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Is there anything
you'd like to talk about?

Not really.

Every week you just sit
in silence on that couch.

- Do you know
why you're here?
- I got caught.

No, why you're here
with me.

I have to go through you
to get parole.

Well, in a manner
of speaking.

It's my job
to evaluate you,

the progress
of your rehabilitation.

Come on, you really
think anyone in here
gets rehabilitated?

I think we rehabilitate
ourselves.

You've been in here
for what now, seven years?

- Yeah, something like that.
- You've had your share
of fights.

It's kind of what
we do in here.

You're eligible for parole
in four months.

I would think a man
of your obvious intelligence

and skill would at least
create the impression

of cooperation with me
to manipulate me into
recommending parole.

Well, maybe I just know
not to bullshit
a bullshitter.

Fair enough.
But believe it or not,
I am here to help you.

Yeah, right.

I'm just another file
you got to process

before you go home
to your cats.

What makes you think
I have cats?

Well, I know
you have a cat.

Cats was a guess.

What else?

You're wearing a black bra
under a white blouse again.

It's happened before,

so it's not because you
didn't get your laundry done.

If that were the case,
you'd go with no bra.

Your tits aren't that big.

No, you deliberately
project your sexuality.

Maybe because
of a recent breakup

or a divorce.

Either way, you get off

on sitting across
from men who haven't
seen a woman in years

knowing that we're gonna
go back to our cells

and rub one out
thinking of you.

I mean, why else would
a woman that looks like you

work in a place like this?

And, yeah, you have cats.

Every time you wear
dark clothing like
that navy pantsuit

that you had tailored
to cling to your ass
like a second skin,

I see hairs on you.

You're exceptionally
observant.

- Occupational hazard.
- Of a thief.

- Inmate.
- Are you gonna steal again?

- No.
- Are you sure?

- It's a trick question.
- Why so?

If I say no,
I'm full of shit.

If I say yes,
I don't get parole.

Not everything's a trap.

Never say that to a man
who's living in a cell.

I like you.

Isn't that
against the rules?

Yes.

What do you want, Rabbit?

I just wanted to
look into your eyes

for the last time.

Good-bye.

Oh, shit.

I guess you owe me one.

Hey.

Go ahead.

I don't want to play.

But it will sharpen
your mind,

teach you patience.

Holy...

shit.

- Emmett, check the back.
- Jesus.

Emmett, check the back.

- Hell.
- We need an ambulance.

- Hood, talk to us.
- What happened here?

We just got here.
Been out all night
looking for the kid.

Nothing but dead bodies.

Hood?
Sheriff Hood!

I don't know what happened.

They just started shooting.

These are
military grade M4s.

That's pretty
high-end hardware for
this neck of the woods.

All I care about now
is finding that boy.

No, that's my priority
and that's my jurisdiction.

In my estimation, Sheriff,
you've become an impediment
to this investigation.

I can make a phone call
to a judge

and have a writ within the hour
suspending you from duty.

Hood.
Where the hell do you
think you're going?

If you want to stop me,
you're gonna have to shoot me.

Let me have your weapon.

What are you looking for?

I'll know it when I see it.

I can help you.

I've lived
my whole life here.

Which explains why you
haven't grasped the concept
of personal space.

Just tell me what you got.

This is from the traffic
camera at the county line
yesterday morning.

- How do you know that's him?
- New York plates.

And Rabbit usually rolls
four cars deep.

I tried calling our friendly
neighborhood sheriff

to put out an APB,
but he's apparently
not taking calls.

At least not mine.

I ran the plates,
they're counterfeit.

But I ain't got no picture
of them leaving.

- They're here.
- Think he's okay?

He's not okay.

If Rabbit's here,
no one's okay.

I told him, man.
I said over and over again

we need to get the fuck
out of here.

This has never been anything
but a terrible idea.

How do we find the boy?

We hack into street cameras,
we look for the cars.

We review security footage
from mini-marts

and supermarkets...
someone had to do
a food run.

We reroute spy satellites
from the CIA

and look for heat signatures
where they shouldn't be.

This is a tiny needle
in a big motherfucking
haystack.

There's just too much
ground to cover.

I need 20 men doing this
and I ain't got 'em.

It's just us two.

Or us three.

Hey, Job.

Long time.

Gang's all here.

Please.

Keep trying.

You know they're just here
to keep us safe.

Hey.

You okay?

Deva, I'm sorry
about all this.

Why would she
lie to us?

Everything's not going
to be all right, is it?

I don't know, honey.

I honestly don't.

I must admit

you have an admirable
knack for survival.

I'm already dead.

- I know that.
- Yes?

So why do you resist?

You haven't offered
any other options.

Such as?

Surrender.

You would sacrifice
yourself for the boy?

No.

For all of them.

So...

finally you admit

your responsibility
in all of this.

Yes, I do.

Uncle Kai?

- Hi.
- Hey.

I'm getting a glass
of wine downstairs.

I'm actually
gonna go to sleep.

So good night.

Good night, Rebecca.

Ah!

Who sent you?

Fucking Indians.

Go help your uncle.

You've been in a fight.

Just a misunderstanding.

Do you want to tell me
about it?

Someone had a crush on me,

I just wanted to be friends.

- Are we done?
- Not quite.

Must be exhausting.

What?

Being on guard
24 hours a day.

Wondering where the next
attack is gonna come from.

Can you ever rest?

I've been looking at
your initial police report.

There were two of you
in that building.

The police said that you had
made it as far as the woods

where your chance of escape
would be much greater,

but yet you turned around.
Why?

Your accomplice...

it was a woman.

These sessions
are confidential and
inadmissible in court.

You can't incriminate her.

You must have loved her
very much.

And you haven't seen
or heard from her since?

I'm so sorry.

You okay?

Yeah.

So where you been?

You know, around.

Will you stay
for awhile

now that he's gone?

I could really use you.

Well, that's not really
my bag, big brother.

Ugh.

Well, this is interesting.

Oh, that motherfucker!

This is my home.

So you're upset
that the man

who cut off the head
of the guy

you sent to kill him
isn't respecting
your privacy?

What's this?

It's one of ours.

I'm thinking

maybe I will stick around
for a while.

This man will take
you home, Max.

It's okay, Max.

Hey.

No one's gonna hurt you.

Go.

You trusted me
to keep my word?

You always have.

Your call has been directed
to an automated voice mail...

- Still no answer.
- Keep trying.

It's okay.

Gordon.

Sugar.

What are you doing here?

We got Max back.

What?
What do you mean?
How is he?

He's safe.
He and Deva
are with the FBI.

He came home
a little while ago.

- How?
- He just rang the doorbell.

Said that they dropped
him off a block away
from the house.

I don't understand.

What do you mean?
They just...

they just dropped him off
just like that?

No, not just like that.

Your father told him
to tell you something.

What?

He said that you
were forgiven.

- Hood.
- Max said they have him.

He traded himself
for Max.

I don't understand
why Hood would think
that that's something...

His cell phone.

- What?
- I got a tracker
on his cell phone.

- There you are.
What is that?
Where is that?

The Bottoms near
the North Valley Woods.

What the fuck
are the Bottoms?
What's out there?

Well, nothing
that I can think of.

Wait.

The metalworks.

We've been here all day
looking at these maps,

moving satellites around
in outer fucking space,

and then he says,
"Wait, wait, the metalworks."

Well, the Bottoms
aren't on most maps.

Is that it?
Is that it right there?

Yeah.

What are you doing?

You call the FBI
and you let them
handle this.

- I can't.
- You have to.

Now, I don't know what
Hood's role in all this is,

but we have two children
whose lives have been
turned upside down.

Now, nothing and no one else
is more important than that.

Come on, man.
Come on.

Now, you lied to me.

You lied to our kids.

I don't know if you can
ever make that right,

but if you're gonna try,

you need to come home
with me right now.

Gordon, don't do this.

Don't make me choose.

You go with them,
you're making that
choice yourself.

Um, what are you doing?

Look, I've seen you drive.
Get in.

We're probably gonna die.

Probably.

If we do die,

I just want you to know
I don't like you very much.

Duly noted.

Well, if you're going
to drive, then drive.

I want to be dead
or home by morning.

Just drive.

So your parole hearing
is in two weeks.

Do you feel ready?

Uh, yeah, yeah.
I think so.

I know you're ready
to get out of here.

You think
they'll let me out?

You present as intelligent
and capable,

as remorseful
and articulate.

Plus, you have the single
best psych eval ever written

in the history
of the prison system, so...

Thank you.

I just wish...

What?

Nothing.

- Come on, what?
- Nothing, no. I'm sorry.

- I forgot
myself for a moment.
- It's our last session.

You're never
gonna see me again.

Um, I was gonna say
I just wish

we had met under
different circumstances.

I know it's
a pathetic cliché.

No, no.
It's not.

Um, you saved me in here.

Are you scared?

Terrified.

Are you gonna see Ana
when you get out?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, I've got a few places
I think I can...

look for her.

- Who are you?
- What?

Who the fuck are you?

I never told you her name.

Mr. Rabbit
has a message for you.

Mr. Rabbit says
there'll be no parole.

You will serve out
the remaining eight years.

And he wants you to know
that when you do get out,
he'll be waiting for you.

There's nowhere you can go
that he won't find you.

Help me!

Guard, help me!

- Get off! Get off!
- Oh, God!

It's funny
being here with you.

I think of all that time
we were together,

the three of us.

We were a family.

Don't kid yourself.

We were never
a family.

Me and Ana,
we were family.

Not you.

I think maybe we both
kid ourselves sometimes.

Oh, fuck you.

You betrayed me for love.

Then you got out
of prison

to find your love
had betrayed you.

And then a few days ago,

she barters your life
for her own.

My daughter is better
at punishing you

than I could ever be.

However,

a man can still try.

Oh, wow.

What is it?

Shit. I don't know.

Shit!

Were you speeding?

I knew I shouldn't
have let you drive.

Evening, folks.

Mrs. Hopewell, I don't know
if you heard yet,

but your son
turned up safe.

I know.
Thank you.

And...

you...

you three are clearly
not going to a PTA meeting.

Can you step
out of the car,
Mrs. Hopewell?

There.

That's better, right?

You took my only
daughter from me.

There are no words
to express the pain.

The rage I feel.

Oh, believe me,

she couldn't get away
from you fast enough.

She hated you

more than she ever
loved me.

You're right.

I took your little girl.

And there is nothing

that you can do to me

that can ever change that.

At least I can watch you
pay for your betrayal.

Why don't you
shut the fuck up
and get on with it?

We got the call.
What's going on?

She's telling me that Hood
has been kidnapped

by the same guys
that took her son.

He wasn't kidnapped.

He traded himself for Max.

And they're gonna kill him
if I don't get over there.

Look, if Hood is in trouble,
why wouldn't you call us?

Because I can't
involve you in this.

It's an abduction
and you can't involve
the sheriff's department?

That's kind of strange,
don't you think?

You think that's strange?

Take a look at who
she called instead.

Oh, and Mrs. Hopewell
was strapped with these.

Two Springfield DX9s.

You want to tell us
what the hell's going on?

The man who has Hood
is a gangster named Rabbit.

He and I have a history.

It's me he's here for.

That's why he took Max.

He's got a small army
with him and he's not
gonna think twice

about killing you
or me or anyone else
who gets in his way.

Well, what were you
and the A-Team over here
planning to do?

He's going to kill him.
He may already have.

Please, we are wasting
time right now.

This... this is crazy.

Sorry, I don't...

- You're the sheriff.
- I know I am.

What?

If it was you they had,
or any one of us,

what do you think
Hood would do?

Shit.

I don't care what kind
of gangsters they are.

They picked
the wrong fucking town.

Well, all right.

- You sure about this?
- Do I look sure?

Gregor, tell the men
to start packing up.

We're leaving soon.

When I was a teenager...

I found two boys
in a field.

They had tied
a stray dog to a tree

and they were beating it
with sticks.

He was badly hurt,
bleeding.

His front leg was broken.

After I finished
with the boys...

I decided I would care
for the dog.

But when I went
to untie him,

he bit my leg.

The dog meant me no harm.

He was acting on instinct.
I knew that.

But I also knew
I had to kill him...

because I, too,

was acting on instinct.

We're all animals, really.

Gentlemen.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm gonna need you
to open this here gate.

This is private property.
No one enters.

Oh, honey, if I had
a dollar for every time
I heard that.

Now open
the motherfucking gate.

Fuck you.

Oh, it's gonna
be like that, is it?

Eenie meenie
miney mo.

My bad.

Nice shooting.

I've been taking lessons.

I should have killed you
15 years ago.

But there was a part of me
that hoped that you'd...

both of you...

would change your minds.

All right, hold up.
Hold up.

The only entrance
to this place is on
the other side.

We're gonna be outnumbered
and outgunned.

We have to surprise them.
I'll create a diversion.

You guys go up front
and wait for my signal.

And then what?
What's your plan?

Save Hood,
shoot everybody else.

Like you,
I was blinded by love.

No.

This isn't
about love.

We spent two years

figuring out
how to fuck you over.

And we did.

That's why you're angry.

'Cause you got played.

So do me a favor.

Stop whining

about fucking love.

You don't know
what love is.

You're wrong.

This...

is love.

Go now! Go, go!

Fuck!

Sugar!

Sugar!

Go!

I knew she'd come
for you.

Now she can watch
you die.

Yes!

Brock!

Motherfucker!

Brock's hit.

I know.
There's no way
I can get to him.

He's too far away.
Go around and I'll cover you.

I'm running out of ammo!

God damn it!
Emmett!

Shit, I'm running out.

How you doing?

Oh, fuck, that hurts.

- Sugar?
- He's okay.
He's over there.

I'm fine.

- Did we win?
- We didn't lose.

Suck my tit.

Stay away from him.

I forgave you.

I gave you back your son.

Well, I never forgave you.

So what now,

clever girl?

Good-bye, Daddy.

Hey. Let me see you.

Oh, God.

Oh, my God.

My God.

Max?

He's safe.
He's okay.

Next time, I say
we just run away.

Hang on, okay?

I missed you.

♪ Lover, come
and set me free ♪

♪ From my restraint

♪ Take the rags away
that bind me ♪

♪ Stare me down
and cut me deeply ♪

♪ To the bone

♪ Give me every tooth
and blind me ♪

♪ You are Madonna,
you're lady divine ♪

♪ You are part
Mother Teresa ♪

♪ And a Valentine

♪ Some man's pariah

♪ And a slippery slope

♪ But to me
you are the fire ♪

♪ And I fly to my hope

♪ With a wink
she sets me free ♪

♪ Forevermore

♪ So consume me now
and burn me ♪

♪ To the marrow

♪ Tear my heart out

♪ From my body
if you have to ♪

♪ And then swallow me
to prove ♪

♪ That I am you

♪ You are Madonna,
you're lady divine ♪

♪ You are part
Mother Teresa ♪

♪ And a Valentine

♪ Some man's pariah

♪ And a slippery slope

♪ But to me
you are the fire ♪

♪ And I fly to my

♪ You are Madonna,
you're lady divine ♪

- ♪ You are part
Mother Teresa... ♪
- Buck. Buck.

Bucky.

- Buck.
- ♪ But to me
you are the fire ♪

♪ And I fly to my

♪ I will fly away...

Hey, boss.

Listen, Janie.

I'm sorry that I've been
so distant.

You know, I've just
been so obsessed with
taking down Proctor.

I never meant
to shut you out.

He's everywhere,
you know?

I worked with the Kinaho
to try to get this
new casino built

and now he has his hands
in that, too.

That's the hotel.

And on the northern side
will be the casino.

That's why Longshadow
wanted you killed?

Yeah.

So now what?

Well, I could
just get rid of Alex,

but that would
create a power vacuum
within the tribe

and there's no telling
who would take over.

Better let Alex
understand who his
friends are.

And how do we do that?

We could start
with a phone call.

You just hit send.

Hello?

Is anyone here?

Well, I guess
we'll have to settle
for leaving a message.

♪ I'll take these wings
and fly away ♪

♪ I'll take these

♪ I'll take these wings
and fly away ♪

♪ Yay, yay, yay,
yay, yay. ♪

Any word on Rabbit?

The FBI turned
the woods upside down.

Full-on search grids,
dogs, the works.

So far, the theory is that
he crawled into a hole
somewhere and died.

Hey.

- They'll find him.
- Yeah.

There.

Now that's what
a sheriff looks like.

When do you have
to change it again?

Tomorrow.

All right, then.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Thanks.

Deputy Yawners.

Agent Xavier.

One of the two active
officers of the BSD.

How long you plan
to keep us on a leash?

I don't like this
any better than you do.

But Sheriff Hood, his behavior
throughout all this

has been somewhere
between highly questionable
and outright criminal.

And what went down
at the metalworks,

that's gonna take
some time to sort out.

The Bureau is assigning
a special investigator.

Look, in the meantime,
you're just gonna have to
deal with federal oversight.

So, never a dull moment
around here, huh?

Couple of hunters
found them this morning.

Based on the level
of decomposition,

the coroner's ballparking it
at 10 to 12 weeks

since they were killed.

Who might you be?

♪ Oh, what it takes
out of me ♪

♪ To lay by your side

♪ Oh, well, it aches
and it aches ♪

♪ You make me
want to die ♪

♪ I gotta kill you,
my love ♪

♪ I gotta kill you,
my love ♪

♪ Oh, what it takes
out of me ♪

♪ To lay by your side

♪ Your love.

Good afternoon,
Church County Sheriff's
Department.

Hi, it's Jason Hood.

I was wondering
if you had heard

from my old man at all.

Sorry, Jason.
Still nothing.

All right.

Thanks anyways.

Fuck me.