

and the stung kids over there.

- Stung kids? - Yes, at least 15.

We've got them on Benadryl, so they're all falling asleep because of the meclizine.

All right, how about the smoke?

- I-Is that for the bees? - Yes. We were told that

bees behave better when there's smoke.

Well, they do, but it helps if you smoke the hive

instead of the air we're all breathing.

- Here's your radio. - Hang it anywhere.

Okay. Do you know how to use it?

- Push to talk. - Yes.

Ah, ah, ah! Oh! Oh!

- Shit. Chimmy, get on that. -Hold on, hold on.

God! It's on my ear!

- Goddamn it! - Oh!

Cursing. Teacher's cursing. Back the kids up, ma'am.

Come here, come here. Gotta pull the stinger.

Can I pull the stinger? You got it. You got it.

All right.

This whole scenario is way more

melodramatic than it needs to be.

Bees and children and teachers and hot weather

should never be in the same place.

Ooh, and there's all my little friends.

How we doing, ladies?

Settling on down. Oh, yeah.

Hey, Chimmy, I can't see your face, man, so why don't you

stick to phrases and sentences we both know?

Okay.

Stay calm, treat them good,

and they'll go along with us.

Mr. Cosgrove is stung.

Repeat. Mr. Cosgrove is stung.

Where was he stung? We need to know,

because if he can't drive, we need to contact

a substitute bus driver.

They're saying he was stung in the throat,

and he's telling us he thinks he's allergic.

All right, he's stung in the throat

and he's allergic.

Chimmy, find out if he was stung in the jugular.

Hello, this is Chimmy.

Was he stung in the jugular?

And is he allergic?

I'll repeat.

Was he stung in the jugular and is he allergic?

I'm so sorry,

but I can't understand what you're saying.

Yeah, I agree with the gal on the other end of the radio.

That was a bad idea. Kateri, take over, will you?

Tried to be clear.

Professor King's assistant is asking

if the sting was on the jugular.

Yes, the sting is in his jugular.

Dadgummit.

Listen, if he's allergic

and he was stung in the jugular,

you better get him an EpiPen

or an ambulance quick, you hear?

We don't have any more EpiPens,

but we're calling the clinic for an ambulance.

God, I hope it ain't the same clinic

Colemar got his surgery.

Right there.

Watch his head, watch his head.

I think these soldiers are a little more dug in

than we thought they were.

We're gonna have to do a cut out.

Well, that's what I said when we walked in.

Chimmy, don't even start with me.

You already misrepresented our brand once today

with that walkie-talkie stunt.

-What'd I say to... - Hang on.

When will we know about

the ambulance for Mr. Cosgrove?

They said the ambulance is busy,

so they reached out to Medicine Park Regional

and they're sending a MediFlight helicopter.

Did they just say they're calling a helicopter?

Dispatch, I'm coming in hot.

Get those kids out of the way.

Tell the third graders to get out of the dumpster.

Snacks are on the way. I repeat...

The bees are coming out of the building,

and the kids are closing the bus windows.

We need to move the bus so they can get some air.

The kids need to stay on the bus after they boarded.

Okay. Can anyone drive a bus?

Nobody on campus.

Only Mr. Cosgrove has a bus license.

What if we did a loop to keep the bees

out of the bus and open the windows for airflow?

- Would that work? - Yes, as long as whoever did

the driving has a bus driver's license.

Does anyone have a bus driver's license?

My man Chimmy lives in an RV.

He can drive your bus for you.

Hey!

You have a bus driver's license?

- Yeah. - Is it recent?

I live in an RV.

- You live in an RV? - Yeah.

Okay, okay. Come with me.

Just drive it in a circle around the school.

There's a loop around the campus.

The kids must stay seated,

and don't go out on city roads.

- Okay? - Okay.

Ma'am, you need to pull those kids back

so they don't get a stick in the eye.

All right, kids. Hold on.

Did you tell the guy in the bus about the potholes?

Shit.

There are potholes in the loop next to the storm drain.

Can someone flag down the bus driver to tell him

to go slow over the potholes?

It's a dark day for this elementary school.

Amen.

What are we doing?

Sopapilla Night.

Oh, shit. I forgot, didn't I?

This is something I was supposed to invite you to,

and I just drove you straight here, didn't I?

Yeah. It's Sopapilla Night here at Rippy's.

Counselor.

- Kind sir. - Hey, Rip.

Rippy, Kateri. Kateri, Rippy.

Kateri, pleasure to meet you.

-Amziah. - Hey.

- We have guests -Oh, yes, we do.

Folks, I want to first introduce you all

to a new buddy of mine.

Uh, recently modified for aerodynamics,

this young man has come out to grace our presence tonight,

along with his pre-war Gibson Granada,

to put on a show.

The one, the only Colemar!

All right, Colemar!

Yeah, buddy!

And, uh, I don't know how many of y'all remember, but,

uh, Kateri and her brother stayed

with me and Glenda for a couple years,

back when I believe you were about eight, nine years old.

And, uh, I remember one evening

we'd just come in from pulling honey,

and she was all excited about running a fresh jar

down to our neighbor, this older lady, Mrs. Twyman.

Anyway, she went inside, she grabbed a jar,

and she went running out of the house,

and she... she tripped on the steps going outside,

and she face-planted and broke the jar open,

spilled the honey everywhere. You remember this?

Mm-hmm.

Hopped right back up, bloody knee and crying,

marched back in the house, got a fresh jar of honey,

ran out the house, this time at double speed

of the first time, down the same steps

without tripping and took that jar of honey to Mrs. Twyman.

- Remember what we did? -Mm.

She came back, and we, uh...

we sat on those same steps,

and we watched bees come in from miles around.

Till they licked up every single bit of that honey.

Mm.

I don't know the moral

of that story, but I do know that there was

a whole bunch of bees that were glad she skinned her knees.

And that, folks, was my way of, uh,

introducing Kateri tonight before she does her solo!

Hold on, hold on. I'm just kidding.

I'm kidding.

♪ You say you're not mine

♪ What are we then?

♪ Somewhere down the line

♪ I lost a friend

♪ And I know it's hard to know just what you need ♪

♪ And what you want

♪ But every day I try to win your heart ♪

♪ Hope that's enough

♪ Your arms are an ocean

♪ Your soul and your eyes are crashing ♪

♪ Wild and worn and blue

♪ Though I've been working to weather the waters ♪

♪ I'll never reach the rocks

♪ And get to your hands and heart ♪

♪ And works of art that break apart ♪

♪ The smarter thoughts in me

♪ But how does a sailor fight the ways ♪

♪ That a siren sparkles in the light? ♪

♪ You say you're not mine

♪ What are we then?

♪ Somewhere down the line

♪ I lost a friend

♪ And I know it's hard to know ♪

♪ Just what you need

♪ And what you want

♪ Yes, I know it's hard to know ♪

♪ Just what you need

♪ And what you want

♪ Yes, I know it's hard to know ♪

♪ Just what you need ♪

♪ And what you want

♪ But every day I try to win your heart ♪

♪ I hope that's enough

♪ Ah, ah, ah

♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah

♪ You say you're not mine

♪ What are we then?

♪ Somewhere down the line

♪ I lost a friend

♪ And I know it's hard to know ♪

♪ Just what you need ♪

♪ And what you want

♪ But every day I try to win your heart ♪

♪ Hope that's enough

Hey.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey.

I'm here.

I'm here, okay?

I-I'm gonna get you up.

Please, you got to help me, 'cause I can't...

I can't do this, okay?

I need you to get up.

I need you to get up, please, okay?

Please, please, please, please, please.

Please. I need you to get up.

I need you to get up for me, please.

Please.

Please help me.

Please!

So, there was no lethal physical trauma

on the examination,

which means that he was unharmed on the outside.

They ran a toxicology screening on him,

and all the results came back negative.

And they did a full-body X-ray.

And they did note that there was some calcification

on his arteries and on his heart.

And they said that there was a, um...

a 98% occlusion in his left anterior descending artery.

And that in and of itself is lethal.

With foul play being ruled out, there won't be

any further investigation into his death, Kateri.

Officer Sunderland here will be your contact

for the theft investigation.

Kateri, we just want to let you know that we are out

looking for anyone involved in a theft, okay?

I can imagine you don't want to talk to us right now,

but we would love to get as much information from you

as we can when you feel like it.

My number is on this, uh, card.

And that's my mobile.

So please reach out, okay?

Amziah was a good man.

And we'll do right by him.

♪ When peace like a river

♪ Attendeth my way

♪ When sorrows like sea billows roll ♪

♪ Whatever my lot

♪ Thou hast taught me to say

♪ It is well with my soul

♪ It is well

♪ With my soul

♪ It is well

♪ With my soul

Do you have family anywhere?

Anywhere you can go?

No.

None of your other foster parents?

No.

Can you tell me what happened with you guys after Amziah?

You mean when we were kids?

Mmm-hmm.

We were with him and Glenda for about two years.

Then Glenda died.

And they took us away from Amziah

and put us in a family with two parents.

Then my mom got custody of us again.

Then where'd you go?

Everywhere.

We'd go town to town.

Anywhere that had work for her.

What'd she do?

She worked on farms.

And then she got caught up with some police.

And she didn't do what they wanted her to do, so...

she got sentenced.

And then she hung herself in her cell.

And Joel and I...

had a few more homes

till we were old enough to be on our own.

And now I'm here.

So what all do we need to do?

Well, um, there's a lot to navigate.

But Amziah did update the will, so that's good.

He left you the honey plant.

But the business didn't make enough the past few years

to be profitable.

Now, there were a few guys that came around

and tried to buy it off of him,

but he liked doing it too much.

And he was also giving away

almost as much honey as he sold.

So he has some debt

that probably would have been covered by this year's crop.

What does that mean for me? What do I need to do?

It means you got to take on the debt

that the business accrued.

How much?

$30,000.

Now, we can liquidate the business assets

and... and probably cover the debt that way.

Or try to see if one of these guys

is still interested in buying the business without the bees.

No.

There's also Chimmy.

What about him? What happened?

He got a DUI.

He got drunk after he heard Amziah died.

Then he got pulled over, and he was carrying, too.

So it could be 6 to 12 months.

Which means you're without qualified help.

Plus, you don't have a crop.

You're without bees,

and you got to take on the debt that the business...

Stop.

Is this what you want to do?

Live here and keep the plant running?

Yes.

Even without Amziah?

Yes.

Why?

Because he left it to me.

All right.

I'll get the paperwork going.

I'm going to find out who stole them.

There's ways to know.

Someone watched him and learned

where he kept everything

and deliberately set out to take it all.

They followed him.

They stalked him.

They pulled into the pastures at night...

and loaded up everything he built and took it all away.

I'm going to find them.

And I'm going to take it all back.

I hope you do.

Don't look for the honey.

-Don't look? - Don't look for the honey, no.

I need the honey, Chimmy.

We don't have any money. That's how we'll get money.

Look for the bees.

- Look for the bees? - Yeah.

Just look for the bees.

How? Where?

- Not here. Not close by. - Not close by?

Well, he probably moved them. Whoever stole them moved them.

He moved them?

Yeah, like at least 200 miles away.

They're 200 miles away.

Yeah, look for people who bought bees

at least 200 miles away.

I'm looking for a beekeeping operation

somewhere around here.

Do you know anybody around here

that makes honey or keeps bees?

I'm looking for a beekeeping operation

somewhere around here.

Yes, I'm calling to see if you took delivery of any hives

between May 10th and May 18th.

...calling to see if you bought any hives in May.

Sorry, did you say you think you did?

Who is this?

Hi. Yes, I'm calling to see if you took delivery of any hives

between May 10th and May 18th.

I know you called earlier.

And I want you take me off your call list

and do not call me back.

They hang up on me, I go search their hives.

They sound suspicious, I go search their hives.

They get defensive, I go search their hives.

Do you know if you bought any hives after May 10th?

Well, I don't, but I wanted to know

what you were asking for and who you were.

Don't tell them who you are.

Don't tell them who I am?

No. Think of something.

- Think of something? - Mm.

My name is Chelsea Holden.

I'm the assistant director

of the State Agricultural Board,

and we're calling to see if you bought any hives any time in May.

-Hello? - Sorry.

This is... This is Chelsea with State Agricultural Board.

I'm calling to see if you purchased any bees

around May 10th.

You're gonna start to piss people off,

you're calling around like this.

Have someone look for a queen.

All the queens are painted green by this guy.

- And check the supers. -Okay, hold on.

The supers would have a K woodburned into them.

Can you hold on, please?

You said there's something in the supers?

Yes, supers would have a K woodburned into them.

Okay, I can't deal with this right now.

If we can, we'll call you back, okay?

You know, this thing, it's... it's a lot bigger

than just your crop or the colonies.

Have you talked to the Runyon operation?

I don't keep honey anymore.

You got the wrong damn number.

I had a buddy that had a pickup stolen full of bees.

Now, you can steal what you want around here,

but you can't steal a man's pickup.

I'm running out of honey and money.

I've been driving almost 500 miles a day.

You're never gonna find those stolen bees, honey.

I'm sorry.

Look, no one wants to tell you this,

but you guys are probably just gonna need to close up shop.

Hello?

I heard you were calling around

about stolen honey.

Sorry?

I think you guys might have had

a barrel of our stolen honey

come through your plant a while back.

I think we could help you.

So we had our beeyards rustled,

and three of our barrels went missing.

I was sick at the time and didn't have a good inventory.

But then our barrels got mixed in

with a bunch of others

and somehow ended up with you guys.

During an investigation.

Where'd you learn that?

We got a call from an investigator

who learned we were looking for our stolen barrels, so...

We think it's two guys working together,

one who steals everything

with a crew of foreigners

that don't know what he's doing

and then someone he offloads it all to.

How'd you figure that?

'Cause there were skid steer tracks in our beeyards.

That's why we think someone's backing him.

And then we think he hides the colonies

and sells the honey to bigger operators.

This isn't just theft.

There's a design and a cruelty to this

that we didn't know we'd ever run into

being as small as we are.

Hello?

Hi. This is Cathy again from Victory Orchards.

Is this Chelsea?

Yes, this is Chelsea.

So we talked a while back,

and we were finally able to open a few hives.

And we did find a few supers with the K's burned in,

and we were able to fish out a few queens,

and they were green.

So that's proof enough for me.

And I'm looking back, and we bought six hives

from a gentleman named Pete.

So I tried to call him,

but it looks like he gave us a fake name and number.

But I also took a look at some security footage

and found a license plate, too.

Would you like that?

More than anything.

I need a favor.

I have a license plate of a guy.

He stole our hives, and I need his address.

Well, you need to go to Sad Abe's.

- Sad Abe's? - Yeah.

-You're Kateri? - Yeah.

You have the plates?

Did your mom really name you Oat?

She did.

So fuck my mom.

Well, not really. She's dead.

Otis is looking for Oat,

but Otis sounds like I should be

a bingo manager or a bowler.

- You know what I mean? - You're working at Sad Abe's.

Then maybe I fulfilled my destiny.

- Is the food any good here? - I like it.

I'd avoid the oysters, though.

I knew a guy that lost all the feeling in his limbs

after eating the oysters.

And then he died.

You know anything else about this guy?

- No. - What do you want to know?

I want his phone records from the summer, specifically May,

any numbers he has, home, cell,

and I need his address and anything else you can get me.

- How much for all of that? - $200.

- You ever been caught? - Not since I got out.

- What'd you do time for? - Fraud.

You have this guy's disconnected number?

- Yes. - Anything else?

Not today.

So someone named Wenyon Stone

sold six of our hives to Victory Orchards.

He gave them the fake name Pete

and he gave them a disconnected number.

You heard of a Wenyon Stone?

Wenyon Stone?

Got shut down.

Got shut down?

Yeah, by the state.

He sold people sick bees.

Bees with mites, bees with pesticides.

Then those bees kill off your colonies.

They kill off colonies?

Yeah.

You think he stole our bees?

I don't know.

Anyone here?

These are all the people he called

on the night of the theft or over the next few days.

Do you recognize anyone else?

Oh, yeah.

Dob McCoy.

Dob McCoy?

Yeah, he's a businessman. He buys farms.

And he puts little people out of business.

Dob McCoy tried to buy Amziah's honey.

He tried to buy Amziah's honey?

Yeah, at least once.

Stone called him three times

on the night of the theft.

Do you think he started all of this?

Get Stone to steal our bees?

I don't know.

But I think you're gonna have to follow him and find out.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Help!

I found the bees.

- Where? - Out by Santa Mira Mills.

Are they Amziah's?

I think so.

Tracked a guy out there, but there's a ton of land.

Can you find a way in?

I tried.

I went back out there, but I can't get to them.

There's a river.

There's several gates.

And the road is full of holes.

Can you get them with... with a trailer?

A trailer would get stuck.

I'm telling you, the roads and river are cutting them off.

I got lucky that I saw them the first time.

Well, if you think those bees are still out there

and you can get in there and get them out

without getting caught,

you could start to rebuild the whole business.

I know.

You think you can find that colony?

I don't know.

So what do you need?

If I thought I could get those hives out of there,

I still need someone who could help me find them.

And if I found them, I'd need help moving them.

And I need someone who's worked with bees before.

Preferably someone who knew Amziah.

Because I can't pay anyone.

And it would be even better if it was someone

who wasn't afraid of breaking the law.

I'm on parole right now with an anklet.

So before you tell me anything,

will we be going outside of Sweetwater County

for more than a week?

'Cause if so, I got to decide if it's worth it.

No. We'd be out by Santa Mira Mills.

We'd be stealing back some honey?

And bees.

These are the guys who stole Amziah's colonies?

Yes.

After we get these bees back,

should go get a crew and burn their fucking houses down.

Probably be smarter to go solo.

Why is that?

'Cause people talk.

- So you ever move bees before? - Just honey.

Well, it's a bitch.

And these aren't yours, so that's a double bitch.

How do you mean?

Well, let's start with where they are.

So there's a dirt road in, but after that

it gets super windy and the gates got closed.

Plus there's a river that got flooded.

But the hives are somewhere in there...

but I don't know where.

You have any empty barrels with no honey in 'em?

I only have empty barrels with no honey in them.

Ah, damn, dog. I forgot.

Sorry, my mind sometimes slips back

to when things weren't so shitty.

I would say this is our best way in without getting caught.

That's a lot of forest to cover.

Yeah, but this field has good forage.

Makes me think the bees are between here

and the back of Santa Mira Mills property.

That's where any good beekeeper would put 'em.

We can avoid being seen this way?

That's the only way I would do this.

We just have to pack light and use what we have

at that colony to get those bees out of there.

What do you mean?

I'm working on that.

So can you load them up at the plant?

Why?

Do you want plausible deniability or not?

- How many? - Okay. Thank you. 10 or 12.

-When? -Tonight.

And make sure the lids are tight with no leaks.

Main thing is we just gotta start

looking for the hives early, like... like sunrise,

so if we do find 'em, we'll be able to move 'em by sundown.

This is gonna take all day.

If we're even able to pull it off at all.

And you said they're in camouflaged boxes?

Yeah. He transferred them to hide them.

We're gonna need a trailer

to get this all out of here.

I know.

Get the trailer loaded up

and park it on this bridge.

We gotta do that before the sun comes up.

I'll meet you at 5:15 a.m. in the morning.

And then from here, we'll take my ride

up to the alfalfa field

and start our hike to the river.

When you park on the bridge,

unhook the battery so no one'll steal the truck.

'Cause, at the end of the day, we're gonna need

that truck and trailer waiting for us

if we want to get away with this.

Hey, put this on.

In case anyone finds us, we'll look like we're hunting.

No one I know hunts in a beret.

French Resistance did.

Also, careful with that backpack,

'cause there's Velcro on it.

Until we know there's no one around,

don't go openin' it.

I was in this strip club once,

and the music suddenly stopped.

Everybody heard me open my Velcro wallet.

That's it! There they are. Look, through the trees.

Oh, shit. Nice spot.

Well, this would be the binocular moment,

if I hadn't filled our bags with other shit.

Looks like we're gonna have to get wet.

You can swim, right?

I'm Native. What do you think?

I'm gonna look racist either way I answer that.

What does that mean?

Well, my knowledge of Native-ness is,

unfortunately, mostly that Pocahontas movie.

Well, there's your answer.

Yeah, but she's in a canoe in that.

Holy shit.

Motherfucker...

You're gonna make so much money off of this.

When's the last time you got stung?

They don't sting me.

What, you haven't been around any but Amziah's bees?

That's not... particularly true.

Oh, shit. You still haven't been stung?

I'm telling you, they don't sting me.

Is that like a Native thing?

You could say that.

What's that mysterious shit supposed to mean, huh?

Lay these out maybe four by four,

then we're gonna fasten them together.

There's screws and zip ties.

Use the zip ties sparingly.

- Okay. - Jesus.

How's this gonna float?

Oh, don't worry. It'll all make sense.

First, I need to message one of my associates.

Who?

They said I was predictable.

I'm anything but predictable, am I right?

Who says you're predictable?

No one.

Just the enemies I make up in my head.

Were you a Boy Scout or something?

Mm-hmm.

All the way up through Basic.

Which branch?

The Marines.

And then I did that for two years...

...and then I got a dishonorable discharge.

For what?

Drugs.

Those tours will fuck you up.

I'd never even been on a plane...

and then you're in some other country...

...killin' people.

What'd you do after that?

Well, I got busted after as a civilian,

then I did 18 months.

And then when I came back home,

Amziah took me in.

He let me live with him for a year...

...and he gave me work when no one else would.

He never cared about anyone's record.

He had a lot of guys working for him that did time.

You got me with my guard down.

I'm not usually this forthright.

But, hey, I guess someone's gotta know this stuff

in case I die on the way out of this place.

Also, this is a fuckload of honey.

I won't lie, I wasn't expecting this much

when I was doing my amateur calculations.

You're going to need to be very aware that some of these

might not make it all the way down the river.

And the sun's gonna go down soon...

...which means we need to get these bees on these rafts.

All right, Kateri, keep these off the riverbank

and in the middle of the water.

Otherwise, they're gonna bottom out,

and then we're fucked.

- All right. You ready? - Yeah!

Goddang!

Whoo.

Well, I'd say I've earned a smoke treat.

It's a proud day for Blue Armadillo Propane.

Did you know whose bees those were?

I didn't know, and I didn't care

'cause they were abandoned, and I needed bees.

How'd you hear about them?

From some migrant workers that pull cabbage nearby.

They said they were abandoned.

The reason they were abandoned

is 'cause the owner died.

There was an accident in his extraction plant.

He was keeping his hives on his family's land,

and so they inherited everything after he passed.

The family installed cameras on their land for poachers.

So it doesn't look good.

They're not happy about the theft or the trespassing.

The family doesn't want to press any charges.

They just want to properly

sell the bees and honey through auction.

- What'll happen to the bees? - They'll stay here a few days,

and we'll keep an officer around.

And then we'll hold an auction for them,

as well as the honey.

And you can buy them all back at that point,

if you'd still like to.

If I agree to that, will Remick get released, too?

He's not getting arrested for the honey.

He's getting arrested for breaking parole.

He needed to check back in the last 12 hours,

and I understand he was a no show.

Then we'll do an auction.

I'll draw up an agreement of absolution,

and I want both parties to sign tonight.

Did some talking to Remick.

He said you brought those all the way down river.

We did.

- Just the two of you? - Mm-hmm.

Hell of a thing.

So, you're gonna get real sick of hearing my voice today,

if you haven't already.

We're gonna do the honey first and then the bees second.

So this is just for the 388 gallons of honey.

Is everybody clear on that?

Some of us pulled you some money together,

and this should get you up to around $10,000.

- Who did this? - Is everybody clear on that?

- Don't worry about that. -Okay.

For the lot of 388 gallons of honey,

we are gonna start at 5,000.

Now you go in there and take it all back.

5,500. Can I get a 6,000? 6,000? 6,000?

I need a 6,000. I've got a 6,000.

Can I get a 6,500? 6,500?

Thank you, sir. 6,500.

Now 7,000. 7,000. 7,000.

7,000. And I need a 7,500. 7,500.

7,500. I need 8,000, 8,000, 8,000.

Can I get an 8,000? I have an 8,000.

Can I get an 8,500? 8,500?

8,500! Now 9,000. 9,000, 9,000.

Can I get a 9,000? 9,000!

And 9,500? 9,500? Can I get a 9,500?

9,500. Now 10,000. 10,000, 10,000.

Would you give a 10,000? 10,000. Now 10,500.

10,500. 10,500. 10,500, I've got it.

Can I get 11,000? 11,000? 11,000?

Would you give 11,000?

11,000 going once,

11,000 going twice...

Sold to Dob McCoy!

Right. Moving on to the bees now.

We have 37 hives... that's 3-7...

with 222 supers in total,

and we are gonna start the bidding at deja vu 5,000.

So can I get a 5,000, 5,000, 5,000?

5,000! Now 5,500? 5,500? 5,500? 5,500.

Can I get a 6,000? 6,000? 6,000? I need at 6,000.

I've got 6,000. Can I get a 6,500?

6,500? 6,500. Now 7,000? 7,000?

Can I get a 7,000? 7,000! Now 7,500?

7,500? 7,500! Can I get an 8,000? 8,000?

8,000? I need an 8,000. I have an 8,000.

Can I get an 8,500? 8,500? 8,500!

Now 9,000? 9,000? 9,000? Can I get a 9,000?

Holding 8,500. I need a 9,000.

9,000! And I need a 9,500.

9,500! Now 10,000? 10,000. I've got 10,000.

Can I get a 10,500? 10,500? 10,500!

Now 11,000? 11,000? Can I get an 11,000?

11,000? 11,000?

Would you give 11,000? Would you give 11,000?

11,000 going once,

going twice...

Sold to Dob McCoy.

Thank you.

Thank you, Mr. McCoy.

You're in a different level than this guy.

You know that, right?

- What does that mean? - It means he's like

- a big local ag horse cock. - In what?

- Business? - What businesses?

He's got a farm chemicals company...

slaughterhouse, spraying fleet, livestock,

castor processing plant, whatever that is.

It's a crop. It's a little seed.

It'll kill you if you don't process it right.

- Where'd you learn that? - Mom was a laborer on farms.

Well, at least she didn't name you Otis.

- What'd you get on him? - Tons of shit.

Medical bills, phone shit, bank shit.

There's an article some newspaper girl's working on

about all the people he's fucked over.

It's good shit.

I was told you could tell me

- about Dob McCoy. -Yeah. He's a dog.

He has a corn business and drops his prices so low

that it put several of us out of business.

He knew what he was doing, too.

Do you know about cut ants?

Well, everyone around here who has a farm

one season got cut ants.

They eat the leaves off of everything.

Interestingly enough,

the only one who sprayed for it

was Dob McCoy.

It was awful lucky that.

He was the one who sprayed for that.

So I don't like to talk about this,

but I bought 25 heifers from a guy,

which a heifer is just a cow that hasn't had a calf yet.

So it turns out that they were pregnant

with high-birth-weight bulls.

So, a heifer's body is not built to have calves

that are out of a high-birth-weight bull.

When the heifers started calving,

the calves were way too big.

We had to pull them with a chain,

we had to cut them out of the heifers,

which either paralyzed the heifer or killed the heifer.

And most of the time, the calf did not survive.

It turns out the guy I bought them from

was just a middleman

that was hired by a guy named Dob.

- And that won't take him down? - No.

Pushed the case so long that they all went broke.

And with one, the judge threw out their case.

- Why is this name in here? - Who?

- Sunderland. - This is old.

He's been trying to take him down for years.

- Why isn't he doing anything? - He tried.

He set up a whole anonymous local interview thing

with people in the area, and it went nowhere.

- Why? - 'Cause everyone got scared.

And then he didn't have enough to

start a full investigation.

And Dob knows how not to be close to a crime.

And anyway, it doesn't matter because

any judge that would pass it up to the next level

is an investor in one of the McCoy businesses,

or an in-law, or an old friend from high school.

Get it?

And by the way, Dob knows he's just

one raid away from going to jail,

which means he's even more careful and more protected.

Now if you really wanna ruin someone's life like him,

you wanna really make him suffer.

You take away everything.

You get him thrown in jail.

He'll never get caught in a crime.

He's too smart for that

and he's got too many people working for him

to cover his tracks.

No one can afford to beat him in court.

No one can get a ruling in their favor,

no one can pass the case up out of county,

and no one from state can come in

and dig through his shit to prove anything.

The only way to get him to jail

is to get him next to a crime,

and that triggers an investigation

where he could be a suspect.

Then he's fucked.

And trust me, he knows that.

Is that what he needs in order to do something?

- Who? - Sunderland.

Oh, shit. Uh... yeah.

He needs something close enough to Dob

to come in and start digging through his life.

Any investigation can take a person down

if they're hiding enough shit,

but Dob's already planned for that

'cause he knows it could happen.

But McCoy would probably just flee.

- How? - 'Cause he's got access

to a little private plane and, like, a landing airstrip

on one of his fields that he just flies in and out of.

And he's got bank accounts in other countries.

Sounds like someone just needs to take him out.

You keep bees.

You got supers on your bed?

I used to.

Sounds like somebody had a colony collapse.

- Three. - Oh.

Almost overnight.

That's a tough break. I'm sorry.

Thank you.

I have some guys running bees in my business,

but we have so many colonies now,

can't even keep count of 'em.

I mean, all over the state now pretty much.

It's a lot bigger than I ever thought it'd be.

What's your honey?

White clover.

- White clover? - Yeah.

That's a pretty rare crop.

Well, I don't make a lot of it yet.

There was a guy had white clover honey out by...

Ashley in Bokchito.

- Is that right? - Yeah.

That honey's special.

I mean, that white clover grows really fast,

and that nectar has a real specific quality to it.

If I could, I'd make all my crops white clover honey.

You got a good thing there.

What kind of dog is he?

Oh, he's just a mutt.

He no good.

He stopped being worth the price of dog food

a long time ago.

He'd cry all day

if I don't load him up and take him with me.

- What's his name? - Churchill.

You know, like the prime minister.

I'm kind of a big history buff.

How long you had him?

About 12 years now.

He's the best dog I ever had.

Aren't you, baby?

Well, all right then.

You take care, little one.

You too.

Hey.

What's wrong with his wife?

She's sick.

I don't remember with what.

Something that's not rinky-dink.

That's all I know.

She's had it for a while, though.

He didn't even know who I was.

It's like he'd never seen me before.

Well, in my world...

people not seeing you...

is a gift.

See, they're not all bad or all good.

You know, they're not just one thing.

It all depends.

Whether they're hot, hungry, young, old.

Each one of them got a different fight in them

depending on the season or reason.

You feel it?

♪ Ohhhh-oh

♪ Ohhhh-oh

Give it up for Apadarko Spotlight.

Following that and coming up,

we still have the, uh, Brazoria Harmonica Club.

But first, please give it up for Carrie Ann Hearst

and Michael Trent.

We're so pleased to be here with you.

Thank you for inviting us. This is Johnny Come Outside.

♪ Born in the summer

♪ Handsome and tall

♪ Golden child seemed to have it all ♪

♪ But he was never happy, never sad ♪

♪ Teacher says it's just a phase ♪

♪ And he'll grow out of it

♪ Older now, saw the sign

♪ Looking for that magnetic, outgoing, shine-a-light kind ♪

♪ One day the world just slipped ♪

♪ Hush, little baby, on a sinking ship ♪

♪ Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside? ♪

♪ Don't you know it's not polite to hide? ♪

♪ Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside, please? ♪

♪ Oh, oh, Johnny, won't you come outside? ♪

♪ Don't you know it's not polite to hide? ♪

♪ Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside for me? ♪

♪ Seroxat

♪ Amphetamine

♪ Doctor says to stimulate the dopamine ♪

♪ Electroshock therapy

♪ We'll have a well-adjusted

♪ Member of society, you'll see ♪

♪ But he dreams the meadows, the quiet places ♪

♪ On a motorcycle riding through the Willamina timber ♪

♪ A warm breeze, a soft trip

♪ Mother's little helper and a morphine drip ♪

♪ Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside for me? ♪

♪ Ohhhhh

Now, what is this?

Somebody made up a meal for Janie.

Is this from you?

No, I found it on the counter.

Must be one of her sweet angels

looking out for her.

My goodness.

Aren't you all just a group of angels?

- Come on. - No.

I'm not, but I'll take the credit.

She's gonna be so tickled, especially when I tell her

it was you that spotted it.

I'll be surprised if it makes it home.

I'd be surprised, too.

Don't you dare,

or I'll smack you like a freckle-faced fourth grader.

- How is Janie? - Ah, she's, uh...

She's doing a little better this week.

She just appreciates your prayers

and your cards so much.

Well, I think about her all the time.

Tell her that for me, please.

She's just going to be so thrilled

that somebody thought of her tonight.

Appreciate it.

♪ Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside? ♪

♪ Don't you know it's not polite to hide? ♪

♪ Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside, please? ♪

♪ Oh, oh, Johnny, won't you come outside? ♪

♪ Don't you know it's not polite to hide? ♪

♪ Oh, Johnny, won't you come outside for me? ♪

♪ Ohhhhhh

♪ Some people say I'm a no-count ♪

- You see this? - What?

- Dob McCoy's wife. - ♪ Others say I'm no good

♪ But I'm just a natural-born travelin' man ♪

♪ Doin' what I think I should ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, doin' what I think I should ♪

- We got an investigation. - Holy shit.

♪ And I don't give a damn

♪ About a greenback dollar

♪ Spend it fast as I can

Charlie 40, Charlie 42,

heading to Castor Agriculture.

Traveling via the 81.

Arriving in seven minutes.

♪ Oh, boy, the only things that I understand ♪

♪ When I was a little baby

♪ My mama said, hey, son

♪ Travel where you will and grow to be a man ♪

♪ And sing what must be sung

Suspect is Dob McCoy...

5'9", approximately 70 years old.

Charlie 40, 10-97. Castor Agriculture.

Suspect presumed on-site. 10-33 here.

♪ Oh, yeah, doin' what I think I should ♪

♪ And I don't give a damn

- It's Dob. He's running. - ♪ About a greenback dollar

♪ Spend it fast as I can

♪ For a wailin' song and a good guitar ♪

♪ The only things that I understand ♪

♪ Oh, boy, the only things... ♪

Charlie 40 in pursuit of a purple Dodge Ram

heading south on Giller,

Oklahoma license plate

X-ray, Michael, Paul, Lincoln, Paul, Lincoln, eight.

♪ Now that I'm a grown man

♪ I've traveled here and there ♪

♪ I've learned that a bottle of brandy and a song ♪

♪ The only ones who ever cared, poor boy ♪

Suspect believed to be en route

to Lamplighter Airstrip.

Lamplighter Airstrip. 10-4.

♪ And I don't give a damn about a greenback dollar ♪

He's using the train to cut us off.

♪ Spend it fast as I can

♪ For a wailin' song and a good guitar ♪

Suspect attempting to beat the train at Slocum Junction.

♪ The only things that I understand ♪

♪ But I'm just a natural-born travelin' man ♪

♪ Doin' what I think I should ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, doin' what I think I should ♪

Eastbound on Slocum. Eastbound on Slocum.

♪ And I don't give a damn

Charlie 40, suspect wiped out by a train

at the crossing in front of

Holy Infant Pentadoxian Church.

Fuck!

-Is he all right? -Where is he?

Where'd he go?

Hey, Lonnie, that son of a bitch is stealing your truck!

He stole Lonnie's truck.

Lonnie, someone's taking your truck!

You can't steal a man's pickup.

He just did! Go get that son of a bitch!

- What the fuck? - Get on the back! Now!

Oh, no, no. You can't steal a man's truck.

Oh, shit!

He ain't takin' no truck!

How you been?

I've been good.

- Back up and running yet? - I will be.

Need a few people I can trust, but then I will be.

Oh, you'll find your people. I have no doubt.

People seem to like to look out for you.

I've been blessed.

You started your beeyards yet?

I will.

I'm ready to be back out in those fields.

I miss it.

Well, we're over on the evidence round up

on the McCoy case.

- The death? - No. The McCoy businesses.

I tried to stay away from the homicides.

People out here like to kill each other too much

for me to even want to deal with that.

Do you know how she died?

Yeah. Ricin poisoning from castor beans.

McCoy had a whole castor-processing business.

- Hmm. - If he did it at all.

But if it wasn't him,

whoever did it did it with McCoy's crop.

500 people attended that event that night.

In my opinion, we'll never know who did what.

Did you ever have any overlap with him?

Of course. It was hard not to.

He's a big operator.

I know he wanted to buy Amziah's operation,

but that was before I was ever around.

Well, we've been looking through his stocks and his crops,

and some of it looked like it was Amziah's.

I'd believe that.

Anyone who stole from us could have sold it to anyone.

Do you think the people that stole from Amziah

- are still out there? - I'd imagine so.

- Does that matter to you? - Not really.

And if they end up coming for you?

I don't have any fantasies where I don't

have competitors and rivals.

And you can be prepared for when they show up,

or you can act like they're not even out there,

but that doesn't mean they don't exist,

and that doesn't mean they're not coming for you.

So what's your next move?

To get some hives,

get some workers, and take back over.

I know the bees.

I know the weather. I know the crops.

I know the point where anyone else

would give up, and I won't.

And I could do this for the rest of my life

and survive long past my last rival.

I hope you do.

Well, I just wanted you to know that we're around.

We got our hands full.

There's a lot to comb through out on the McCoy property.

Most of it can't even be counted.

We might not even be able to locate all of it.

Full beeyards.

Hives haven't been pulled this season,

according to the records.

Spread all out.

It's a shame.

That's a crying shame.

And I did some asking around.

And I understand

your compadre's parole is coming up.

Every hive is made of three kinds of bees.

Let's start with the drones.

Now, the drones are the biggest, all right?

And there's not too many of them, but without them,

there wouldn't be a hive at all.

Then you got the worker bees.

Now, these worker bees do everything,

from cleaning to nursing

to building the hive and taking care of the dead.

They're are also the foragers, meaning they...

they fly off and bring what they find out in the world

back to the hive.

Most of the ones you see here are worker bees

guarding, protecting the hive from intruders.

But I reckon they're honored to fight those battles

'cause they... they do it for their community.

Worker bees decide who will be their queen.

They also decide when it's time for a new one.

We're not done yet!

We're not done yet!