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♪ I crossed the county line
About half an hour ago

♪ Hit the edge of town
I heard a whistle blow

♪ Was the midnight train
a-hummin'

♪ Like an angel in my ear

♪ Oh, midnight train
Take me away from here

♪ Now there used to
live a girl

♪ Out on the edge of town

♪ Some say she'd lost her head
Jumped off a bridge and died

♪ But some think
she's an angel

♪ Still hummin'
sweet and clear

♪ Oh, midnight train
Take me away from here

♪ This town's a prison yard

♪ There are fences
you can't see

♪ There's politics aplenty
But no one's buyin' me

♪ I hear that train a-hummin'

♪ Like an angel in my ear

♪ Oh, midnight train
Take me away from here

♪ Midnight train
Take me away from here

♪ Oh, midnight train
Take me away from here

♪ Get out of town

You don't own me.

This is my station.

You gonna shoot me?

I ain't foolin', Nate.
Don't move.

Pull that trigger,
we both go up in flames.

Maybe.
Maybe I die tonight.

Come on, Otis.
You know that reality TV
can make you a little crazy.

I mean it.
Don't come any...

Son of a bitch.

Otis, don't.
Otis!

See what happens?
You stupid fuck.

You gonna get that? I'll get it.

Prescott.

When?

All right.
I'll be right there.

What is it?

Nothing. Accident
over at Otis's station.

I'll call you
when I know more.

Not much is an accident
around here these days.
Be careful.

Go to bed.

Check out those pumps
over there.

What are you doin' here?
This is my jurisdiction.

Hey there, Charlie.
Glad you could
finally make it.

I think we've got ourselves
a terrible accident here.

Get your men
out of here, Walter.

This is a potential
crime scene. I don't need
you muckin' it up.

Not very hospitable, Charlie.
I'm just tryin' to help.

Help who?
Your brother?

Now get the hell
out of here.

You know, I try to
respect my elders. But you
make it a full day's work.

You enjoy that badge
while you have it, old man,

'cause come November,
it's mine.

Let's go, boys.

Sheriff Prescott
has the scene now.

Was that Walter
and the boys I just seen?

Yeah.

How long do you figure
they were here
before you got in?

Farmer said
about a half hour.

Means they were here
before I even got the call.

Well, not much chance
of finding anything useful
then, huh?

Half an hour's not
nearly enough time for that
dumbass to cover something up.

You find any body parts?
I hear Nate wore false teeth.

Why don't you shut up,
Herb?

So, no bodies, no pump, huh?
Whole place burned to shit.

Prescott's got nothing,
right?

It ain't that simple, Harvey.
I think maybe...

Maybe we should just
back off for a while.

Let this whole thing
blow over.

What the fuck am I
payin' you for, Walter?

Take care of it.
Make it go away.

It's what you do.

It's out of
my jurisdiction.

Why are you
such a fuckin' pussy?

Huh?

It's no wonder
Daddy liked me best.

Look. Little accident
like this, okay...
Have to close up shop.

People start
losin' respect.

It's time we turned up
the heat. Whoo!

That's right.

Look, come here.
Come here.

Three weeks from now,
this thing goes public, okay?

We lock down as much land
as we can, and that's it.

Finish line.
This county is ours.
You and me.

All right? All right?

What do you say?

MITCH: Charlie.

Charlie. Hey.

What are you doin' here?

Well, this is still
a barbershop, ain't it?

Well, yeah.

I do some of my best thinkin'
in this chair.

Yeah?

Think on this right here.
Three down.

Himalayan bovine.

Yak.

Yak.

Hmm.

Hear anything about Otis
sellin' out and movin' on?

Oh, yeah. Heard Harvey
made him an offer.

Not gettin' any better,
is it?

No.

So, what do you want me
to do with this? I just
cut it two days ago.

Just pretend.

You know, I been thinkin',
Charlie.

Maybe you shouldn't run
for re-election.

You should just
give up the fight.

Let somebody else
deal with him.

Is that what folks around here
want? Just to give up?

Well, truth is,
most of them already have.

Hey, whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Easy, girl. Easy.
Easy. Easy.

Come on, girl.
Come on.

Easy. Come here. Come on.

Easy. Easy.
There you go.

It's all right.
No one's gonna hurt you.

No one's gonna hurt you.
Take it easy.

MAN: Here we go.
Show us something, Nicky.

MAN 1: There. There you go. MAN 2: You got it now, Nick.

I see you still got a way
with the ladies.

What? Did you forget that
it's a whole lot easier to
ride them after they're broke?

That's why you gotta get them
while they're young.

Otherwise, they turn old
and stubborn.

So, what are you doing
way down here?

On my way to Dallas.
Just thought I'd say hey.

How's Ma?

She's wonderin' when
she's gonna see you.

You got a minute?

Harvey's got the whole town
runnin' scared.

Walter and his boys
don't even pretend to be
law enforcement anymore.

Well, they weren't fooling
anyone even when
they were pretending.

Well, this time
they screwed up.
I can feel it.

I've got an appointment
with the F.B.I.
over in Dallas.

See if I can wrangle up
some help.

Does Hap know about this?

Sounds like you're stirring up
a hornet's nest.

Somebody's gotta
do something.

Yeah, somebody's gotta
do something.

You got something
you wanna say?

You really believe
you're gonna
make a difference?

These guys don't give a shit
about your badge.
They never have.

Sometimes, Son,
all you got is
what you believe in.

I'm on the clock.

I've been thinkin' about
headin' to the lake
this weekend,

do a little fishin'.

Maybe you could
come down.

Pretty busy.

It's been a long time,
Son.

I'll see what I can do.

♪ I seen your type
all over town

♪ Don't mean to put you down

♪ But I can't believe

♪ Everything I see

♪ Yes, when I look at you
for fun...

Huh.

$3.29.

What a crime.

♪ I'll bring back
the ascot when

♪ You bring back the curtsy

Hey, Jack.
What you workin' on here?

Yeah, you know, I couldn't
help but notice you raised
the prices on us.

Yeah. Business
must be slow, huh?

Okay. Yeah,
but I thought, you know,

I made you
a pretty fair offer,
there, last week

and I'm not too sure
why you told Herb to fuck off.

Yeah. Huh?

Look at me.

Look at me.

Jack, I am a reasonable man.
Okay?

And I'm always,
always willin' to negotiate.

Now, are you sure
you wanna keep this place?

Are you still set on that?
Is that really how you feel?

Well, I'm sorry
you feel that way, Jack. I am.

I'll see you around.

At most, this is a homicide
with no witnesses
and a dead suspect.

It's not federal.

Well, if it was
a routine delivery,
why was he murdered?

It all goes back to Morris
and his brother.

Sheriff Prescott,
I'm sorry,

but the Bureau just doesn't
buy into this whole
Dixie Mafia thing.

It's a clever tag
that some reporter hung
on a bunch of rednecks

robbing liquor stores
to get a story.

Miss Jensen,

I've been Sheriff
of Shelton County
for almost 30 years.

Most of that time,
things have been
pretty quiet.

Good, decent people
livin' productive lives.

But the last couple of years,
it's been like livin' in hell.

These people
are organized,

and I'm not gonna
shut them down on my own.

This is the first piece
of physical evidence I've had

since longer
than I can remember.

Now, it may seem
like nothing to you,
but to me,

it just might be the thing
that puts an end
to the terror.

All I'm asking
is that you run ballistics.

Bring me something,
anything that makes this
a federal crime,

and I'll see
what I can do.

Thank you for your time.

Detective Michaels.

Charlie Prescott.
Been a long time. How you doin', Pete?

I'm good.

Listen,
I really need a favor.

Why don't we step in here.
We'll talk about it.

Here's my reservation.

LOU: We'll take care of it.
Don't worry about a thing.

Gentlemen.
Hope I'm not interrupting.

Senator, Detective Michaels.
We met last year
at the police auxiliary.

Pete, why don't we
step to the bar?

Give these gentlemen
some privacy.

PETE: Guess who stopped by
to see me this afternoon?

Dewar's. Neat. Comin' right up, sir.

Charlie Prescott.

Wanted me to run ballistics
on a gun they found
at that barbecue they had

down at the Boone last week.

What did you get?

Registered to a Walter Morris,
Boone City Police. Cash.

Stupid frickin' hillbillies.

Did you send it out?

I'm poor, I'm not stupid.
I figured you'd want me
to bury it.

What did you tell Prescott?

I told him it'd take
at least a month.

Can anyone track this?

Not for the right price.

Take it.
Fax it to Harvey,

tell him that Prescott
kept the gun
and has a copy of the report.

What about the gun?

Get rid of it.
Forget you ever saw it.

I'll take care
of your end tomorrow.

WALTER: This does not
prove anything.

You told me
they had nothing, okay?
That everything was toast.

Well, I squeezed them,
and that's what
his boy told me.

Then what the fuck
am I doin' with paperwork

that says Nate's gun
belongs to you? Huh?

I don't know.

"I don't know."
"I don't know."
You fat fuck.

Barney Fife has a
ballistic report that ties you
to a crime scene.

All right?
Now, it is one small leap
from you to me,

and I'm not about to
let that happen.

Piece of shit.

Hello, Crystal.

I can't believe you're back.
What are you doin' here?

You look hot.
Did you miss me?

Keeping yourself
out of trouble?

Yeah, I have to,
since you're not here
to bail me out.

So, how long you stayin'?
Got my own place now.

A few days.
Do some fishing
with the old man.

Two BLTs on wheat,
two egg salads on rye,

and a sweet tea
and a lemonade.

You got a new girlfriend,
don't you?

What's her name?
I bet she's pretty.

I'll kill her.
I'll kill her.

It's good to see
some things don't change.

There he is.

Hook, line,
and sinker.

Yeah? We got him.

Hey, Mom. Hey, stranger.

It's good to see you. Yeah.

You too. Sorry.
I've been busy.

We're comin' up
on Highway 15.

What the hell is this?

Hi, Charlie.
What's up, buddy?

What the hell?
Are you crazy?

Come on, man. Let's go.
You wanna party a little?

Come on.

Son of a bitch.

Close, isn't it? Whoo!

What are you doin'?

Hit the motherfucker.

Come on. Race him!
Come on.

Crazy son of a bitch.

Where you goin'?

Got you now. Yes, I do.

Box the old bastard in.
Come on, box him in.

Must be chicken. Are you?

All right, boys.
You wanna play? Come on.
I'll play.

Fuck, dude.
You gotta watch out.

I've had about enough of you,
old timer.

Bye-bye, Charlie.
Nice knowin' ya.

♪ Oh, Lord, take my hand

♪ Walk me through the valley

PREACHER: "...follow me
all the days of my life

and I will dwell in the house
of the Lord for ever."

♪ It's gettin' dark

Let us pray.

♪ And I can't see

♪ Walk me through the valley

♪ Satan's runnin' after me

Shouldn't be here.

♪ But he won't claim
your victory

Let's get.

♪ 'Cause you're my Lord

♪ You're my King

♪ Walk me through the valley

♪ Walk me through the valley

♪ Walk me through the valley

Excuse me. Mrs. Prescott?

Hi. I'm Agent Kate Jensen
with the F.B.I.

I met your husband last week.
I'm very sorry for your loss.

I'm sorry
no one would listen to him.

NICK: Mitch, take her
to the car. We'll catch up.
Go ahead.

So why you interested now?
Dead cop suddenly
make this federal?

No, your mom's right.
I didn't do anything.

But your father made
an impression on me.

So, I thought
I at least owed him
a few questions.

What do you want
to know?

What can you tell me
about the Morris brothers?

They grew up
around here.

Walter was a good boy,
Harvey always in trouble.

Little things as a kid,
then progressively worse.

Five years ago, he killed
a guy in a bar fight,
got 15 years for manslaughter.

It should have been
first degree.

So, while Harvey's
in Huntsville,
Walter made some friends

and got himself appointed
city police chief.

Then, three years into
his sentence, Harvey
miraculously gets paroled.

Came back to town.

Then, in a couple of months,
he's runnin' the truckin' yard
for DCB.

Started throwin' money around,
buyin' up land
and local businesses.

Yeah. Nobody knows
where he got the cash.

And if an owner didn't sell,
he'd mysteriously
have an accident.

Anyone willing to
press charges? Testify?

Most are so afraid,
they don't even talk about
what's goin' on.

So, Charlie was trying
to stop them.

Did what he could.

Dad mostly just
spun his wheels.

I take it you don't share
your father's optimism.

Look what it got him.

Justice is about two things,
power and money.

With them,
you can get away
with just about anything.

I was just thinkin'
about the first time
Charlie ran for sheriff.

No one gave him
a chance in hell of winnin'.

He was up against Red Myers.

Red had been sheriff forever,
which was his only
qualification for the job.

All Charlie wanted
was one vote. Just one.

He always said
that's how he got elected.

People wanted him to at least
get that one vote,

none of them realizin'
that everybody else was
doin' the same thing.

When they tallied it all up,
Charlie won in a landslide.

It's been mostly landslides
ever since.

Let's sell this place.
Get out of here.

That's grief talking.

It's not the same anymore.

Another five years,
we'll be a part of Dallas.
I can't take that.

Let's leave
on our own terms.

NICK: Come on, Hap. You know
as well as I do,
the system's broken.

At least with a badge,
you can poke around

without Walter
breathin' down your neck.

You really think
you're gonna
make a difference?

You know, personally,
bein' sheriff is
the last thing I want,

but I swore an oath,

and this town deserves
somebody fightin' for 'em.

You're as bad
as Charlie.

You think
you're so different?

Mick. Two Buds.

You got a problem?

No problem here,
Master Sheriff.

6 bucks.

First round's on the house.

You heard the man.
$6.

You bartendin' now,
Hero?

Picking up a little
spending money as a bouncer.

You sure you're up
for a job like that?

No helmet,
none of them fancy
green soldier outfits?

Walk away
without paying for those,
I guess we'll find out.

You know, truth is, Hero,
I'd pay a hell of a lot more
than 6 bucks

for a chance
to kick your ass.

Maybe today's
your lucky day.

Really. I was serious.
You're gonna have to
pay for these.

6 bucks?
Are you really that cheap?

Apparently so.

MAN: Asshole.

Why don't you boys
get together?

Save the county some money
on ammo.

That'll be $6.

No tip?

BARTENDER: All right,
everybody.
Drinks are on the house.

WAITRESS: Here's your beers.

Should I ask what the hell
you think you're doin'?

Something.

Just somebody
doing something.

Okay, John.
We'll see you in Maui
in a couple of weeks.

Give my love to Betty Lou
and the kids. Bye-bye.

You willing to back
a cop killer?

It was an accident, Lou.
Prescott lost control.

That is crap
and you know it.

They haven't
charged anybody.

Doesn't mean
he didn't do it.

Means they can't
prove he did.

Seems like
a net gain to me.

I mean, no more
Andy Griffith sniffin' around.

Besides, Morris tells me
he's gonna get his brother
appointed county sheriff.

You've been talking
to Morris?

We called a couple of times.
Just shootin' the shit.

It's your call.

Be careful who you make
an enemy, Lou.

Man doing the dirty work,
he's always the most valuable.

So he spanked you?

Hmm?

Four on one?

The old deputy had a gun,
Harvey.

Ah.

The gun came out after
Prescott kicked your asses,
right?

Lie to me again, Herb,
and I'll shoot you myself.

The good news is
this stupid fuck just
put himself into play.

All right? Now...

Anyone that misses
an opportunity

to teach this fuckin' prick
a lesson again is done here.

You understand?

All right, Steve,
stay here
and watch the phones.

Boys, let's go buy ourselves
a hardware store. All right?

Guy was .20,
way over the limit.
But he was rich.

Had friends in high places.
Got off with a fine
and community service.

She and Nick had
only been married
for two years.

I think he blamed Charlie
for not pushin' hard enough.

Well, it's definitely not
a perfect system.

Didn't expect
to see you again.

Mind your manners
and sit down.

Listen
to what she found.

I did some digging.

DCB Transport is owned
by a man named Traxel Byrne,
based in Dallas.

He's rich,
politically connected,

made his fortune
in trucking
and road construction.

But he's not
particularly proud of it.

Everything runs
through a maze
of shell corporations.

Silent partners,
offshore accounts,
but nothing illegal.

It was one of their tankers
that blew last week,

and your father didn't think
it was an accident.

Word was, Harvey made an offer
on Otis's place.

But why blow the place up
with one of your own tankers?

Especially
if you want to buy it.

WOMAN: I think these
will work just perfect.
Thanks, Frank.

It'll be $20.

Thank you.

Hey, Frank.
How's business?

You boys plannin' on
payin' for those tools?

Come on, Frank.
What type of people
do you think we are?

You know, I've been thinkin'
about your offer
to sell this place, Frank.

I didn't make any offer.

If we can come to terms
and a price,
you got yourself a quick deal.

I'm not interested in sellin'.
My dad started this store
and left it to me.

I plan on leavin' it
to my son.

Ain't you a good daddy,
Frank? Huh? Yeah.

Well, you know kids today,
Frank.

The second they get to leave
this town, they hightail it
to the big city.

Ungrateful little bastards.
Not one of them appreciates
the hard work

their daddies put in to
buildin' a business
in this town, right?

But I appreciate
what you done, Frank. I do.

I do and I know how hard it is
to compete against them
big fuckin' conglomerates

who got no respect
for the local businessmen.

That's why we're gonna
make a good team, Frank.

Yeah, I tell you what.
You man the counter
while me and the boys,

we just make sure, you know,
the locals do their
hardware shoppin' here.

Thank you, but my business
isn't for sale.

Everything's for sale, Frank.
It's just a matter
of us comin' to terms.

What's that
expression that they use?

I would...
I'd give my right arm
to own a place like this?

In your case, Frank,
it ain't an expression
no more, is it?

Yeah. Yeah,
it doesn't look good.

Whoo!

Janice.

Frank.

How you feeling?

Good as can be expected,
I guess.

Janice, do you mind
if I speak with Frank
for a minute?

I don't have much to say.
Like I told Hap,

it was an accident.

Please.

Go on, honey.

You wanna let Harvey Morris
steal your business,

take away everything
you've worked for, you know,
that's your call,

and under the circumstances,
I can't say that I blame you.

You see, the problem is
Charlie couldn't
look the other way.

Frank, I know it ain't easy,

but it would help a lot
if you'd press charges.

You know,
give Hap something
to go after Morris with.

Let him beat the law again?

You know better than anyone,
the system's broke.

Besides, I've got a family
to think about.

And I'm asking you to think
about them, and every other
family in the town.

If Hap can stop him now,

it would give folks a chance
to live their lives again.

Ain't your fight, Nick.

Hell, you don't even
live here anymore.

It's like I said.
It was an accident.

Okay.

WOMAN ON PA: Dr. Klein.
Paging Dr. Klein.

Telephone please, Dr. Klein.

Freeze.

Ho! Ho! Easy.

It's me.

You tryin' to
get yourself killed?

Vengeance ain't
the answer, Nick.

Today, it is.

Nick.

Where you goin'?

Finish what my father started.

Well,
if you're gonna go...

At least take this.

Your father gave me my badge.
He said, "Wear it with pride
and walk tall."

I got some
county son of a bitch
pullin' me over.

I don't know.
I'll call you back,
let you know.

That motherfucker.

Step out of the truck.
License, registration
and load manifest.

Well, now, that's quite
a step up from bouncer,
ain't it, Hero?

Step out of the truck.

Says here
you're carrying a full load.

On my way to pick it up.

Where?

What the fuck
do you care where?

Call me curious.
Now, where are you picking up?

Pipeline up north
or the refinery south
of Dallas?

The refinery down south.

It's a little late
to be picking up a load way
down there, isn't it?

I do as much of my drivin'
as possible at night, Hero.

Veteran lawmen appreciate us
keepin' these babies off the
road durin' daylight hours.

Well, that's
mighty considerate of you.

Drive safe.

I will.

What?

MAN: You ain't gonna
believe it.
Prescott's playin' Sheriff.

He pulled me over.
He's still followin' me now.

If I don't go south,
he'll know I lied to him.

He's wearin' a badge?

And carryin' a fuckin'
shotgun. Sawed off.
Cocky as I've ever seen him.

Well, what
do you want me to do?

Okay, listen to me. All right?

You keep goin' south till you
fuckin' lose him. All right?
Now, I don't give a shit

if you have to go all the way
to fuckin' Mexico.
Do you understand me?

Get the fuck off me.

Hey, Hap.

Nice boots.

I ain't marrin' up
my new boots
'cause you've got a hunch.

What are we lookin' for,
anyway?

I don't know.
You're the cop.
You tell me.

Well, let's get to lookin',
I guess.

Well, Dan, seems like
we got ourselves
a little pickle here.

You know, Charlie's untimely
death has left this county
without a sheriff,

and, well,
seems a little unsafe,
if you ask me.

Well, I spoke with
the other council members,

and we figure we'd just
let the deputy's department

handle things
until November.

That's a good idea.

You know,
I got a better idea, though.

Why don't you
call the boys,

have a little meeting,
and appoint
an interim sheriff.

You know,
I'd expect Walter, here,

he'd make an excellent choice,
wouldn't he?

Huh?

10 a.m. Wednesday?
Does that work for you?

I mean, Herb and I
will make sure that
everyone shows up on time.

♪ Keep your eye on the money,
daddy said

This is useless, Hap.
Let's go get something to eat.

You don't have to
tell me twice.

Holy shit.

Where's Otis?

♪ One day soon they'll be
knockin' on your door

Al Kingman!
Just the civic leader
we're lookin' for!

♪ And if you want to know why
Them boys want you to die

♪ Keep your eye on the money,
daddy said

♪ Keep your eye on the money,
daddy said

Appreciate your vote!

This guy swears
he's Otis's only delivery.
Comes every Thursday.

So, Nate was actually
stealing gas,
not dropping it off.

Pulled over one
of Harvey's trucks last night.

Manifest said it was full,
but the tank was bone-dry.

Otis got tired
of being pushed around,
decided to fight back.

Yeah, and he took Nate
with him.

All right, we still don't know
how Byrne's involved,

but I'll call my boss
and see if we can
open a federal investigation.

♪ There's a storm cloud comin'
down the road

♪ Like a freight train
a-haulin' a heavy load

♪ Some palms are
gettin' greased

♪ If you don't wanna
end up deceased

♪ Keep your eye on the money

What's this all about?

Howdy, Verlyn.
What you doin'?

What's going on? Hey! Get on up there, Hank!

Get off my land.

Don't do that.
Get off me.

Wait a minute.

Oh no, no,
don't do that!

What are you doing?

There is no higher price
to pay, Verlyn,

than that of failed
public service. All right?

Don't do that! Come on. Come on, gas it up!

HARVEY: Move it! Come on!

MAN: Stand back!
Stand back, everybody!

Time to shine.

Order up!

HAP: Hey, how you doin'?

This looks like
a pretty good spot right here.

So, I heard you pinned on
the old man's badge.

I thought you were
smarter than that.

I thought you liked
having me around.

Yeah, Walter was
in here earlier,

braggin' about how
he was gonna fire
both your asses

after the county board
names him sheriff.

You ever hear of
a little thing
called an election?

Harvey's leanin'
on the council. Hard.

He wants Walter appointed
interim sheriff.

Meeting's tomorrow
at 10 a.m.

We're makin' progress
with this F.B.I. woman.

We just need
a little more time.
That's all.

We got no choice,
Hap.

You can't protect everyone.
Our kids?

I loaded my family up
this afternoon.

Sent them
up to the in-laws.

EMMA: Forget it, Hap.

They don't deserve
your concern.

Charlie died
for a bunch of saplings,

too afraid to stand up
for themselves.

That ain't fair, Emma.

I loved Charlie just as much
as anybody here,

but we might be better off
if he'd just
left things alone.

That's right.

Standing up to him,
that's what caused
the violence.

Don't you dare
blame this on him!

You cowardly sons of bitches!
All of you!

Just go upstairs.
Okay?

No! I'm stayin'.

Okay. You know,

we really appreciate
what you guys
are tryin' to do.

But if we back you
against Walter,
it becomes war,

and most likely,
we'll be the first casualties.

I mean, you saw what happened
to Frank, Eric...

Verlyn.

Join your family.

Get out of town.
Tonight.

All of you,
take your families
and leave.

Don't let anyone know
where you're going,
not even each other.

It takes a quorum
to put the board meeting
together, right?

Well, if you're all gone,
then no one can name
the interim sheriff.

Just give us a week.

If we don't take Morris down
by then, then I'll quit,

let you do it your way.

Maybe it would be best
to let things cool down a bit.

Get your ducks in a row.

Look, I'm not gonna
let it end like this.

You know,
losers like Harvey Morris
only know one thing,

to take
and keep on taking.

Waiting a couple more months?
Keeping quiet?

He's gonna own each
and every one of us.

Someone has to stop him.

One week.

I'll be around
if you need me.

Mitch, we can't protect you
if you stay.

Look, I'm no hero,
but I'm not gonna run, either.

See you tomorrow. Yeah, see you.

I want you
to leave, too.

This is my home.

You know, a couple
of days ago, you were ready
to sell this place

and never look back.

There's a difference
between leavin'
and bein' run off.

I knew it.

We need to find out
who blabbed.

Damn it!

I founded the company
35 years ago.

Started out with one truck
and three strong backs.

Five years straight,
I'd come home every day
smellin' like tar.

I built this business up,
one road at a time.

We primarily do
rebuilding projects now,
interstates, public works.

Byrne Construction
is the largest, most respected
builder in Texas.

The state keeps you
pretty busy.

Well, layin' tar isn't exactly
country club work.

Most folks would rather do
something more glamorous.

Well, actually,
we're here
about DCB Transport.

I believe you own
that company, as well?

I own a lot of companies.

Most of 'em I see
on a spreadsheet
every quarter.

I just have a few questions
about Harvey Morris,

the man who runs your yard
in Shelton County.

That's a separate division.

If you need information
on the day-to-day, I suggest
you go directly to the source.

The source
isn't cooperating.

Miss Jensen, I'll tell you
whatever you want to know.

But as much as I'd like to say
I slap on a pair of tar pants

and go out there
and mix it up with the boys
doin' the hard work,

I can't.

They keep me cooped up
in these air conditioned
offices, makin' deals.

Guess I'm just
too good at it.

Well, at least you're not
covered in tar anymore.

Thank you
for your time.

My pleasure.
Take care.

You too.

Would it be all right
if we asked one of the boys
doing the hard work

to send me a copy
of the shipping manifest
for Mr. Morris's trucks?

Do you have a warrant? Do we need one?

I'm sure
that can be arranged.

Good. Thank you.

HAP: Hey,
anything useful?

Too slippery,
but he's definitely
hiding something.

Any luck
with the Dallas PD?

Nobody logged
in the gun,

but a friend of mine
ran a memory report for the
fax machine in ballistics.

Looks like a cop
named Pete Michaels

faxed Harvey something
the morning
Charlie was killed.

Did you get a copy?Nah.

Walter's got all the DAs
in his back pocket.

No way we're getting
a search warrant.

Well, what about
Pete Michaels?

What about him?

You can flash
the federal badge around him
and see if he twitches.

Besides the fact
this isn't even
a formal investigation yet,

I could lose my job
for that.

Not to mention, I'm late
for my daughter's recital.

Daughter?

Well, I do have a life
outside the Bureau.

Yeah, I just...
I didn't realize
you were married.

Divorced.

My daughter
tolerates the hours.
My husband couldn't.

Listen,
we're making progress, okay?

A couple more days
will make this federal.

We don't have
a few more days. No, we don't.

I didn't count
on Prescott's son
pickin' up the torch.

He wouldn't have,
if Harvey had left
well enough alone.

Clean it up.

All of it.

And, Lou...

Make damn sure
everything lands
on Morris's doorstep.

Missed you boys
at the council meeting
this morning.

I thought
you'd be there for sure,
fight for your jobs and all.

But then again,
you didn't have to be,

since everybody just kind of
upped and disappeared.

Lucky us.

You know, this town,
Prescott...

There can only be one big dog.
Everybody else just kind of...
They sniff.

Really?

You see, I always figured
that someone, somewhere,
had a leash on you, Harvey.

You are writin' checks
that that badge
can't cash, Prescott.

Ah, don't worry.

I plan on taking it off
long before I cash anything.

Watch your backs, boys.

Fireworks start tonight.

I don't know about you,
Hap, but I've always
liked fireworks.

Hello, Pete.
I need the gun.

What gun?

The one that
Prescott gave you.

You told me
to get rid of it.

But you didn't,
did you?

Hi, Crystal.

CRYSTAL: Get out!
Get out of here! Get out!

MAN: A real help! Get out! Get out of here!
Get out!

MAN: Yeah, I'm pretty sure
if they get that
secondary fixed up,

they're gonna be
number one. MITCH: Yeah.

Mitch! Mitch!

Look where we are.

Hey.

See, the way I see it...

All right?

If you had
kept your mouth shut,

then Walter, well, he would
have been sheriff in this
shit-hole little county.

Then I wouldn't have to
come here

in this pretty little trailer
of yours and pay a visit.

But you see,
when you're playin' politics,
okay,

you got to be careful.

Because 9 times out of 10,
okay, 9 times out of 10,

you get fucked.

I got first dibs.

Get her over here. No! Come on.

MAN: Get her down! CRYSTAL: Oh, my God.

HERB: I'm sure gonna
put a smile on her face!

MAN 1: Come here! Get her. MAN 2: Hold it!

MAN 3: Get her! Get her! MAN 4: That's it. Get him off.

Hello?

NICK: They killed Mitch. Who?

Those bastards killed Mitch.

He was Charlie's best friend
and they killed him.

Turn on your TV. What channel?

Doesn't matter. Any one.

Hey,
I was watching that.

REPORTER: ...and leaving
two people dead.

The investigation continues,
but city officials now believe

that tonight's explosion
was the result
of a natural gas leak.

Are you all right? I'm going after Michaels.

Find out what he knows.

Nick? Don't do this.
Just give me
a little more time.

I don't have any more time!

Shit!

Mom, you said "shit." Honey, come on. We got to go.

Stay. Don't move.

Kate,
get back in the car.

Come on, Nick.
Don't do this.

Get out of my way. You know what?

Anything you find in there
is inadmissible in court.

Like I care.

Hey! This isn't
just about you anymore.

There's other people
involved here.

He isn't gonna stop unless
we do something about it
right now.

Let me ask him
a few questions. Please.

Where's Harvey?

I ain't
his fuckin' babysitter.

I've got something that's
gonna help with Prescott.

Nick. It was open.

Lieutenant Michaels?

Kate Jensen, F.B.I.

Just wanna ask you
a few questions.

Nick.

Crystal.

It's kind of like
a bad dream, ain't it?

It's over now. Yeah.

Take a good look, okay?

'Cause I want you to make
a positive ID,

and you pass it on to Hero
for me, okay?

You do that for me?

All right. Look, you got
some blood on your lip.

It's okay. A little bit of ice
will take the swellin' down.

Well, then.
There you go.

LOU: I wanted to make sure
all the loose ends
were wrapped up with Prescott.

Well, now, I don't think
we're gonna need any help
with Prescott, but...

What the hell
are you doin', Lou?

Sorry, Walter.
Too many loose ends.

Oh, no. Wait, wait.
Lou, don't do this.

You know,
Harvey will come after you.

He ain't gonna sleep
till he gets his revenge.

I'm counting on that.

Except, he won't
be looking for me.

Prescott.
He's an easy mark.

Worst case,
Harvey kills Prescott,
gets nailed for it.

Best case,
Harvey and Prescott
kill each other.

Either way,
Harvey's out of my life
for good.

We were here to
question him about

a joint F.B.I.-Shelton
County investigation.

That's it.

Prescott.

When?

Who did this to you?

Tell me he did it.

Crystal, it's okay.

They'll kill you.

Don't worry.

I'm gonna
take care of this.

Wait for me at the house.

Where are you goin'?

To collect some evidence.

Why'd I even ask?

We're closed.

I got a warrant.

Hey, what the hell you think
you're doin' here?

I have a meeting with Harvey.

This here's private property.

I'm gonna have to ask you
to vacate the premises
immediately.

Which one is
Harvey's office?

Put the weapons down. What, this or this?

Put the weapons down, now! Whatever you say.

All right. Let's try this
one more time.

Which one is
Harvey Morris's office?

Sorry, man. I got
a severe case of amnesia.

Really?
'Cause I have a cure for that.

Take a rest.

What you lookin' for,
Sheriff Prescott?

You are so fuckin' dead.

You are so fuckin' dead.

Harvey gonna be
gettin' you, boy.

Look, there it is!
Little love note
from your mommy!

You say one more word
and you are dead.

Come here. Come here!
What's the map for?

What is the map for?

Good morning. For some.

Walter, it's me.
Open up.

Is he watchin' porn again?
Pull your pants up,
you dirty bastard!

Why is this door locked?

I haven't seen him
all morning.

His cruiser's outside.

Walter?

You fuckin' piece of shit!

It's an interstate,
right through here.

So, Byrne uses Harvey
to buy up the land

he knows the state
will pay top dollar for.

The announcement
goes public next week.

At a bonus,
Harvey buys up
the local businesses,

knowing the town is gonna boom
once the interstate is done.

Holy shit. We got him.
Where'd you get this?

You know what?
I don't wanna know.

Yeah? You surprise me.

What, did your badge
get too heavy?

Harvey.

Yeah, I guess
it ain't the same when they
pin them on your chest, huh?

What do you want?

I just want to let you know
that I got your message
loud and clear.

What message?

Don't you play dumb with me.

You insult me.

Now, truth is,
Walter was weak. He was.

And I'll bet he squealed
like a little bitch when
you killed him, didn't he?

Yeah. Yeah.

Just like your daddy did
when I torched him in his car.

Harvey, where are you?

Question is, where are you?

You at your momma's house?

Or is she all alone?

Listen to me, Harvey.
I didn't kill Walter, I swear.

Harvey. Harvey?

Get in the car.

Come on, Hap!

Pick up the phone,
God damn it!
Pick up the phone!

I want her alive.

Come on. Come on.
Get to the barn and stay down.

Come with me, Hap. Please! Go, Emma, now! Go!

They're goin'
to the barn!

I hate it when Tonto
tries to be a hero.

Mom? Hap!

Nick!

I guess you got my message.

She better be alive.

Nick, don't let him
blackmail you!

Don't give him what he wants!
No matter what it is!

Don't give him... Stop her
fuckin' touchin' me.

She's a tough old bird.

I see where you get
your soldier-boy spirit
from now.

What do you want?

I want the same thing
you want.

I want this to end.
This is what we're gonna do.

You will resign.

The county board will name me
interim sheriff,

and you and the old lady
will leave town.

Now, if I see one cop,
Prescott, she is dead.

You understand me?

I'll need until tomorrow
to get all the
council members back to town.

Twelve noon tomorrow.

If there ain't a quorum,
you are planning a funeral.

Come on. Come on!

Get away! Get in there.

KATE: Nick, let me try again.
Get us some help.

They'll kill her.

You're a cop.
You can't just go in there,
guns blazing.

I tried it Charlie's way,
now I've got to do it my way.
I'm sorry.

All right, what can I do
to help?

You've done enough.

Just go home
and take care
of your daughter.

Kate,
there is one thing.

You can take that map.
Make Byrne pay...for Charlie.

Be careful!

MAN ON TV: He's gone mad.

He's leading them right to it.
Our own man!

Don't wait for the train.
Do it now.

Okay, Bess. Let's do this.

I was right.
There is something going on.

You've got to do it, boy.
You've got to do it now!

You hear somethin'? Sounded like a pony.

A pony? You crazy?

Howie?

What the fuck?

Don't hurt me, man.
Please don't hurt me.

Hey, girl. You lost?
What are you doin' here?

Where's your owner?

What the hell?
What do you...

You are under arrest
for the rape of Crystal Wood.

You have the right
to remain silent.
Anything you say...

I thought
you'd waive your rights.

Are you okay? I'm okay.

Sit still.Be careful.

He's here. Who?

Hero.

Check the gadget.
Jimmy and the boys
will check the place.

Well, what if
he already got...

Just do it!

Daryl! Howie!

Get your ass out here!
We got a problem!

Jimmy?

Come out so I can see you,
you fuck!

Get the fuck in here! You are scum!

You are the lowest
of the low!

Give me
your fuckin' hand.

Go ahead! Do it!
You're not gonna
get away with this!

Shut up!

I'm not afraid of you!
None of us are afraid of you!

Shut the fuck up!

I'll tell you, your boy
made a big mistake, okay?

I'm gonna drag him in here
and shoot him
right in front of you.

How do you
feel about that, huh?
Your little boy?

See? Now, that's the problem
with firing
at an unseen enemy.

You waste
too many damn bullets!

Special ops training says
you should be able to reload
in less than three seconds.

That should give you
just about the same odds

that you gave Hap and Crystal.

1001, 1002, 1003.

HARVEY: Never turn your back
on the enemy.

They forget to teach you that
in special ops, Nick? Huh?

Drop the gun
and turn around.

You got a hearin' problem?

Let my mother go.

Ain't that sweet, huh?

A little mama's boy
till the end, eh?

You let her walk out of here,
and I'll give serious thought

to not killing you.

I got an idea.

How about
I bring her out here,

shoot her
right in her fuckin' face
in front of you...

Drop the gun!

Who the fuck are you? F.B.I. It's over, Morris.

Hey, you're cute. I said drop it, now!

You know, Nick,
you give a bitch a badge

and she thinks
she owns the place, huh?

Sweetheart, okay,
you better drop your weapon,

otherwise it's gonna get
real ugly out here.

Kate, just shoot him!Shut up!

It's your call.

Damn. You go get Emma.
She's inside.

Take Bess and
get the hell out of here.

No.
You're coming with me.

I'll see you later.

KATE: Emma! I'm in here!

Look away! Look away!
Let's go.

We have to find Nick!

I told you
I'd take that badge off
before I cashed the check.

I didn't think
you had it in you.

Kill a man in cold blood.

I'm pretty sure
ballistics will say

that's your bullet
in his chest.

Of course, those reports
don't always end
in justice being served.

So that was your plan, huh?

Bring me in
on suspicion of murder?

For starters, yeah.

Might have been tough,
you know?

No weapons. No evidence.

A lot of loopholes, Nick.

You're right.

Maybe we should
settle this here.

See who is
really the big dog.

So, what do you say, Harvey?

You all bark and no bite?

♪ Lay down with your rifle

♪ In the shadow of the noose

♪ There's no time
to try for now

♪ Now the dogs
are on the loose

♪ It's comin' down

♪ There's no way
you can refuse

♪ It's comin' down

♪ Go to sleep
in your dead man's shoes

♪ Steel-toed boots and a

♪ A mouth that shoots out
with one dead eye

♪ His poor contrition
was answerable

♪ To the camera in the sky

♪ It's comin' down

♪ There's no way
you can refuse

♪ It's comin' down

♪ Go to sleep
in your dead man's shoes

♪ It's comin' down

♪ There's no way
you can refuse

♪ It's comin' down

♪ Go to sleep
You're a dead man ♪

♪ When I first saw you, Lord,
I was hooked

♪ Next thing I know
I'm in a station
gettin' booked

♪ And now I'm standin' here
to say

♪ I'm still walkin' tall today

♪ I'm walkin' tall
away from you

♪ When you draw that knife
into my soul

♪ I drink for 10 long years
to fill that hole

♪ And now I'm standin' here
to say

♪ I'm still walkin' tall today

♪ I'm walkin' tall
away from you

♪ Keep walkin', boys

♪ Come on back

♪ When you brought
your mountain down on me

♪ I cried so many tears
I couldn't see

♪ But now I'm standin' here
to say

♪ I'm still walkin' tall today

♪ I'm walkin' tall
away from you

♪ I'm walkin' tall
away from you

♪ I'm walkin' tall
away from you

♪ Bye-bye, sweetie