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EMMA: She's gonna miss you.
NICK: Yeah.

I wish I could
take her with me.

Maybe we should take
one more ride together,

what do you say?

Come on.

You better get
before you hit traffic.

Be good.

Do I have to be?

And give Kate and Sam
kisses from me.

Yes, I will.
Dallas traffic, here I come.

[DANIEL WURST'S "IT'S A JUNGLE
OUT THERE" PLAYING]

* It's a jungle out there

* It's a jungle out there

* Where's my stuff?

* I got what you need

* I got what you need

* I got what you need

* I got what you need

* I got what you need

* I got what you need

* It's a jungle out there

* It's a jungle out there

* It's a jungle out there

* It's a jungle out there

Evening.
Hi, there.

Do you, uh, do you have
any fresh flowers?

Of course
we have fresh flowers.

By the way,
if you buy a box of condoms,

you get one flower free.
Right there.

They're not very fresh.

How about ice cream?
Good.

No one will hear you.

Really.
Do you have ice cream?

In back. Next to beer.

Thank you.

What would Sam like?

Chocolate, maybe.
No, that's not...

All right, everybody down.
Nobody fucking move!

Yo, give me the cash, Ahab.
CLERK: It's Paul.

Do it now!

What the fuck
are you looking at?

MAN 1:
Hurry up, man.

Turn around.

MAN 1: Yo, hurry up!
PAUL: Take it easy.

I've been robbed
many times this month, okay?

MAN 1:
Well, you're being
robbed again, motherfucker!

Give me the money.

Look, I don't have much.

Bullshit!
Open the fucking safe!

PAUL:
You think they
give me the combination?

Come on, man!
Let's go.

No.

Open the fucking safe.

I told you, I can't.
I swear to Ganesh.

What the fuck was that?

MAN
Now get ready to cha-cha.

[CHA-CHA MUSIC
PLAYING ON RADIO]

Yo, who the fuck threw that?

Hey, who the fuck threw that?

Yo! Don't!

Yo, yo, yo!

Man, stop tripping!
Stop tripping!

Calm the fuck down!

What's wrong with you?

MAN 2:
You asked for it now,
caballero.

Let's get it on.

Don't do this.

Look,
you're gonna get hurt.

Okay, here we go, tough guy.

Where we going?

Slushy.

Honey, can you get that?

It's for you.
It's always for you.

Honey, I'm kind of
floundering back here.

Hello?

Can I tell her who's calling?

Mom,
your boyfriend's in jail!

Shit! Shit! I'm in...

MAN:
Prescott, you're up.

Why you letting white boy go?

Okay, Doug, I can officially
say I owe you one.

No problem.
Oh.

Is this how it's gonna be?

Yeah, it's my welcome
to the big city.

Sheriff. Doug Maxwell.

Not really
sheriff anymore.

Doug here helped pull
a couple of strings.

Well, thanks for your help.

Next time I need some country
justice, I know who to call.

SAMANTHA:
What were you
doing there anyway?

Uh, hello, Sam.
How are you?

I don't know if I feel
comfortable living with a felon.

Samantha.
He is not a felon.

He was just
on his way to pick up

some ice cream
for dessert, right?

Wrong place
at the wrong time.

Try the supermarket
next time.

Thank you, Doug.
See you tomorrow.

You're letting him go! No!

Look what he did to my face!

You wrecked my skull!

You little
blistering barnacle!

You're welcome.

[COUNTRY MUSIC
PLAYING OVER HEADPHONES]

Sam, honey, I know this is
a hard adjustment for you.

Samantha?

Sweetie, can't you see

he was just trying to do
something nice for you?

Oh, so it's my fault.

I'm not saying
it's your fault, honey.

I just need you to try.

Okay? Can you
do that for me

Who gets the bad guys?

Come on,
who gets the bad guys?

You do.

Who's your best friend?
You are.

Who loves you
more than anyone?

You.

Good night, kiddo.

I have an early
trial tomorrow,

so Nick's going to walk you
to school, okay?

Great.

I'll be on
a milk carton by noon.

So she still hate me?

No, she's just
using you to get to me.

Is it working?

Well, I don't need her
to make me feel guilty.

I can't cook,
I work too much,

and I'm not exactly
mom of the year.

Can't argue with that.

At least I'm not a felon.

That's not funny.

I think it's pretty funny.

You like...
You are a felon.

You like bad boys, don't you?

MAN:
Yeah.

Hit me.

Ruiz, get dressed. You're due
in court in less than an hour.

You order some breakfast?

Every morning you ask
if I ordered breakfast

and every morning
breakfast shows up.

How about some patience?

How about some breakfast?

Thanks.

[MAN ON PHONE
SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

Get away from the window.

Dumbasses, did you hear what I
said? Get away from the window.

Relax.
Just some naked puta.

Not that you care,
since you like dick.

Breakfast is here. Hold up.

Coming in.

MAN 1:
Where is she?

MAN 2:
In your dreams.

RUIZ:
Right there.
One floor up.

She's beautiful.

Waiter's coming out.

Get down!

No, no. Please, don't.

Don't...
Don't kill me. Please.

You made an oath.

No, please, don't. Don't.

Till death.

Hey, princess!
What you got for me today?

Blueberry.
Have a good day, Joe.

Hey, Sam!

Hey, Patrick.

PATRICK:
Who's the muscle?

SAMANTHA:
Nobody.

I haven't
seen you before.

I'm, uh, Nick Prescott.

I'm Samantha's--
Reason for being late.

Among other things.

Punctuality is
an important trait,

one that can be
taught by example.

Good morning.

Thank you for being here.

If you don't mind,

we're gonna try something
a little different today

and use our imaginations
for a moment.

I have a business model
that I want you to assess.

And here are
the basic numbers.

Three million for
product manufacturing.

Seven million
for transportation.

Six-hundred K for distribution.

And 400K for member
or employee benefits.

Total operating expenses
around $11.5 million.

That's pretty steep.

But if the market is there,
which, in this case,

it always is,

you have an upside.

A big upside.

$82 million big.

That's over a 700% return.

Pretty impressive numbers,
don't you think?

I mean, if you ran a company

that posted annual returns
like that,

you'd be on the cover
of Forbes, right?

So how do you get your
company to run like this?

Well,
like other corporations,

with written procedures,
formal constitution,

bylaws, oaths, member dues,

and most importantly
a defined chain of command.

A man at the top
calling the shots.

A man like Octavio Perez.

You see,
the numbers don't lie.

Mr. Perez is very good
at his job.

But Mr. Perez

is a drug dealer,
a racketeer,

and a murderer.

And those qualities,
they only land you

on the cover of
a 100-page indictment.

An indictment
which brings charges,

all of which will be
substantiated

by two senior members
of Perez's corporation here.

The next person who has their
cell phone go off

in my courtroom
will be held in contempt.

BISHOP:
Witnesses that
we'll meet later today,

who cooperated in
a 14-month sting operation,

with no less than four

state and federal
law enforcement agencies.

I see you're early.

Why... Yes, I am.

You know the child can't be
taken out early unless...

I'm working on
my tardiness, remember?

Samantha says
you were in the army.

It was the Marines,
actually.

One of the things the Marines
should have ingrained in you--

Is punctuality. Yes, I know.
Point taken and driven home.

I was going
to say teamwork.

Ah, sorry. I guess
I shouldn't have interrupted.

No, you shouldn't have.

Anyway, teamwork is what

we're all about here
at St. Catherine's,

and part of teamwork
is volunteering.

Volunteering?

Told you
he wouldn't help.

Help with what?

The bake sale?
Cookies, chocolate chips?

I'm in for a couple dozen.
How much is that?

You don't buy them,
you bake them.

Samantha's got the flyer.

Teamwork means doing whatever
the job needs, Mr. Prescott.

Okay.

Uh, hey! Will you wait?

We've got no case
without Pace or Ruiz.

Someone knew where they were,
knew where to hit them.

Anderson's right, for once.

There's a leak. Someone needs
to be held accountable.

Try looking in the mirror.

We had Perez sewed up until
your cowboys blew it for us.

So now it's my fault

you couldn't protect
a couple of key witnesses.

If the shoe fits.
TUNNEY: That's enough. Enough.

Yes. Mistakes were made,
but that's history.

Right now we've got to
figure out what to do

to keep this asshole
behind bars.

Okay.

If they drop the Dominguez
murder charge, what do we got?

Laundering?

Stevens' and my testimony along
with the physical evidence.

It's not murder
but it's solid.

We got the gang
for trafficking.

But Ruiz was the smoking gun
that put Perez

at the top
of the food chain.

Unsubstantiated or not,
it still is damaging.

You throw in Maxwell's
straitjacket for extortion

and see if anything sticks.

What?

This guy is the head

of the biggest drug family
in the central states.

Are we really going to blow our
wad with some bullshit charges

and let him skate off
in five to seven?

I'll take what I can get.

That's if the eggheads
can make it stick,

which even if they do,

Perez still runs
the organization from inside.

We don't make a dent.

What do you suggest?

Throw him back out.

His street cred took
a big hit with this.

He's gonna want to do something
quick, reestablish himself.

When he does,
we reel him back in.

We're not fishermen.
There's no catch and release.

So here's the deal.

After today, I want the four of
you back in protective custody.

Immediately.
What? No, that's not possible.

TUNNEY:
Just till the arraignment.

Without you four
we have no case.

Tunney, that's bullshit.
We don't even work for you.

And I don't give a shit.

Two years
and thousands of man-hours

gone in the blink
of an eye because we,

all of us here, couldn't
protect our best assets.

I'm not going to
let that happen again.

Not on my watch.

PEREZ:
"Transportation of currency

"across state lines with
intent to launder.

"Federal agents
can and will testify

to the facts outlined
in this affidavit."

What the fuck is this shit?

They're reaching.

They dropped
the murder charge.

Look, maybe if we--

They've got
no fucking witnesses.

Why am I still in here?

Worst-case scenario,
we plead to a lesser--

No, no, no, no, no.

This is what I pay you for.
Okay?

So make it go away. Got it?

Cabron, look at me
when I'm talking to you.

I am not rotting in here
one more day.

Is that clear?

Mr. Perez,
if you plead to a--

Okay, say it again.

Go ahead, you fuck.
Say it one more time.

I want my people up to speed,
whatever it takes.

You just make sure
they don't have a case.

Is that clear?

I'll see what I can do.

Two teams.
That's all they got on us?

Tunney doesn't have a clue.

It's not her fault.
She's a paper-pusher.

And she's a smug bitch.

You ask me,
she's got a penis complex.

Yeah,
well, don't we all?

This is nice.

This must be me.

That's good enough.

"Mix until smooth."

I can do...that.

You should use a mixer.

Yeah? Well,

I'm old-school.

You see, back in the day,
they didn't have

electric gizmos and doodads.

You wanted something done,
you had to do it yourself

with a little elbow grease.

Maybe you should...

...try it sometime.

Looks like you got it
under control.

Hello, stranger.

KATE:
Hey. I called you earlier.

Listen, I'm cooped up
in a safe house downtown.

What's wrong?

Perez witnesses
were assassinated today.

They have to keep us here
till after the arraignment.

Three days at most.

Do you want me
to come down there?

No, no. I'd love that
but it's too dangerous.

You know what
these guys are capable of.

Tell you what. I'll take
Sam out to the ranch.

We'll have dinner with Emma.

You know what?
That'd be great.

I'd feel so much better
if you guys were there.

Listen, I'm sorry
to do this to you but...

No, no. It's fine. I'll just
throw some stuff together.

Thank you.

I'll call you later, okay?

I love you.

Yeah, I love you, too.

Sam! No!

Uh, you ordered pizza?

Let go of me.

Keep it.

Mom called earlier and told us
to take it with us to the ranch.

Hey.

That's my wallet.

I don't have a job.
I'm a kid, remember?

You don't act like one.

NICK:
Hey, Ma, we're here!

Doesn't anybody
lock doors anymore?

This isn't Dallas,
city boy.

Don't you look gorgeous?

Put those bags upstairs.

And you, young lady, are going
to help me set the table.

We brought pizza.

We don't do pizza
in this house.

NICK:
Told you.

[GLASS SMASHES
THEN CLATTERING]

OPERATOR:
911. What is your emergency?
Hello?

This is 911.
Are you there

Maxwell.

Anderson! Stevens!

WOMAN:
Are those gunshots?

Stay on the line.
We're tracing the number.

How many?

I don't know.
Three, maybe four.

OPERATOR:
Is anyone there?
Can you hear me

Help is on the way.
I repeat, help is on the way.

Stay on the line
as long as you can.

Hi. Kate Jensen.
Where can I find her?

Can I help you, sir?
Yeah. Who's in charge?

I need to speak
with Kate Jensen.

Hold on a minute.
Take your hands off me.

No, man. Calm down!
What the hell are you doing?

No. Now let's try this again.

It's all right.
It's all right. Let him go.

Thank you, boys.

Thank you.

TUNNEY:
Thank you, boys.

You must be Nick.
I'm Marcia Tunney.

I've heard a lot
about you from Kate.

So where is she?

SAMANTHA:
She's dead, isn't she?

Hey, Sam.

I haven't seen you in ages.

Where is she?

It's okay.

I want to see my mom!

TUNNEY:
You were security
for Agent Jensen

the day she made the drop,
correct?

Yeah, but I
didn't see anything.

Stevens had the eye.

I met Kate after the swap
and took custody of the funds.

BISHOP:
But you testified that
she received the funds

directly from Perez.

That's what she told me.

What's that gonna prove?

Secondary corroboration?

I wouldn't bet
my lunch money on that.

Especially if
they can prove bias.

Bias?

This bastard killed
three of my friends.

He almost killed me.

Defense might think I've
got a hard-on for the guy.

Look,
you know as well as I do

that without Kate, the
laundering isn't going to fly.

So tell me you got something
else up your sleeve, please.

We just need
to verify the facts.

Okay.

The way I see it,
your case,

no offense,
is circumstantial shit.

But these last two hits
were no accident.

They knew where we were.

They knew how many
guys we had.

You got a leak.
Somebody tipped them off.

We're investigating
that possibility.

Well, maybe I can help.

We all know Perez
is behind this.

What I saw
was men in ski masks.

That's not doing us
a bit of good.

Doesn't mean I'm not willing
to step up to the plate,

testify to something
that will make a dent.

Heh. A dent?

Yeah.

Like maybe my memory
just got a little clearer.

Maybe I did see some faces,

some of the same faces that
work with Perez day after day.

Detective Maxwell,
I don't think there's any reason

for us to have
a conversation about this.

We cut Perez's legs out
from under him,

he doesn't have shit
to go back to.

Doug.

You've been through a lot the
past few days. We know that.

But we deal
in the truth here,

no matter how it affects
the outcome of a case.

We want you back
in protective custody.

Yeah, right.
That's not gonna happen.

This isn't over.
Your life is still in danger.

Yeah. My life.

Not yours. Mine.

I'm not going to
let you serve me up

just because you're too proud
to admit you got a leak.

No one has to know.

Put me on the stand.

Let me do my thing
and I will go into custody.

We are gonna let
this scumbag walk

because we are the only ones
here playing by the rules.

JUDGE:
Counselor,
are we gonna start today?

BISHOP:
Yes, Your Honor.

The people request a two day
continuance on the basis--

Objection.

Prosecution is stalling,
pure and simple.

Mr. Bishop,
we've covered this

as much as my patience
will allow.

Are you ready to proceed?

Permission to approach.

Due to recent events, we intend
to file a Scully petition.

Secret testimony?

This is the United States,
counselor, not Russia.

All of our key witnesses have
been murdered in cold blood.

These are federal agents,
officers of the law.

DAVIS:
Though my client
is very concerned

about last week's tragedy,
Your Honor,

he had absolutely
nothing to do with it.

He was incarcerated.
And furthermore,

the opening of additional
testimony

entitles my client to bail.

Bail? He's a flight risk.

Your Honor,
I'm asking for two days,

at which point we will
present evidence

including a sealed document
with testimony

that is the foundation
of our case.

Court is in recess two days.

Bail is set at $900,000.

Bail?

JUDGE:
Prosecution will proceed
on Friday morning at 9:00.

So, what did he say to you?

Your boyfriend, Perez.

Sorry, do I know you?

That's all right.
I got a pretty good idea.

I just wanted
to hear it from you.

You read lips?
Well, try this.

Fuck you.

Sorry, sweetheart,
but you're not my type.

Go home, cowboy.

What the hell are you doing?
What?

With Maxwell's testimony,
we'll get these guys.

You're just gonna
have to trust me.

I don't know you.

I don't know Stevens or Maxwell.
You're all strangers to me.

We were not to Kate.

No disrespect,
but you're not a cop anymore.

Please, let me handle this.

Six witnesses taken out
in the same week.

Doesn't take a big-city cop
to figure out

someone is playing
both sides.

Until I find out
who that is,

I don't take orders
from you or anybody else.

MAN:
It's about time.

PEREZ:
There are no witnesses left.

What the fuck do they have?

RAMONA:
Davis says they're
filing a Scully petition.

What?

It's a Scully petition.

It's some backdoor way
of introducing the evidence

without the defense seeing
until it goes to trial.

It's usually
what they do

when they got a snitch
that they're trying to protect.

I hate that prick!

Okay. Listen to me.

Put the word out.
Cash or product

for any information
about this shit, okay?

NICK:
How's she doing?

NURSE:
She's out of the woods.

Just give it some time.

I'm not hungry.

Suit yourself.

Why aren't you married?

I was once.

She divorce you?

No.
She died in a car accident.

Sorry. I didn't know.

It's okay.
It was a long time ago.

When I was a kid,
my cousins and I

used to have these
massive Jell-O fights.

My mom would get
all worked up and she'd yell,

"You boys,
you stop that fighting

or I'm gonna fill
your noggins with Jell-O."

Once at school,

Bobby Dolan threw his
pudding at Tricia O'Brien

because she told everybody
he was a bad kisser.

The whole sixth grade
ganged up on him,

doused him
for like 10 minutes.

Hope it wasn't
spaghetti day.

Meatloaf
and mashed potatoes.

All that for being
a bad kisser?

He wasn't that bad.

Really?

Now how would you know that?

Ah, ah, ah.

MAN:
She's alive.

The fed.

How does he know for sure?

'Cause there's a cop.

They're holding some witness
over at County.

For you.

Go.

End this shit. Now!

Hey. How was your snack?

Uh, it was, uh...

Messy.
NICK: Yes. Messy.

Okay, time to get you home,
young lady.

No, I want to stay here.

You'll come back.
Bright and early.

She's the boss. Come on.

I'll drop you off.

No. I want Aunt Marcia
to take us home,

so you can stay here
with Mom.

Okay.

Maybe you guys can bake some
cookies for when she wakes up.

Please. You know what?

Save your words,
Officer Simonds.

I'll speak with you later.
Is everything all right?

Yes. Just bureaucracy.
What's up?

I was wondering if you would
give Emma and Sam a ride home.

Let them get some rest.
Yeah, sure.

No problem.
Let me get somebody.

No, no.
It's you, personally.

I guess Sam is more
comfortable with you.

Of course.
You ready to go, you two?

NICK:
I'll walk you out.

Bye, Sam.

Where the hell is everyone?

Shift change.

Guys got a shuttle
back to the station.

The new guys should be here
in about 20 minutes.

Twenty minutes?

Is something wrong?

Yeah, this is bullshit.
Come on.

Okay, nice and quiet.

What are we doing?
Why don't we just sit back,

hold tight, wait for backup?

It'll be too late.

Hold.

Okay.

Clear.

Shit.

Shit. Back. Back. Back.

What's wrong?

They're here.
Two, maybe more. The door.

The other one.

Hurry!

Come on, hurry!

No, it's too big.

Go, go. Back around.

Wait, wait, wait.

Let's move. Come on.

Whoa.

Elevator is too small.

Shit.

Wheelchair.
All right.

Go, go, go, go, go.

No good. Three of them.
End of the hall.

Get her out of here.
Red and white pickup. B3.

I'm gonna stall them.
Go, go.

Call 911.

Hey, where are they?

Sorry, kid.

Hello?
NICK: It's me.

Don't make a big deal
out of this,

but I want you to wake Sam
and meet me at the ranch.

What happened?
Is Kate all right?

Yeah. We're fine.

I just want to be
on our turf for a while.

I can't trust
anyone right now.

All right.
I'll wait up for you.

Russell?
What the hell happened?

Perez's thugs
tried to get her.

Where's Kate?
Is she all right?

Nick took her.

And you just let him?

Okay, where'd they go?

He didn't leave me a map.

One guy? One fucking redneck!
That's it?

Who was he?

Who was he?

No one knows? Mystery man.

Well, find out.

You hear me?

'Cause I want
that bitch dead.

I think this is a bad idea.
She needs a doctor.

Don't worry.
I'm gonna get her one.

A real doctor.

Sam, the people that hurt your
mom are still looking for her.

She'll be safer here.

SAMANTHA:
How do you know that?

What if they come here?
You can't protect her.

Trust me. I'll protect her
better than anyone else can.

And what if you can't?

What if they send
10 guys with guns?

I'm doing the best I can!

It's all I can do, okay?

What?

She's tired and she's scared.

Yeah, well, aren't we all?

Morning, Hank.

Nick.

Awful early, don't you think?

Yeah. Sorry about that.
Listen, I need some help.

What kind of help?

At the ranch. Thought maybe
you could come down

and help keep
an eye on the place.

Y'all go on back inside.

You in some trouble, Nick?

I wouldn't ask
if it wasn't important.

Let me get some pants on.

Better get
your rifle too.

Just in case.

CRYSTAL:
Hey, fellas.
Thanks for coming by.

Doc come out yet?

Uh, no, he's still in there.

He said she's doing fine.

Now sit down.
You need to eat something.

I'm fine. Load up, boys.

Hey, doc. How's she doing?

She just needs more rest.

Thanks.

Sorry about earlier.
Didn't mean to yell.

I was scared.

There's nothing wrong
with being scared, right?

Your mom's gonna be fine.

I can take care of her here.
I promise.

HANK:
Nick, we got company.

It's okay.

That's as far as you go.

You can't do this, Nick.

This is private property.
Get off my land.

She's a federal witness,
Nick.

This is serious shit.

We're talking kidnapping,
obstruction of justice--

How did you find us?

It's all right. Stand down.

Stand down.

How did you find us?

I called her.

I was afraid.

Great.

We tried it your way
and they found her.

So now we're going
to do things my way, okay?

As long as you let us help.

I think if we
both work together,

we can get what we want.

Cell phones,
hand them over.

Do it.

Yours too.

Octavio...

You know,
I've been thinking.

Maybe we should
take you back home, to Mexico.

Just for a little while.

You know?
Till all this goes away.

We can take a chunk out.
We can just--

This is my home.

Okay? This is my life.

And I'm not giving it up,
not for anything.

Hey, the boys
are getting hungry.

I'm taking some orders
for the local cafe.

Better stash that.

Emma even thinks you're bringing
outside food in this house,

she'll cook you up
and eat you for breakfast.

It's mine.

Go ahead.

Tunney.

They're still after me.
What the hell is going on?

I can help.

Ready to come in?

Who would know about it?

Just me and one
federal marshal.

I'm not going into the office.

That's fine. We'll come to you.
Just name the place.

Right.

Got it.

Okay, give me two hours.

I can't just
leave him out there.

All right. Let's go.

He said alone.

I wasn't asking
for his permission.

SIG .380 auto.
Double-action trigger.

You shouldn't
sneak up on people.

As if you didn't
know I was there.

Glock 19. One in the chamber,
15 in the mag.

Glocks are used
by 65 percent

of all law enforcement
agencies including the FBI.

I didn't have
much time for dolls.

You ever shoot one?

You can't always count
on guns to protect you.

That's true.
Your mom tell you that?

That's why she made me
take tae kwon do.

You any good?

I could
probably kick your ass.

I'm sorry
I called Aunt Marcia.

Yeah. I know.

It'll be all right.

NICK:
How many shots did he get off?

Maxwell.
The night Kate was shot?

What are you
trying to say?

How well do you know him?

Maxwell isn't
my favorite guy,

but he's a good cop.
He's dedicated.

He offered to perjure
himself for the cause.

So how many?

None, which doesn't
prove a thing.

People respond to pressure
in different ways.

They react, pure and simple.

It doesn't mean one person
is better than the other.

I just asked a question.

But you judge him.
Don't you?

Should I judge you based on
that incident you had last year?

Kate told me you
were up against 10 men.

They had the whole town
running scared.

You went after them, alone,

took them out one by one.

Is that about
the way it happened?

Can't say I really remember.

Or you don't want to.
It helps promote the myth.

Right?

Have you had much
violence in your life?

You been in any fistfights?

What, curiosity is
a one

No, I haven't been in
any fistfights, okay?

I'm not trying to make
this into a pissing contest.

I am a woman, don't forget.

Violence isn't the mark
of a man or a woman.

If you're smart, you try
and avoid it the best you can.

But you can't live in fear
and let a bunch of lunatics

take away your life.

Do you have any sevens?

Go fish.

Be careful, she's a shark.

Mom!

Thank God you're okay.

Gracious, what are
you doing out of bed?

Go sit down. Sit down.

Are you all right?
You want me to get you anything?

I'm fine. I'm just a little
sore. But I am thirsty.

Okay, I'll go
get you some water.

Thank you so much.

Hey, he's a little spooked.
Can we leave that in the car?

And let me do the talking,
okay?

Thank you.

Hey, Doug.
You weren't kidding.

This is
the middle of nowhere.

I said alone.

It's okay.
Nick's working with us now.

Were you followed?
No.

Not much fun being
hunted like an animal.

Look, you made
the right decision.

Come on, we can
take care of you now.

Ah, like Kate.
She's still alive, isn't she?

That's why
the sheriff's here, right?

Alone, I don't pose much of
a threat, but with Kate alive,

the case gets
a whole lot stickier.

You should have told me!

Maybe I would've agreed
to custody right away.

Given the circumstances,

it was better to keep
everyone separate.

Can I see her?

Marshal Clark is gonna be with
you at the Federal Building.

I wanna see Kate!
We need to be together.

That's not
gonna happen.

Look, I...

I may be just a little
paranoid right now, okay?

Why don't you and me
just start over, okay?

My name is Doug. Doug Maxwell.
It's good to see you.

Hey!
Doug! Doug, calm down.

Move and he dies.
What is going on?

Well,
if it isn't the cowboy.

You remember me, don't you?

No, I think you're
pretty forgettable.

Maybe you remember this.

Let go.
Get down!

Where is she?

Now you see what happens
when you try to be a tough guy.

Stop it! Stop it now!

Now, let's try this again.

Where is Kate?

Fuck you!

Please, Doug, stop it!

This is all your fault!

After Pace and Ruiz went down,
it was over.

You had no case.

But you couldn't let it go.

You had to make the big bust.

TUNNEY:
Doug, don't.

MAXWELL:
This is all your fault.

Please. Please, stop.

Where is the bitch
being kept?

Don't tell him.

It's your choice.
You tell me or he dies.

Aah! Damn it!

TUNNEY:
Oh, God!

Fucking idiot!

Get them in the car!

No.

Sorry, Crystal,
I told you she's good.

Hey, guys.

It's good to see you,
Kate.

Thanks.

Where's Nick?

He went with Tunney to take
Maxwell into protective custody.

Wait a second. Maxwell?

He's alive?
Yeah.

A few shots to the leg,
but he's gonna be fine.

What's wrong?

Oh, my God.

KATE:
The night I was shot.

I could have sworn I saw
someone going to the back door.

Maxwell.

It was him.

He must have been
letting them in.

I mean, I saw him
get shot point-blank.

But everything
happened so fast,

I guess that's just
what it looked like.

Oh, God!

Oh, my God,
it was all part of the plan.

This whole thing
was part of the plan.

I gotta get Nick.

TUNNEY:
Stop it! Stop! Stop it!

I never wanted it
to go this far. I swear.

You're in over your head,
Nick.

These guys won't stop
until they get what they want.

Neither will I.

So you're the one who's been
giving me so much trouble.

Heh-heh.
Not much of a talker, huh?

We'll see about that.

This might be a little cold.

Cowboy's pretty tough.

You're wasting your time.

Well, maybe with you,

but I bet your friend
has something to say.

She won't
tell you anything.

I wouldn't be so sure.

You see,
Ramona is very persuasive.

Don't touch her.

I mean it.

Bastard!

If you want to smell the rose,
you have to cut the thorn.

No, no. No! No! No!

You see? I knew
she had something to say.

Ah! Heh-heh.

Where is the FBI woman?

Please tell me.

Ramona is enjoying
this far too much.

Okay.

No!
No, no!

NICK: No!
TUNNEY: No!

There goes
your hitchhiking career.

She can't talk
if she's fucking dead.

Oh, she'll talk!
All women love to talk!

Going somewhere?

Let me guess.
Ramona killed her

and you didn't
learn anything?

She was a tough bitch.

It's lucky I'm here.

"Boone's Cafe. Best country
cooking in town."

What's this?

That's the town Prescott
used to be the sheriff of.

His family owns
a ranch out there.

Found her.

I guess we should
pay them a visit.

Maybe he's got the whole town
protecting the place.

Maybe the whole
fucking town dies then.

Clean up your mess, baby.
Be right back.

Hey, dude! Get in.

Why? You don't need me.

You never know when the police
might come in handy.

Tunney!

Damn it! Hey.

Here, Tunney.

I didn't tell them. I didn't--
I didn't tell them.

Yeah, I know, I know,
I know. It's okay.

Hey. Just hang on.

I'm gonna get you out of here,
okay?

Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Someone's coming.

Come on. Come on.
Come on.

Where's your friend, bitch?

Hey, Ramona.

I told you not to touch her.

You're not very smart,
are you, cowboy?

Smarter than you.

There goes your
singing career, bitch.

Hey, hey, hey!
Listen, listen, listen.

They know where Kate is.

They know where she is.

Then go, Nick.
Go get her. Go save Kate.

Okay.
Go save Kate.

I'll send somebody, okay?

Hey, assholes.

They're coming.
How many?

I don't know.
Four. Maybe five.

You make sure that Buck knows.

Oh, my God.

I see a couple of bullets
can't stop you.

Heh-heh.
Are you okay?

I'm fine.

I thought I lost you.

Oh, you're not gonna get
rid of me that easily.

All right, here's the plan.

Take your guns, get upstairs,
and you stay there.

And you guys take the girls over
to the Parker farm.

Nick,
you're in no shape to fight.

You've got your
family to worry about it.

KATE:
Hank, I'm not running anymore.

We need you to protect
everyone else.

Please. It ends here.

I'm staying.

Fine.
Hank, get them out of here.

Mom.
KATE: Yes, sweetie.

I don't wanna go.

Oh, honey.

Listen to me.

I know this is scary,

okay, but I need you to
be brave for me right now.

Go with Emma.
I'm gonna be fine.

I promise. Okay?

Come on, honey.

EMMA:
Keep up, Sam.

Come on!

Keep up.

All right,
give Buck a call.

They've gotta
be here by now.

No answer.

Nick. Nick, they're here.

Take the north side,
I've got the back.

You, you've got the stairs.
Do not let them get to Kate.

Sam!

What do you think
you're doing here? Come here.

Get over here!
Are you crazy?

Sorry, I want to be with--

Come on! Go! Go!

Russell!

What is she doing here?

We've already covered that.
Just get her upstairs.

Come on, let's go.

Kate.

What are you doing?

I'm sorry, Mom.
I'm sorry.

Get in the back room, go. Go.
Come on.

PEREZ:
Come on out, cowboy.

PEREZ:
You gotta do better
than that, cowboy.

Damn! Damn!

Grab the gun.
Got it.

How is it?

It's through and through.

Keep pressure on it.

You all right?
Yeah.

Thanks.

Take Sam out the window.
Go to the barn. Go.

Okay. What about you?

Come back for me after.

I'll be back.

Go, go, go!

Come on, Sam.

Come on, Sam! I got you.
You can do it. Come on!

Here you go.
Come on, I'll catch you.

Come on, let's go. Come on!

Drop it, Perez!

Agent Jensen.

What a pain in my ass.

You're gonna shoot me?

Don't think I won't.
It ends here.

You really think
I'm going back to jail?

That's where you belong.

You okay?
My leg. I'm fine, though.

RUSSELL:
Run, Sam! Run!

Sam!

Samantha! Run!

Don't let them hurt her!

MAXWELL:
Sam! Hold up!

SAMANTHA: Leave me alone!
Come on, Sam!

Nick! Nick!

MAXWELL:
Sam!

Get away from me!

Sam, hold up!

Hyah, hyah, hyah! Go!

I'm coming, Sam!

Maxwell!
Don't you touch her!

Maxwell, you hear me?

Nick! Hurry!

Hold on, Sam!

Nick!

Come on, Sam!
I'm not gonna hurt you!

Let her go.

Don't move, Prescott.

Let her go!

No. Drop the weapon.

Don't do this.

Drop the fucking weapon!

Okay! Okay.

It's gonna be okay, Sam.

Maxwell, take me instead.

How heroic.

She's just a kid!
She didn't do anything.

Shut up, Mayberry.

Now move away
from the weapon.

Come on.

All right, I've moved away
from the weapon.

Now let her go.

Nick!

SAMANTHA: Let me go!
You son of a bitch!

I'm gonna kill you.

Now,
how are you gonna do that?

I got the gun.

You can't always count
on guns to protect you.

You may be brave,

but you are dumber
than a box of rocks.

It's okay. It's over now.

You'll have to
teach me that move.

All right, let's go, let's go!
She can't be late.

Okay, okay, okay.

Punctuality is taught
by example.

All righty then!

And remember,
these are primo.

Don't let them go
for less than a nickel each.

SAMANTHA: Okay.
Who gets the bad guys?

Mom, I'm too old for this.
KATE: Who gets the bad guys?

SAMANTHA: You do.
Who's your best friend?

You are.

And who loves you
more than anyone?

You do.

And Bobby Dolan.

Wait, wait,
who's Bobby Dolan?

Only the coolest boy
in the sixth grade,

who apparently
is a very good kisser.

Okay, and how
do you know this?

You may be her best friend,
but you're not her only friend.

You are clearly
a bad influence.

I think I'll be a bad
influence on you. Come on.

* You had it all wired

* Now it's just
One of those *

* There won't be nothing

* But the smell
On our clothes *

* I could throw you
A lifeline *

* You catch
With your teeth *

* I'll pay
A great big fine *

* To remain underneath

* I believe in
The morphine drip *

* Don't let it
Catherine wheel your mind *

* Packing my grip
For a farewell trip *

* I'm gonna leave this
Well behind *

* Tired of wearily searching

* For a reason

* And a rhyme
Oh, yeah *

* Always seems like
A good idea *

* Good idea
At the time *

* If I gotta die

* Just give me one wish

* Well, if I gotta die

* Just grant me one wish

* Just take me back to Texas

* Give my mom a kiss

* Traveled round this world

* I've seen some
Sad, sad things *

* Well, mistaken
For a bad man *

* Back in Tennessee

* Now I'm in a jail cell

* Where they're gonna
Incarcerate me *

* If I gotta die

* If I gotta die

* If I gotta die, oh

* If I gotta die

* Just take me back to Texas

* Give my mom a kiss