All language subtitles for Justified S02E02 The Life Inside

Man.

He ain't been dead long
enough to be stinking like that.

You think he shit himself?

Maybe you should check.

Maybe I will.

Oh, boy. Yeah, get the
lime. Go and get the lime.

No, you get it. I'll
spring the door. Hey!

Go get the lime.

I got the crowbar,
monkey-nuts. You get it.

What, are you worried
that the lime's too heavy?

Let's go!

How deep you reckon that is?

Why don't you
jump in and find out?

How come we gotta use the lime?

No way that stink
can travel that far.

'Cause Mama says so.

That's good.

Step out of the hole to find
Raylan Givens waiting for me.

For a second I
thought I was 19 again.

Yeah, I was just thinking. Last
time I was down a dog-hole mine

was Myrtle Creek, you
and me running for our lives.

I'll tell you, I'm not afraid of heights,
snakes or red-headed women, but

I am afraid of that.

Yeah, well, not a lot of legal
employment opportunity in Harlan County.

At least not for a
man with my skill set.

Besides, wasn't it you that said

I like to get money
and blow shit up?

Buy you a drink?

When a Deputy
United States Marshal

offers to buy you a
drink in a dry county,

a cautious man
might turn him down.

Well, you could always
claim entrapment.

But I take your
point. Hot apple pie.

What if I said, "Let's drive to a
puddle, and I'll buy you a drink"?

Well, I'd say,
"Cumberland's the closest."

Okay, so... Bartender...

Just so we're clear...
let's do that again.

Genie don't go back
in the bottle twice.

Anything happens to the
niece, Gio goes scorched-earth...

Is that all you wanted?

Make sure I wasn't gonna throw
any gasoline on the Cuban fire?

Life don't hand out too
many second chances, Boyd.

I just hope you take
advantage of yours.

Gio and his niece got nothing
to fear from me, my friend,

because my outlaw
ways are behind me.

Just you saying that
scares the shit out of me.

God's honest truth.
Hold on a second.

The more you say
it, the less I believe it.

Believe it or not, Raylan, all I want
is to do my job and to be left alone.

I hope that's not
too much to ask.

Okay. Hold on. I'm
sorry, Art. What is it?

Cumberland, having a
conversation with Boyd Crowder.

Art says hi. Hmm?

Oh, for...

No, no, no, no. I'll take
care of it. Maybe I can use it.

Yeah. Yeah, tell him...

Tell him I said I appreciate
the call, and I'll get back to him.

Believe me. I'm
thinking about it.

Who's Art?

My boss.

You mean the man who
hit my hands with a Bible?

You remember.

I'm surprised he hasn't transferred
you, all the trouble you've drawn.

Oh, you think I draw it?

Oh, you think you don't?

I gotta go. We're gonna continue
this conversation another time.

There's nothing to continue,

'cause you'll never believe me.

Bartender?

Let's do that one more time.

Deputy Marshal Givens,
as I live and breathe!

Aunt Helen.

Do you wanna come in
and have a slice of jam cake?

That's tempting, but...

But this isn't a social call.

The monitoring company's saying

Arlo's violated
his tether range.

I wouldn't know
anything about that. Arlo!

Arlo!

What?

You're violating! I'm what?

You're kidding.

You think I got a camper in
the yard 'cause I like the look?

What did you say?

She said, "You're violating."
You're outside your tether range.

I think the skin is infected.

That qualifies for
"cruel and unusual."

Yeah, well, if you
wanna get it off,

return the 20 grand we gave you.

You gave it to me to give to Bo.

How do I know what
happened to it after that?

Not my job.

Not your money.
What do you care?

Get in the house.

He does, and I'll
shoot his other arm.

You told her?

I could always give him a pass
for what he did to Frances and me,

since we both had the
bad sense to choose him,

but betraying his only son?

I don't have to
listen to this shit.

Is my money in there? No.

Then that's the wrong way.

You go in there,
you're violating.

I'm gonna haul you off to jail.

That's just chicken
shit, and you know it.

It's 10 feet! Tell
it to the judge.

Fine. Take me in.
Better than staying here.

All right. Let's go.

Get in the house.

Are you gonna be civil with me?

Get in the goddamn house!

You kicked the man out of the
house? He's under house arrest.

Find out where he stashed
my money. Give me a call.

I find out where he stashed the
money, I'm headed for Mexico.

Thank you!

And leave Mags Bennett alone!

I'm sorry?

I know you went by her store.

If I did?

You're perfectly
aware of that history.

What the hell you
need to gyrate that for?

What I went down there for
concerns the here and now,

nothing to do with the past.

That'd be a neat trick,
escaping the past.

Mags Bennett is an old lady

helping people with their
glaucoma and stomach upset.

Just growing pot.
That's her only business.

Or is she someone who's
gonna try and step up,

take over where Hunter
and Crowder left off?

Don't think it's gonna be
you, old man. No offense.

Leave her alone.

Listen to your aunt.

Get back in the house!

I hope you get cancer!

Already had it!

I hope you get it again!

Made it move out of the house!

Ah!

Morning, honey.

Morning.

You need anything else, Mum?

No.

No, no. Now, you go on home now.

How was Doyle's last night?

He has a lovely home.

His boys are
mighty rambunctious.

Yes, ma'am.

And Sarah-Jean can't cook.
You have your breakfast yet?

Yes, ma'am.

That's good.

Don't wanna be one of them
girls starves herself to death

'cause she thinks a man wants
to cuddle up next to some gristle.

Thirsty?

I got some cider.

I'd say you're a good two years
away from being ready for my apple pie.

I want to apologize for not

protecting you from that
pervert the way I promised.

That boy's just lucky the
Marshals got to him before I did.

He... He really put
you in the trunk?

Yeah.

Good Lord, you must
have been terrified.

Ooh.

All alone in the dark.

Could you hear anything?

Mostly just the tires on the
road and the other cars passing.

And before he put you in the
trunk, he say anything to you then?

Just some of the things
he was gonna do to me.

Yeah, they'll take
care of him in prison.

Even the lowliest criminals don't
look kindly on child molesters.

I bet you're wondering why you
had to stay at Doyle's last night

and where your daddy is.

Yeah.

Well, it was on account of
the shooting my boys gave him,

and trapping his foot.

When I heard about
that, I was devastated.

So, I decided to make
it up to your father,

and I sent him down
south for a few weeks,

handle some business for us.

Pays a lot more than
tending that little patch.

Of course, with the
feds sniffing around,

we had to spirit him
away under cover of night.

So he couldn't even wait
for you to come home.

Oh. You want a little more?

Okay.

I never had a girl.

Just those damn boys.

I'm looking forward to
our time together, Loretta.

What are you doing?

Brown suit, black suit,
one, two, three, four shirts,

two pairs of jeans. Hmm.

What the hell's that
supposed to mean?

Oh, just by looking
at your closet,

one would think you
were a simple man.

Okay. I'm gonna
go get some coffee.

You want some?

Perfect.

Perfect what, Winona?

You.

You're running away.

I just offered to go get some
coffee. How's that running away?

I just made a simple
observation. No, you didn't.

You tried to start a fight.

Okay. Raylan?

Hmm?

Are you staying in Kentucky?

They offered me
my job back in Miami,

and I'm here. What
does that tell you?

Well, you're also
still at a place that

puts a piece of paper over the
toilet. So what does that tell me?

That it's sanitized
for your protection.

I know how much you
make, Raylan. Come on.

I'm sorry?

You can at least
rent an apartment.

Maybe I should buy
a house. That's...

No, I know the name
of a very good realtor.

You're an asshole.

I'm sorry.

Okay. I'm sorry.

You wanna converse,
we'll converse.

You wanna fight, we'll fight.

It's not easy, by any stretch.

Sometimes I look at you, and
I never wanna see you again.

Other times?

There are no other
times. Just that.

Raylan,

other times I wanna run
away with you to Costa Rica.

Costa Rica? Mmm-hmm.

Hmm? Hmm.

I can't be late.

Fine.

But I'm gonna need that shirt.

I hate smelling
you on me all day.

Should've taken another shower.

You were the one who
went for the victory lap.

Well, hello, Raylan! Winona!

Gary.

You know, I always forget
your office is in this building.

You two run into each other on
the elevator a lot? I guess you must.

No. Not as much
as you might think.

My schedule's not very regular.

Hold on just a minute.

Listen, Raylan. I was
thinking, you know,

maybe we should
get together for a drink.

Why? Why would we do that?

Well, we have
something in common.

We both been kicked to the curb

by this one over here, you know?

Feels like it'd only be right for
us to get together, tell some tales.

You know, how OCD she
is, how loud she snores.

Gary, what are you doing here?

Good to see you both.

Good seeing you, Raylan.

I just wanna let you know

I'm planning to show
the house again tonight.

Well, that's fine,

but you could have told
me that over the phone.

You know, I misplaced my cell
phone. Can you believe that?

Anyway, I'll see you tonight.

Okay.

Boy, you smell nice.

Raylan, this isn't a
punishment detail.

Jamie Berglund needs a
transport. You need an assignment.

You don't think
you can handle it?

You wanna do it by yourself?

Hey, maybe get another award.

Raylan's not going by himself.

And, by the way,

you might wanna
bring some plastic

and some towels for the backseat

in case everything goes south.

Just the two of you?

I had an instructor
at Glynco say that

two Marshals should be
enough to transport King Kong.

Well, I was just saying,
'cause you got... I know.

We know what you were saying.

I need you to initial
here and... Mmm-hmm.

Well, I guess you've
done this before.

Once or twice.

Ms. Berglund. I'm
Deputy Marshal Gutterson.

This is Deputy Marshal Givens.

Hello.

They told you no
leg irons, right?

We read the new guidelines.

We going to the
doctor or a rodeo?

Goodness gracious.

You all right?

I'm not contracting.
Don't worry.

I've got a hemorrhoid the
size of a golf ball. How are you?

Well, long as you don't give
birth during the ride, we're fine.

Look at you boys, all nervous.

You gonna ask?

Ask what?

How I got pregnant.

I don't remember much from
health class, but I do remember that,

and what untreated
venereal disease looks like.

When I was at Marysville, I
had conjugal with my husband.

Is he taking
custody of the baby?

Who, A.J.? A.J. can't
take care of himself.

Well, it's gotta be
better than foster care.

Hey, hey, don't knock foster
care. Look where it got me.

Hey, Alisha. How are you, girl?

Good morning, Ms.
Berglund. Good morning.

I'm assuming you know the drill.

Yes, sir. All right.

We handle all the
ultrasounds for FMC inmates.

You get a lot of
pregnant women inside?

Not too many.

If you'd bring Ms.
Berglund to exam room one,

there should be a gown
in there for her to put on.

Window in exam room one?

No, sir. All right.

You're afraid of...

Do you know the gentleman
who's in your waiting room?

His wife has a dating
scan scheduled for 11:30.

And where is she?

Running late.

You fellas cops?

I couldn't help but notice the
young lady you came in with

was all chained up.

Figured if she was your wife,
she wouldn't take too kindly to that.

Did you find out? What's that?

Boy or girl?

It's a boy. This your first?

How could you tell?

You seem a bit jumpy, if
you don't mind me saying.

Don't mind you saying at all.
But honestly, I'm not scared.

Fifteen years old, I let
a coal train run over me.

I was gonna dodge it, but then I
decided to lay down between the rails.

Sixty miles an hour, 80 cars, all
about an inch from the tip of my nose.

During that whole time I
not once blinked my eyes.

See, once you face
down a coal train,

facing a loaded gun just
doesn't have the same effect.

Deputy!

Don't try it, partner.

I'll gut-shoot you both
before you clear that holster.

Nice touch making
the appointment.

Thank you kindly,
there, Marshal.

Guess this ain't my first rodeo.

Sweetheart, why don't you stand
up here next to the Marshals?

And, gentlemen, why don't
you take out your side arms?

You put yours on the ground,

yours right there
on the counter.

And then cuff yourselves.

Anybody makes a
move, you shoot her first.

What's the hold-up
there, fellas?

Well, I've never
had to cuff myself.

Fine.

I'll do it. You do the cowboy's,
and I'll take care of you.

I'm sorry about this, boys.
I hope you understand.

You sure this is the
way you wanna go out?

I'm sure my baby shouldn't
have to ride my rap.

Gotten anything, gentlemen?

A.J. Logan. That's the
husband and baby daddy.

Not either of the guys
that was at the clinic.

Well, we'll bring him in
anyway. What about this guy?

We have a winner.

That's the one who pulled.

Jess Timmons. We
got him off that print that

we pulled off the
cuff. Good job.

Actually, that
was Raylan's play.

Jess Timmons is a
Louisville hard case. Two falls.

Last bit was a two-year
stint at Northpoint.

Manslaughter.
Paroled June of '07.

Well, who leaked
her appointment time?

The ultrasound techs generally
don't know the schedule,

but we're going after
the... Wait a minute.

What about a leak at the prison?

Yeah, warden thinks he
runs a tight enough ship that

he keeps everything in-house.

Well, sure, if the
schedule got out,

prisoner could have
confederates set up an ambush.

We're pushing back, believe me.

So what happened?
You didn't suspect a thing?

Too distracted by
that big, old belly?

Art, she played
the shit out of us.

Oh, boy! Now, that's
a spark to the right!

I thought I told you to stay
away from that window.

Yeah, and I thought you
said he'd be here by now.

Well, he's coming, all right? He's
just waiting till the coast is clear.

Those Marshals are out
beating the bushes right now.

He wouldn't want
to lead them to us.

We make the news yet?

No, not yet.

What's that?

It's clonidine.

It helps your body tolerate the
anesthesia. Plus, it should relax you.

How long were you an EMT for?

Seven years.

School for that?

There's a training program, but
it's not like med school or anything.

Give me a hand here.

You get a lot of
pregnancy calls?

All the time.

Third most popular, behind
drunks and psych patients.

You ever have one where they
couldn't make it to the hospital,

had to deliver in the ambulance?

Few times.

Did they make it? Survive, I
mean? Mothers and babies?

Listen, you don't got
nothing to worry about.

In a little while, I'll
start the propofol.

Hour after that,
your baby's out.

Yeah, and an hour after that,

your baby's daddy is gonna be
taking that little girl to her new life.

Oh, not that fast he don't.

In prison, you get
to hold her for maybe

a couple of hours,
and then she's gone.

That's gotta be rough.

He can have her when
I am good and ready.

Hey, hey, hey. There's no hurry.

You take all the time you like.

Geez, I gotta pee
again. Excuse me.

A.J., it's real simple. You tell us
where your friend Jess Timmons is,

and where your wife, Jamie, is,

and life gets way better
for you than if you don't.

Who the hell is Jess Timmons?

It seems I didn't
make it simple enough.

It's understandable. You
want to break out your wife

'cause they won't
let you have the baby.

Baby?

What? You just
gonna deny everything?

No, hold on. Serious...
Seriously, Jamie's pregnant?

Come on, A.J. Do not waste...

No, no, no, no. Come on. I haven't
seen her since she left Marysville.

I mean, come on,
you should know.

There's no conjugals
in the federal system.

She's 37 weeks.

That puts the time of conception

around the time of
your last conjugal.

No, we didn't do
anything on my last visit.

No, she said she was going
federal and couldn't have conjugals.

There'd be no point
in us staying together.

You didn't do it one last
time, just to say goodbye?

No, I wanted to, but she said
that would just make things sadder.

Could be a regular
visitor that knocked her up.

Wouldn't be the first time
that a couple went at it

in a corner of the
regular visitors' room.

That's bullshit, Art,
and you know it.

Hell, it could be A.J.
himself for all we know. Chief.

Oh, my gosh.

We don't know that it's a guard.

If it is a guard, and I say
that to keep you happy,

maybe he hired Jess Timmons
to make the grab because

he knew Timmons from inside.

We make a list of all the
guards from here and Marysville,

and we find out which
ones were at Northpoint

when Timmons was doing his bit.

He's coming. Don't worry.

I ain't worried.

Well, you were before.

Yeah, well, that was before I
was wasted. This stuff works.

You know, I never did
anything in the inside.

You could get it, but I just
figured, you know, the baby.

You ever been to California?

Why you ask that?

I was just thinking
about where I'd go

once baby's off to her new life.

I never been to California.

Yeah, well, it's nice, long as
you stay out there near the ocean.

You get a little further inland,

then you gotta worry about
all the desert and the wetbacks.

You know what? I
don't care where I go,

so long as I know baby's
gonna have a good life.

We're all set. If you wanna
step into my office here,

we'll get the IV started and
have you snoring in no time.

I'm gonna go pee one more time.

Oh, my God! My
legs feel like rubber.

You know, if I wasn't about
to go through childbirth,

I'd really be
enjoying this buzz.

You're gonna kill
her, aren't you?

Why you ask me that?

Looks like you could
use a hand there, honey.

Oh, my... No, let me go!

Come here! Come here!

Son of a...

Change of plans. Now that
she's tied down, we cut it out.

Oh, my God, no! Please!

I haven't started
the propofol yet.

Oh, yeah? Well, she gave that
up when she went out the window.

Oh, my God, please!

I can't do it without
the anesthesia.

If you don't, I will.

I mean, you can, Jesse,

but she'll probably
die of shock. So?

If she dies before
the baby's out,

like as not the
baby goes with her.

What about all those
stories you hear, huh?

About how some
batshit-crazy diesel dyke

cuts out her best friend's
baby and raises it as her own?

The news shows never show
the stories where the babies die.

Now, believe me. I've
been on 20 runs like that

when I was driving the bus.

I gotta do the propofol.

How long's that take? I got it.

Shut up. Shut up.

Mr. Cosgrove? You
remember us from this morning?

Of course. Yeah, no, we
all heard what happened.

But, I mean, what did happen?

Oh, couple hard cases got
tipped off about the appointment.

They were just set up for us.

You know where
that tip came from?

We're running it
down. How you doing?

Yeah, honey... I'm
good. How are you?

These are the two Marshals.

Remember that thing on the
news I was telling you about?

Yeah. Hi. Hi.

Glenn, maybe Mrs. Cosgrove
wants to go back in the house?

Why would I go inside?

Yeah, why does she
need to go inside?

Why would I need to go inside?

Are you sure you
want her here for this?

Here for what? Glenn,
what's going on?

I have no idea.
Let's... Mr. Cosgrove.

Take your hands off me, man.

We know about Jess Timmons.
We know he was at Northpoint

when you were there. Who?

How long do you think
it'll be before we find him?

You think he's gonna stand up
for you, just go down with the ship?

I see you believe that I know
what you're talking about, but I...

What about Jamie? You really didn't
think she was gonna tell anybody?

Tell anybody what?

You wanna answer
that, or should I?

I can't answer that, because I have
no idea what you're talking about.

Okay. Mrs. Cosgrove,

the inmate who escaped today
was eight months pregnant.

Your husband is the
father. Are you crazy?

What? Then he hired a convict

that he knew from
Northpoint to help her escape.

Come on. You think my
husband knocked up some inmate,

and helped her
escape? And then what?

He's gonna leave me, his
job, everything here, everything,

and then he's gonna,
what, run away with her?

No, we don't think
he's gonna run off.

We think he's
gonna have her killed.

That's the only way
he can be certain

that it doesn't
come back to him.

You assholes are gonna
hang out to dry for this.

I'm gonna get my union
rep. That can't be true.

You tell them that's not true.

Well, of course it's not true!

Glenn, we have over 20 calls
between you and Jess Timmons

last week alone.

Oh, my God.

Honey. Honey, I need you...

Oh, my... This... This isn't...

You think I can't tell
when you're lying?

I am not lying!

Glenn, you can still
do yourself a favor here.

If there's a chance Jamie's still
alive, you can help us get to her.

'Cause otherwise,
it's contract murder.

Spend the next few years
of your life looking at a wall,

and then get
strapped to a gurney

and have potassium
chloride injected in your arm.

Glenn, if this is true,

you tell them how
to find that girl.

Gayle, please.

Tell them right now!

Tell them!

Thing is, I had 10 grand,

and Jess said it wasn't enough
for the risk he was taking.

He had a solution, though.

He'd heard there's people that'd
pay 50 grand for a healthy white baby.

Glenn, we got it. You
knocked up an inmate,

you hired someone to
murder her and sell your child.

Now shut the hell up, or
Tim's gonna hit you in the face.

Will you give me those alcohol
swabs and the Betadine packets?

You should have told
me the plan was to kill her.

I figured if I told you, you
probably wouldn't have come along.

I wouldn't have.

See? There you go.

It's just, taking the
baby is one thing, but...

Look at it this way.
If you weren't here,

she'd still be dying, and I'd still
be cutting that baby out myself,

probably killing
it in the process.

See, that's just like
throwing money in the trash.

See, this way, you get
that baby out in one piece,

you get paid.

Don't seem near as
wasteful now, does it?

It's like when
the Plains Indians

used to kill all those buffalo.

They made sure they used
every single part of that thing.

It was a sign of respect
for the life they were taking.

Will you grab me that
gauze from over there?

I wanna be ready
in case I hit a gusher.

Thataboy.

I ain't seeing the
gauze over here.

Look to your left,
on the counter.

Telling you, if it's over
here, I don't see... Hey!

US Marshals! Drop your weapon!

It's all clear.

Behind the table,
drop your weapon.

Hey, there, fellas.
Show me your hands.

Wasn't really expecting
to see you boys again.

Show me your hands.

Yeah? Or what? Huh?

I got a gun on her belly,
finger on the trigger.

You shoot me, you're gonna
be spending the rest of the night

cleaning up baby guts
all over that fireplace there.

Jess? Yeah?

Jess, you ever hear of a
spot snipers call the apricot?

It's where the brain
stem meets the spine.

Hit a fella there,

he ain't gonna pull no
trigger. It's just lights out.

And what? You telling
me you're that good?

Me?

Really? This is how
this is gonna go...

Show me your hands.
Come on. I got you.

Come on. It's okay. It's okay.

How did that happen?

Honestly, Ava, I
don't have any idea.

Go take a seat. Go on.

Okay, take this. Go
on. Clean yourself up.

We'll pretend like
this never happened.

It happens again, though,
and I will put you back in

whatever gutter you
just pulled yourself out of.

Yeah.

Deputy Givens. Mrs. Cosgrove.

I was hoping I'd find you.

Yeah, I can't discuss
your husband's case.

I know.

Glenn's not evil. Or
I guess maybe he is.

You're married to someone for
11 years, you think you know them,

what they're capable of.

We tried for years
to start a family.

It turns out that I'm not able.

So... Yeah. Let me...

Let me see if I can find
someone for you to talk to.

No, no, no. I'm just...

What's the girl's name?

Again, I can't.

Do you know what she's
planning to do with the baby?

I don't think she
has much say in it.

Do you think maybe...

I mean, I don't know
how this works, but

I was kind of
hoping that maybe...

I don't know how
that works, either,

but maybe I could
find out for you.

Gary.

That's not a real safe way
to approach an armed man.

I guess you're right!

Something I can do for you?

No, no, no.

No, I mean, you've
already done more for me

than I could ever hope to repay,

which is why I felt like I
needed to tell you face-to-face.

I'm gonna get her back.

Now, I know you
think I'm no competition

'cause I can't outshoot
you or outfight you

or probably outscrew you.

But if there is one thing I
do know, Raylan, it's selling.

I can get a guy to buy a house
worse than the one he's in,

cost him twice as much, and
have him swear it was his idea.

Hmm.

Yeah, you thought a lot
about this moment, huh?

You said everything
you meant to say?

Yeah, pretty much.

She left you for
me once, Raylan.

Who were you talking to?

Oh. It was nobody.

What? Nothing.

How was your day?

You know. Long.

You wanna tell me about it?

You remember...

You remember I always
liked the name Jess for a boy?

Yeah, I'm over that.

I told you.

Easy. I was never
a big fan of your list.

What's wrong with my list?

Cody? Yeah.

Well, that's the moment I
knew our marriage was doomed.

You're really not gonna tell
me about your day, are you?

You don't wanna know.

Reason I asked is
'cause I do wanna know.

Okay.

I saw a man threaten to shoot a
pregnant woman through the belly

just before a bullet
went through his brain.

So I guess you could
say it wasn't good.

I can handle that, Raylan.
I can't handle silence.

All right.

So, who were you
talking to outside?

That was your husband.