All language subtitles for Justified S01E02 Riverbrook.DVDRip.NonHI.en.SNY

Looks like it hurts.

Why, yes, Raylan.
Thank you for noticing.

Somebody shot me in
the chest the other day.

You getting
something for the pain?

Well, I can goose it as needed,

but I've been holding off.

I was hoping that you'd stop by.

I wanted my mind clear

and my mouth not all full
of rubber when I saw you.

Let's hear it.

What do you think
I'm gonna say, Raylan?

I wouldn't know.

You know, if Ava
hadn't come in that room

and distracted
me with that rifle,

you think I could
have got you first?

I don't know.

Well, it don't matter.

The real question is,
why didn't you kill me?

Did you miss my
heart on purpose?

No. I was aiming to kill.
That's the way I was taught.

Sometimes you
don't hit the bull's-eye.

No, I suppose not.

But, you see, I
have this belief,

this conviction that it
wasn't just an accident

and that, I was wondering

if the fact that
we were friends,

if that played any part.

Then last night I woke up,

and I knew why
you didn't kill me.

I was laying here in pain,

in awful pain.

But I didn't hit the pump

because I knew it wasn't just
pain from a gunshot wound.

It was something deeper.

It was a pain from my very soul.

And I realized that,

well, I couldn't anymore
blame you for my situation here

than a farmer could blame
his neighbor for a hailstorm.

A hailstorm being an act of God.

That's right, Raylan.

Me shooting you
was an act of God?

Well, God was acting through
you, Raylan, through your gun,

to get my attention, to
set me on a new course.

Now, I know not yet
what his will for me is,

but I have faith. I have faith

that the path will be
illuminated before me

as I need it to be.

For even through this
searing pain, I am at peace.

For I am born again in the
eyes of the Lord, Raylan.

And I wanted to thank
you for playing your part.

Now, if you will excuse me,

I must tend to the
needs of the flesh.

You understand?

Raylan?

Did you come all the way
out here just to see me?

What do you think?

Initial here, here,
and here. Stand up.

How come?

We're gonna play
pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey.

Just stand up.

Come through and
stand on the feet.

You got your feet on backwards?

Turn around.

Just checking you
for visible injury.

All's I see is the nose.

Which I got

when he hit me with a shotgun
barrel for no good reason.

Is that how you remember it?

You should thank him.

That nose's the only reason

you got to spend two days here

instead of going
straight to Big Sandy.

Hey, careful with the teeth.

You got any more
Marshals in the car?

Task force is
undermanned, just me.

Want to put him in leg irons?

I think I can handle Mr. Crowe.

Marshals drive Lincolns now?

Or is this confiscated?

Yeah, I had a Town
Car myself one time

when I was down visiting
Cousin Dale in Florida,

till I sold it for parts and
went to work at Disney's.

You know what I tried
out for? To play Goofy...

Mickey Mouse's friend.

Only, you had to water-ski.

I couldn't get the hang of that,

so they put me
selling ice cream.

But Disney's got a lot of Negroes
and homosexuals working there,

so I came back home.

If you're gonna talk,

I'm gonna put you in the trunk,

and I'll drive myself.

You grew up in Harlan, huh?

I grew up in Corbin.

You ready for this?

My dad has never been
outside of Kentucky.

Whole life, never been closer
to the border than Parisville,

where he is now.

You know, we're
gonna be going by there.

If we was to get off on Route 9,

we could stop by and see him.

It wouldn't be more than
a few miles out of our way.

What do you say to that?

Not much, huh?

Your old dad's never
crossed the state lines,

but he's been up to
Manchester, hasn't he?

He's seen the inside of
the Kentucky State Prison.

You got an uncle
who came out of there,

and another did his
time in McCreary.

I think we'll skip seeing
any of your kin this trip.

My uncles are both dead.

By gunshot, huh?

You understand how
I see your people?

Put one on your left wrist.

Now snap the other
one to the wheel.

To the wheel,
Chinatown. Let's go.

I can't drive handcuffed
to the damn steering wheel.

You'll get the hang of it.

Now drive.

You gonna report what I did?

I don't take what you did
personally, you understand?

Want to lean on you.

Or wish you get any more
time than you deserve.

But what you'll have to do now

is ride the rap, as they say.

It's all anybody has to do.

Let's go. Come on down, fellas.

All right. Next.

Where the hell did they get

these stupid costumes, anyway?

Shit.

Well, this is an embarrassment.

Piss and moan all
you please, Cooper.

This is what they want to see.

"Hey, Martha, look. They're
making fun of themselves."

They eat that shit up.

All a part of what
sells the CDs.

Of which we don't
get one red cent.

Now, you want out, buddy,
you just say the word.

We'll be out here,
playing parties,

eating good food,
looking at pretty women.

You can be back at the tiers,

making yourself
another chess set

out of cardboard, huh, Henry?

I heard that.

And if they wanted
suit and ties,

we'd be wearing suit and ties.

All right. Let's head on out.

Free Bird!

Hell, these horses live better
than most people I know.

Hey, Price, you're not eating?

No, Henry. You have at it.

Hey, Henry, I
got to take a leak.

Coop's already
in the Porta-Potty.

Use a tree.

Hell, Henry, now,
that ain't civilized.

You're back on.

We're gonna start with the
cake and Happy Birthday.

Price, let's go. We got
to get back out there.

Come on, Henry. I
really got to drain it.

Come on, Cooper! Let's go!

Hey, Henry. What
do you want to do?

You walk them out.

I'll bring these two. All right.

Come on, Coop. They want
to do Happy Birthday now.

Coop!

Stand over there.

Coop, open this door.

Open this door! Come on, Coop!

Hey, Henry,

watch this.

Hello, Art. Where are you?

Just heading back.

How far are you from the prison?

Not far. Just passed
through Parisville.

Well, I want you to go back.

They had a breakout.

No shit.

There was a
bluegrass convict band

that was playing a
birthday up near Parisville,

and the bass player
and the drummer

decided to make a run for it,

so I need you to go
back up to Big Sandy and,

you know, check their
cells, see what you can find.

I sent a couple of deputies

up to Parisville. And get this,

the bass player was
about to be released

in 3 months after
a 15-year stretch.

You got some names?

They couldn't
have gotten very far.

See what you can find out.

Evening. Evening.

You...

You need help with something?

No, I'm just looking
for some road food.

There's no way in hell you're
gonna be able to draw and fire

before your head comes off.

I could get him.

Fine with me.

What? Set your weapon
down on the ground,

please, sir.

And your backup.

Kick them back this way.

On your belly.
Hands on your neck.

See, I told you. Turn the
light on, we'll get us a car.

Got us some more guns,
too. Give me one. Oh, no.

You're gonna run. What?

As far and as fast as you
can, 'cause I swear to you,

if I ever see you
again, I'll kill you.

But we just busted out
of the damn joint together.

You got five seconds.

What is this, a joke?

Shit!

All right. You can sit up.

Wallet, ID, keys,
hand them over.

What are you, state police?

US Marshal.

Marshal? Like in Gunsmoke?

More like The Fugitive.

Huh.

"Deputy US Marshal
Raylan... "Givens."

I knew a fella up in
Manchester named Givens,

Arlo Givens.

Any relation?

I suppose there's still some.

He's my father.

No shit. And here you've
become a US Marshal.

How'd that go down with him?

I wouldn't know.

Now take your handcuffs out

and cuff your hands
behind your back.

So, you Cooper or Price?

I'm one of them.

Fine. I'll wait and
find out tomorrow

when your picture's
in the paper.

My name is Douglas
Cooper. Glad to meet you.

You didn't care so
much for Price, huh?

Get on your feet.

What was he in for?

His real crime? Being
a lousy drummer.

He's not incompetent.

The man could play a
paradiddle, but he's showy,

has no sense of time.

How can you tell there's a
bad drummer at your door?

I don't know. How?
The knock speeds up.

Nice. You a musician?

No, just someone
who likes music.

Yeah, and shitty jokes.
Come on. Let's go.

And what were you
in for, Mr. Cooper?

I expect you know that already.

Fifteen years is a long
time for one bank job.

Well, the thing is, a fella
died as a direct result.

Foreseeable circumstances.

But, honestly, if you
hire a moron for a driver,

it's foreseeable.

You taking my badge and my car

to get past any roadblocks, huh?

And your hat.
Good night, deputy.

Good night, Mr. Cooper.

Well... Shit.

Come in. Come in.

Now, let me get this
straight. He took your gun...

Sorry, two guns.

Your badge, your
car, and your hat.

He take anything else?

Not that I can remember.

He didn't rape you, did he?

We found your
car at the airport,

which means that
Cooper either left town

or he wants us to
think that he left town.

We found this in the
trunk. That look familiar?

You didn't find
any guns, did you?

No. Sorry.

The dogs chased
Price into a culvert,

and then Rachel talked to him.

She and Tim can
bring you up to speed.

All right.

Raylan, just a
second. Shut that door.

I got a call this morning
from AUSA David Vasquez.

Wants to talk to you about
your shooting Boyd Crowder.

Well, what's
there to talk about?

He pulled first.
There was a witness.

But, you see, 10 days ago,
you shot a man in Miami.

Put it like this.

If you was in the first grade

and you bit somebody every week,

they'd start to think
of you as a biter.

He also wants Ava to come
up to Lexington to talk about it.

Well, fine with me. Which part?

The part about her
talking to Vasquez

or the part about her
coming up to Lexington?

Raylan, you can't
sleep with her.

I know.

Raylan... I won't.

You starting to regret
me coming here?

Not yet.

Price says the only reason
why he helped Cooper escape

is because Cooper
promised him a lot of money.

Which could be
from his last job.

He got away with $180,000.

Never recovered.

Tell me about the dead driver.

He was a Mensa candidate
named Drew Baxter.

A few hours after the robbery,

Cooper and Baxter
headed out of town.

Baxter's driving. They get
pulled over for a traffic violation.

Baxter decides to floor it.

Hilarious hijinks ensue. Baxter
drives head-on into a tree,

goes through the windshield,
and into the afterlife.

And it all fell
under commission,

so Cooper got
charged with his murder.

So, why is he breaking out with
only three months left on his bit?

I mean, has he got a
daughter getting married

or a granddaughter
graduating school?

No kids, and his mother
and father passed.

He was married
when he went inside.

Younger woman, one-time
exotic dancer, named Shirley Kelso.

Didn't divorce
until five years ago.

Still lives in town.

I thought I'd go have a word.

I'm gonna take a team
and check acquaintances.

I'm gonna go with him.
Nothing against acquaintances,

but one-time-exotic-dancer
Shirley sounds a little more fun.

What the hell did
you say to him?

I'll catch up with
you at the car.

Hello, Winona.

What did you say to Gary?

I believe I said, "Hi, Gary."

Why? Why did he say I said?

He didn't. Just he didn't sleep

the rest of that night, and the
next morning, he was still shaking.

And every night since
then, he checks the windows,

and he checks the doors,
and then he checks them again.

I don't know. Winona,
does Gary spook easy?

What are you implying?
You wouldn't be startled

if somebody broke into your
home in the middle of the night?

I'm not implying anything.

I heard you got jumped
by an old convict.

Does 55 still seem old to you?

Are you gonna shoot
him if you catch him?

All right, look, I won't show
up unannounced any more.

You won't show
up at all anymore.

Art tells me you were a
sniper with the Rangers.

Yeah, I was.

What's the longest you
ever had to watch a target?

Three days.

Hmm.

Shitty little village
outside Kandahar.

You watch a man that long,

you can get to know him
better than his wife does.

How he reads the
paper, picks his nose,

what glass he likes for
tea, what one for milk...

If he jerks off, what he
looks at when he does.

If he's nice to the dog
when no one's around.

What's the trick to
something like that?

Keeping your focus? Mmm-hmm.

Well, they told us to
come up with stories

about ourselves and the target.

What do you mean, "stories"?

Well, nothing elaborate.

Imagine taking
Shirley to the movies,

watching Price is Right,
eating takeout Chinese.

They eventually stopped that,
the business with the stories.

Why is that?

They found some
folks get so involved

in the tales they're
telling themselves,

they grow to like the target.

And when they got the
green light, they couldn't pull.

That ever happen to you?

Is that her?

Looks like it.

US Marshals.

Shirley Kelso?

You think he's here? You're
welcome to look around.

Who's this?

They're with the Marshals. I'm
guessing they're looking for my ex.

My cousin Dupree.
He's staying with me

till he gets on his
feet in construction.

Y'all want a beer or something?

Yeah, love one.

Pabst, Schlitz,
Mickey's... It was a joke.

We can't have a beer.

Well, I don't want
your job, then, do I?

Either of you seen or
heard from Douglas Cooper?

You mean since he
broke out or since ever?

Since last night.

No, and I swear to you, you give me
a card or a number and he turns up,

you'll be the
first person I call.

Marrying him was the
biggest mistake of my life.

You stayed married to
him till five years ago.

There were tax advantages.

Any idea why he'd bust out with
just a few months left on his bit?

None at all. I mean, you
ask me, he's long gone.

I mean, there is
nothing for him here.

When's the last
time you saw him?

Before the divorce, yeah.

What do you think?

Sure made a big deal about
running down her ex-husband.

Of course, that might have
been for Dupree's benefit.

You don't think they're cousins?

Maybe, maybe not. Either
way, she's banging him.

That's got to suck.

To break out of prison,
expecting a blissful marital reunion.

I got to think, no matter how
long you've been divorced,

seeing your old lady
shack up with someone else

is gonna annoy
the shit out of you.

If Cooper does show up,

you sure as hell won't call the
number on that Marshal's card.

Oh, yeah?

Well, Coop might not be so
happy to see us, you know?

Who gives a shit?

He's the only one who
knows which house to go into.

It doesn't matter. I
hope he shows up.

I'm glad you feel that way.

Sit down. Take
a seat right there.

How'd you pick the houses?

I saw reports on the TV
in prison about somebody

breaking into houses in
Riverbrook, tearing up the floors.

Now, I know you haven't
found the money yet.

I knew that the minute
I saw this shit hole.

How did you pick the houses?

You told me you hid
the money in a house

under construction
in a development,

and I just figured out
it had to be Riverbrook.

Picked the houses at random?

Well, you always said your
lucky number was 3-2-3,

so we went for houses
with 3-2-3 in the address.

Y'all sleeping together?

We're cousins!

Well, from all the
lotions, condoms,

and devices I saw
sitting on your nightstand,

it's clear you're
sleeping with somebody.

Well, it ain't like we're
first cousins or anything.

There's no need to hide it
from him. He already knows.

There was one device,

kind of a vibrating thing

with ball bearings
going all around,

making it wobble all over.

That's Randy Rabbit.
It's our best seller.

If I'd known you wanted
something like that,

I'd have got it for
you back in the day.

I was 22 when you went in.

You were the first
man I ever slept with.

I didn't know what I wanted.

Hey, we can all have a real
interesting conversation later

about the merits
of various sex toys,

but right now, maybe we ought to

focus on how we're gonna get you
out from under the eyes of that Marshal.

And what's all this "we" shit?

I'm just here to make sure you
hadn't already found the money.

Yeah, but we can
help. We got tools.

We got pry bar, a Sawzall.

Fine. I'll take 'em.

How you gonna get out?

You know they got
Marshals watching.

I'll wait till after dark,
and I'll sneak out back.

You're gonna walk to
Riverbrook? I got a car.

I'll steal one.

You know, you just leave us,

what's gonna stop us from
just calling the Marshal?

Good point. Maybe
I'll just kill you.

I'm not gonna kill you.

And you aren't gonna
call that Marshal

and get sent away for all
them burglaries you've done.

You know how to bypass
burglar alarms? I do.

Burglar alarms that have
come along in the last 15 years?

Fiber optics, net-based?

I was an alarm installer before.

How do you think we got in and out of
all those houses without getting caught?

All right. You're in.

All right. 10%.

Shirley, too. We're a team.

Fine.

But you share the 10%.

Now, why don't you run out on
the porch and sit down for a spell

and keep an eye on that Marshal.

Cousin Dupree?

Yeah, I'll do that.

I know you must be angry,

but I swear I kept
my knees together

for 10 years after you went in.

Finally, I realized
I had to live.

Baby, I understand that.

Frankly, I'm surprised
you hadn't gone

after my money before now.

Well, we only went after
it now 'cause we had to.

Folks in Riverbrook,

they've been remodeling instead
of selling 'cause of the downturn,

and we just didn't want
someone to stumble on it.

That's all.

That was the reason, huh?

Yeah.

Nothing to do with me
getting out in three months.

I told Dupree about it
a couple months ago,

and he knows alarms and all,

and he just thought
we should try it.

You know, Dupree
has ambitions, plans.

For what, a chain
of dildo stores?

Not just dildos.

Ava.

I told the manager
I was your girlfriend.

I'm not being presumptuous
and saying that I am.

I just wanted to surprise you.

And you did.

I can't sleep with you, Ava.

Now look who's
being presumptuous.

I know about the assistant
attorney who wants to talk to you.

I can't be getting
amorous with a witness

in a shooting I was involved in.

Couldn't we just
make out a little?

No.

You want me to
drive back to Harlan?

You can stay. I could
always sleep on the floor.

Well, it's your bed.
I'll take the floor.

Can we just put on a
little music and dance?

Do you know why the Pentecostals

don't have sex standing up?

It could lead to dancing.

People talk about cars
having a new-car smell.

This car has an "old car
somebody died in" smell.

You had a car somebody died in.

You mean Baxter?

Technically, he died outside
the car, when he hit the tree.

No, I'm not talking
about Baxter.

I'm talking about the red car.

My Lord. That '71 Valiant.
I called it the Rocket.

The Rocket. That's right.

He told me he got it cheap

'cause the old guy
who owned it died in it

and no one wants to
buy a dead man's car.

And I kept joking
maybe it was haunted.

And then we went for
a drive in the country,

you know, windows down,
breathing in the night air.

And all of a sudden I hear
this moaning sound, this...

Ooh!

You know, like a ghost.

And I about shit a brick.

And this one
can't stop laughing.

And then he shows me a
tape recorder under the seat

playing him
sounding like a ghost.

Can you believe that?

Y'all want to keep
jawing about the old days,

or y'all want stay
on the money train?

What address are
you looking for?

I'm not.

When I stashed the money,

these houses
were still being built.

They didn't have addresses.

Then what are you looking for?

You were onto something

with my lucky number, 3-2-3.

But it's not in the address.

Are you gonna tell us or not?

All right. The first
thing they built out here

was that school we
passed back yonder.

Now, that was my starting point.

I took the third right
and the second left,

and the third
house on the right,

3-2-3. Which puts it

right here.

Huh.

No burglar alarm. Apparently,
I didn't need your help after all.

About as much as we
needed your car-stealing skills.

Well, I stole one.

Could have rented one faster,

and it wouldn't have
smelled like a grave.

Keep it up, and your
10% is gonna be 5%.

Whatever you say, old man.

You guys want to argue, or
you want to find some money?

Come on, Martha
Stewart. Just drop that.

Here we go. Right here.

I'm coming.

Maybe you counted wrong.

I counted right.

Maybe you counted
wrong 15 years ago.

I didn't count wrong,
not then, not now.

The only possibilities
are some other folks

found the money
and are long gone

or that school got up
and moved somehow.

Now, which do you
think is more likely?

Let me get this straight.

After all this time,

you don't have any idea
where that money is?

No, I guess I don't.

Well,

I guess we don't really need
you then, after all, do we?

Come on. Let's go.

I'm sorry.

You were gone so
long, I just couldn't wait.

I'm sorry.

You look good, Coop.

Come on! We've
got some shit to do.

Do you know where the money is?

Well, I do now.

Where are you going?

I ain't getting in
that shit heap again.

We get the money, we'll
take ourselves another car.

Ain't nobody gonna
stop us. Now, come on.

Raylan?

I think I know where
Cooper's money is.

Come on, baby.

We're gonna get that money,

I'm gonna buy you
anything you want.

Shit.

Got to ask. Why the hat?

Honestly,

I tried it on one
time, and it fit.

Oh, shit!

You don't do exactly as I say,

you're gonna get two in the
chest and one in the head!

You boosted a Gremlin?

Oh, hell, with all
the alarms and stuff

they got on cars these days,

that's all I could get. I
tried to get a Mustang.

So, what happened?

They take the money and run?

No. There wasn't any.

Well, why'd they shoot you?

I don't know. I don't care.

I thought I broke out
'cause of the money,

but then I saw Shirley.

Well, maybe Dupree figured
out where the money is.

Well, I don't see how.

I told him either
the money was here

and somebody
found it and took off

or that school up and moved.

Yeah, I knew where the money was

in relation to the school.

Which one?

We passed two driving around.

Oh, shit.

Fifteen years is a long time.

I told you we shouldn't
have taken the money.

You enjoyed it just
as much as I did.

Shut up!

How'd you find it? Well,

Mr. "I'm too cheap
to hire a plumber"

tried to put in a new dishwasher

and flooded the entire place,

and then we had
to replace the floor.

Oh, yeah, I'm an idiot.

But if it wasn't for me, we never
would have found the money.

And we wouldn't
be sitting here now!

Where was all your second-guessing
when you got your new boobs?

You enjoyed them a hell
of a lot more than I ever did!

They're very nice.

Thank you. DUPREE: Shut up!

Now, I want what's left of the
money right now, or I start shooting.

There is none.

I'll start with you.

No! No! He's telling the truth.

After the boat and
the car and my boobs

and the TVs, it's all gone.

Man.

He's got them tied to chairs.

We take the back.

Rachel and Raylan,
you take the front.

You got a story
for Cousin Dupree?

Yeah. But it's pretty simple.

If he does anything out
of line, I get to shoot him.

That's a good story.

How much those shoes run you?

Seven hundred.

$700 for a pair of shoes?

They're alligator.

Got your alligator's attention?

We'll get you every
last cent we have!

Just please don't shoot anymore!

Oh! Ow! My foot!

Shirley, untie the woman.

She might could
take us to the bank.

Okay.

No. Shit. Stop.

The banks ain't
open this hour. Shit!

Let me think.

US Marshals.

I was wondering if
I could come inside.

No, you can't come inside!

Dupree, this isn't
your home. Mr. Lonner,

may I come inside?

God, yes! Come inside!

Hey, you ain't
calling the shots here.

Just coming inside to
explain things to you.

There ain't nothing to explain.

Ten seconds. Huh?

Dupree, can you just keep
your gun down for 10 seconds?

I can tell you both what's what.

You can see my hands.

All right?

All right.

All right.

You mind standing
where I can see you?

Now I'm gonna give you a choice.

You won't like it,
but it's real simple.

If you raise your gun
again, you're dead.

Aim at the family, you're dead.

If you move too fast from
where you're standing, dead.

In fact, I'd say
dropping your weapons

and putting your hands
behind your head's

the only viable option,
but that's your choice.

Well, we got guns
and hostages here.

I see that.

Do you really think
you can draw and fire

before one of us
pulls the trigger?

This ain't about me.

This is about Deputy
Tim Gutterson,

sniper in the Afghan War.

Oh. Well, I don't see him.

You got a little
sniper in your pocket?

Well, he's out back,
across the street there.

He bullshitting?

Well,

I see cars and people.
I don't see a sniper.

No, no, no, no. He's
there, or I wouldn't be here.

Where's the light
switch for this room?

Now, Dupree, I know
that wasn't on the list, but...

Where's the
goddamn light switch?

On the wall, by your friend.

Shirley, find that switch.

Shirley... DUPREE: On the
count of three, flip the switch.

Shirley, don't do it.

One, two, three!

Why'd you turn
the light back on?

He had no need to
shoot my husband.

Initial here, here, and here.

Going solo again?

Another deputy in the car.

Learned your lesson?

Until I forget.

Stand up, walk through.
Put your feet on the feet.

You know the drill.

How's the gut?

Well, they tell me
my plumbing's okay,

but every which
way I move hurts.

I think we're good.

Did you find the money?

The couple in
the house found it.

They enjoy it?

They bought a lot of stuff.

Have you seen Shirley?

I'm sorry, I haven't.

I know she's in custody.

But she helped you
guys nail Dupree, right?

That ought to
count for something.

She's still gonna
pull some time.

Maybe we'll get out
about the same time.

Maybe. Maybe.

Man.

She looked good.