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- Catch you later.
- Say hello to the gang.

Left foot forward. Ready position.

Good. Jose, keep your
stomach tucked in tight,

kicking with the rear leg.

Make sure the knee is bent sharp,
hit with the instep. One!

Two!

Three!

Tighten up there, Miguel. Four!

Switch your stance!

One!

Two!

Concentrate, Butcher!
Three!

Four!

Ready position!

Left foot forward. Fighting stance.

Reverse punch,
hitting with the rear hand.

Make sure that fist is tight.

Thumb is tucked in. One!

Two! Three! Four! Five!

Don't hold your breath.
Exhale on each technique.

Snap it off, Horace. Three!

Four!

Switch your stance!

Good. Ready. One!

Two! Come on, Termite, work it.
Work it! Three!

Four!

Okay. Attention.

- I'm thirsty.
- No liquids until we're done.

Termite. Back in line.

I'm outta here.

Can't hack it, huh? That's too bad.

All this fancy shit
don't mean nothing on the streets.

I'd like to see you against the Bloods.

- You know my stand on violence.
- I told you.

In this room, we learn martial arts.
An art form.

- It's not just kicking and punching.
- Bullshit! You're chicken!

If you were good, you'♪ prove it.
You know the alley behind Archie's Grill?

- I know it.
- Five guys, hand to hand.

- At ten o'clock.
-I'll be there.

Okay, on my count. Ready, begin!

One! Two!

Three! Four! Five! Six!
Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!

Hey, asshole.

What do you say, Oscar?

Where were you last night, man?

I got hung up. I was gonna call you today.

You're dead meat.

Termite! I'm here.

Termite!

I can't see you back there.

But I can feel you.

Hey, you look a little lost, gabacha.

Yah!

Oh, shit!

Now that was aiki nage.

Hey, you want to play rough, bitch?

Sanka jo. With a little more pressure,

you can break the fingers.

Shiho nage.
Can cause dislocation of the shoulder

or the elbow.

Termite! What happened, man?

They jumped me.

Shit, China!
She went down to Archie's Grill.

Can you make it all right?

- I'm comin'.
- Okay, let's go,

Kokyu nage. With perfect timing,

an opponent can be thrown off balance.

Now that was a multiple attack.

If you have any questions,
please see me later.

Use all available weapons.

A simple right cross.

China! This fight's for real!

These aren't Termite's guys.

Oh, shit.

China! Are you all right?

You're a good cop, China.

There was no way to know he was a kid.

He might have killed your friend.

Reconsider.

I can't.

"Distant Storm"
♪ Caught in summer clothes

♪ In freezing winter rain

♪ Running through it all

♪ Believing in my pain

♪ In a life where only the strong survive

♪ Justin time, I easily could have died

♪ I can hear the thunder
from a distant storm

♪ I can hear the thunder
from a distant storm

♪ Ringing in my ears

♪ Driving through my tears

♪ Driving me through my tears

♪ Wish I could go away for a holiday

♪ With a brand new bag for an excellent day

♪ A friend who meets me with a friendly face

♪ Got her ache in hand,
we're ready for open space

♪ We can frequent fly and put in my shoe

♪ And we'll drive all Tuesday,
thinking I can do

♪ Flying nowhere special
to another town

♪ Thinking I might, over and over again ♪

Hello?

Yeah?

Oh, yeah!

Is the Sheriff in?

Well, doggoned if he ain't gone, ma'am,

but all is not lost. Deputy Lickner.

Hi.

Sheriff's office.

Lickner, I hear
the Sheriff and his sidekick

are out at the Beaver Crick.

Uhhh, I've got a customer, Mr. Sommers.

A little lady that has to be new in town.

Well, call me at home after ten.

Sure thing.

I still don't know what you want, little girl.

Let's start with your name.

It's nothing official.

I just wanted to chat with the boss.

Thank you.

That pop gun ain't gonna stop me
from cuttin' your heart out.

I've got plenty of witnesses, Barlow.

You damn near killed that kid.

I'd like to meet those so-called witnesses.

You'll meet them. At the trial.

Move aside. Move!

How are you gonna keep him
in that tin can jail, Sheriff?

Barlow could fart his way out of that dump.

Next shot's a kneecap special!

Beaver Creek Inn.

Now, as a matter of fact.

Okay, Sheriff,
he's yours for a couple of hours.

Save that for me, will you?

China!

Matt!

It is you!

It's been six years, right?

Uh-huh. I'm back for a while.

Good!

- You staying with your father?
- Uh-huh.

I'll call you tonight.

Okay!

Check this out.

Say, I got a place for you to sit right here.

Look at that body.

I was told that the Sheriff might be here?

You're way too good-looking
to want that asshole.

Don't you know who she is?

She's the Sheriff's very own daughter.

Patty?

Of course, Patty!

What the hell, we went to school together.

I bet you guys didn't know
I graduated high school!

Hell, she was the football team's mascot.

I was looking for my father.

He's been and gone. I'll buy you a drink.

Thanks, but I really have to be getting back.
It's been a long drive.

Are you refusing to drink with an old friend?

I'm sorry. It's good to see you.

You're looking great.

Bullshit! I don't kid myself,
and I don't like it when anybody else does.

I'm not being patronizing.

"Patronizing?"

Ooh, we use big words when
we've been to the big city.

We'll see each other again.

You always thought you were Miss Hot Shit.

You're outta line.

I'm gonna show these guys your ass!

You can't just leave.

Patty promised us a show.

Shit!

Did you see that? She's one
of them chop suey fighters.

Hey! Where you goin'?

Bail's been set at a hundred dollars.

I've got the papers and a check right here.

You can take him as soon as we book him.

Don't you figure you're wastin' time?

Fingerprint him.

We got half a dozen sets on file.

You're not reading
the Sheriff very well, Lickner.

Okay, who's putting up bail?

Feed Grain Exports.
Damn, that's a new one.

You sure represent a lot of companies
for a two-bit shyster.

Couldn't be that they're all run
by the same man now, could it?

China!

Dad!

Oh, it's good to see you again.
I'll give you a squeeze.

- Hey!
- Hey!

Glad to see you're back.

Oh, it's good to be here.

Uh, I believe Barlow's ready to be released.

That right?

You done?

Uh, yeah.

See you in court, Barlow.

You think so?

Come on.

China, this is, uh,
my newest deputy, Marty Lickner.

We met a couple hours ago.

Lickner, is it?

Uh, how 'bout dinner?

Lickner, can, uh,
you hang around till about ten?

Uh, yes, sir.

Maria! Guess who's coming to dinner.

Well, Maria, I think you outdid
yourself this time.

Oh, nonsense.

Oh, no, no, no.

It was wonderful.
You're still the best cook around.

Sit. Enjoy these gentlemen.
You've been away too long.

Yeah, she's right.
It has been a long time.

Yeah, I'll never forget that tour

that you gave me
of that big city station, Tyler.

You should have seen
all that fancy equipment.

Honey, are you sure that
you're through with law enforcement?

I'll never touch a gun again.

I went out looking for you
today at Beaver Creek.

It isn't the best idea to go out there.

There's been some changes around town
since you've gone, China.

There are a couple of
real rough places around.

Sheriff O'Brien's residence.

Maybe.

Some man named Matt
says you talked to him

this afternoon. Are you in?

Hi, Matt.

Right now?

Oh, thank you.

Sure. Fifteen minutes?

Do you remember where the house is?

Okay, bye.

Well, he should know.

He was over here enough times,

mooning over you,
when you were in high school.

Well, your mother liked him
better than you did.

I think he was too small-town for China.

Ah, but not now.

You know, Matt
joined the Special Forces.

Came back about a year ago.

He's teaching high school now.

Kinda crazy when he was younger,

but turned out to be a good guy.

What are you gonna do, Lickner?

Just thinkin', Sommers.

You have to think faster, Lickner.

I don't like a game that drags its ass.

Gimme one.

She took out quite a few of the boys.

Bruised a lot of bones.

Bruised a lot of egos, too, I'll bet.

I have trouble seeing that in my mind.

I just can't picture the old man's daughter.

And the guy with the funny hand.

You seen him around before?

He's been in and out.

Didn't know he was so handy.

We got some people cruising for him.

Are you still in this game, Lickner?

Deal me out of this one.

Hey, Sommers must have a new
piece of ass up there.

Now that'd be somethin' worth watching.

Are you going to be a good girl now?

Things haven't changed much
since we used to come here.

Not like most of this town.

There's all sorts of... new people.

Things used to just sort of
run themselves, remember?

Now there's... people running it.

What people?

Didn't your father tell you?

Tell me what?

Well, he's just barely hanging on.

Everyone knows you can't get
a fair shake in court.

Not with Sommers and that bunch.

"Sommers."

That new deputy of Dad's
got a call from him

on the radio at the station.

Your father wasn't there?

No.

Well, I wonder what that was about?

So, how long are you planning to stay?

I don't know yet.

Still got the city under your skin?

I really don't know what I'm gonna do.

I'd like us to get to know each other again.

No promises?

Hey, boss! How are ya?

How are things going, guys?

All right, all right. It's good shit.

How's yours going?

- Good.
- Good.

Mr. Sommers!
Oh, I wasn't expecting you.

Sit. Sit, Raymond.

I-I'll have your cash tomorrow.

It's come to my attention, Raymond,

that someone's been
skimming from this operation.

Well, look, I-I have some right here.

Nobody screws with me, Raymond.

Mr. Sommers, look—

See you later.

Okay, Dad.

Six o'clock, okay?

About then, Maria.

Hello?

No, he's right outside.

Dad! Telephone!

Thanks. Yeah?

Yeah, now, now cool down, Jake.

I'll take care of it.

Be there in twenty minutes.

Oh!

Would you like some company?

I'm not used to all this
peace and quiet just yet.

Sure.

Uh, that was Jake Karns.

He was complaining that the
Ascot Corporation is clear-cutting his timber.

I told him he had to have proof.

He's down at the sawmill.
Says they're milling trees with his mark.

I wouldn't be surprised if the mill's
owned by a fellow named Sommers.

You wouldn't know him, he's new around here.

Is that the same Sommers that
owns the Beaver Creek?

Along with plenty else.

I hear he owns the judicial system.

Hey, how long you been in town?
Twenty-four hours?

Two more days, you'll know more than I do.

"Always keep your eyes open."

That's what the best law enforcement man
in the country told me.

Are private citizens allowed
to use the Sheriff's radio?

No. Why?

Hmm.
Well, your new deputy, Lickner,

he got a call from Sommers
right into the office.

Sommers knew that you
were out at Beaver Creek.

He clammed up with my standing there.

Did he act like he knew Lickner?

It was no act.

Well, that solves some things.

They're all over there now, millin' my timber!

Who's she?

My daughter, China.

Did you go up there?

Hell, yeah!

Went right over to that foreman of Sommers'
and told him he's got my timber.

Son-of-a-bitch laughed in my face.

Pardon my French, ma'am.

Follow me up.

How ya doin', Sheriff?

Ballard. Jake here says you've
been milling timber from his land.

That's a damn lie! You ought'a know better
than to trust some drunk like Jake.

Well, these are my markings!

You best just stay back
outta here before you get hurt...

...with all this machinery out here.

We'll watch ourselves.

You sure those are your markings, Jake?

Uh-huh.

Okay, Ballard, tell your men to shut down.

Turn off the mill.

You got a warrant, Sheriff?

If you ain't got a warrant, that's trespassin'.

I'll tell you what. We are going to shut down
until we straighten this thing out.

Horseshit!

You're just compounding things, Ballard.

Resisting an officer—

Dad!

Ain't none of your business, Chief.
Now butt out!

Shit, your ass is mine!

We're all going to town.

Now, Sheriff, you were telling me

that this man, uhh...

You know who he is, Your Honor.
We all know he works for Sommers.

Your Honor, my client has been subject
to harassment by Sheriff O'Brien,

who, without a warrant or
any proper authorization,

entered private property
and held him at gunpoint.

How do you answer that, Sheriff?

Your Honor, the accused
here today is Ballard, and not me.

When I went to question Ballard
regarding the charges brought by Jake Karns,

he refused to cooperate
and his men attacked me.

I demand that he be charged!

The Sheriff has clearly
overstepped his authority!

Gentlemen!

Sheriff O'Brien, uh, it appears
that you have overstepped those restraints

that are so important to the rule of law.

And the court must offer some...

recourse to our citizens
for the abusive treatment received

from overly zealous policemen.

The prisoner is released
on his own recognizance.

Thank you, Your Honor.

That's wrong, Your Honor!

I know the difference between
right and wrong, Sheriff.

I don't need any assistance
from you or instructions.

One more word and I'll hold you in contempt.

It would be wise of you, in the future,

to closely consider your acting on impulse.

It would be well within Mr. Ballard's right

to bring charges against you
of false imprisonment.

Do I make myself clear?

Yes, Your Honor.

And one more thing. Miss O'Brien.

Yes, Your Honor?

Word travels quickly in a small town.

Your reputation precedes you.

However...
be advised as a private citizen,

and not an officer of the law,

you have overstepped your boundaries.

Your have no authority to act
on behalf of the Sheriff.

And if I hear of you doing so again,

I'll take the appropriate measures
to see you put behind bars.

Do I make myself clear?

Perfectly.

Good.

What do we have next?

Sommers got that judge by the balls!

Ma'am, pardon my French.

Next time I catch Ballard cutting my timber,
I'll blow his head off!

Now don't do anything foolish, Jake!

I don't know how you can
deal with this situation.

You can't operate effectively
if the judicial system doesn't back you up.

Well, I may have to call in a Federal team.

Can you prove that Ballard
works for Sommers?

Well, we'd have to dig through the records
of all those dummy corporations.

But I think I can.

Well, I have to check in at
the office. See you at home.

Bye.

Hello, Marty, Tyler.

Afternoon, sir. How'd it go in court?

Not brilliantly.

Sorry about that.

Better close the door.

It cut my credibility one more time.

You know, I can't blame Jake for wanting
to take the law into his own hands.

We've lost control, John.
It's been drifting away for months.

I think we'll have to get the Feds involved.
And I have the name of an agent in Salt Lake.

I want you to go up there
tomorrow and see him.

Lay out what's been going on.

Why don't you just call him?

I'm not sure what I trust anymore.

- I'll leave first thing in the morning.
- Okay.

Those were great years.

Well, Tyler's driving to Salt Lake tomorrow.

We need some help to crack this thing open.

You feel it's a defeat to call
in the Feds, don't you?

Well, they don't give medals
for calling in the cavalry.

They give the medals to the cavalry.

You know, you really know
how to handle yourself.

I didn't, uh, mention it after that fight,

but you're very good.

Lots of training.

Yeah, but you were, uh, always
serious about that stuff,

even as a kid.
But now, uh, well, it's even scary.

Well, there's a lot more to it
than just learning the moves.

I've also been teaching.

Hello?

Yes, this is it.

Have you called the Fire Department?

Well, call them as soon as I hang up.

And what's your address?
I'll-I'll come right away.

632 Carson Road.

Okay, now call the Fire Department.

- I'm coming with you.
- Okay.

Well, hurry up!

- Hello?
- Yeah, hi, China, it's Matt.

Matt, I have to run. I'll call you later, okay?

Something wrong?

Matt, please.
Let me call you back after—

Dad!

China! China!

Dad!

Dad!

I called Mr. Tyler to come over.

Maria!

What is it?

Tyler's coming here?!

Well, yes, I called him.

What's his number?

What is his number?!

We commit you, Ross Tyler,
to this hallowed ground and to God

whose merciful arms await you.

This day is twice saddened by
the death of your lifelong friend,

John O'Brien.

May you walk
together in everlasting peace.

In sure and certain hope of the
resurrection to eternal life

through Our Lord Jesus Christ,

we command to Almighty God
our brother, Ross Tyler.

And we commit his body to the ground.

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

The Lord bless him and keep him.

The Lord make His face to shine upon him
and be gracious to him.

The Lord lift up His countenance upon him...

- What did you find out?
- We can talk about it later.

I want to know now.

The council's voted to have an emergency
election for Sheriff in five working days.

That's not much time.

Lickner's been named interim
Sheriff. He'll be running.

I'm sure.

Have you made up your mind?

No.

A lot of the old-timers are behind you
if you decide to make a run for it,

but nobody would blame you
if you decided not to.

Dad, what should I do?

Once we dam upriver,
the Peterson place and all the land below,

it won't be worth spit.

Miss O'Brien.

I just wanted to offer you my personal
congratulations on your appointment, Sheriff.

You have my complete support.

Miss O'Brien, is it?

Edwin Sommers.

I knew your father. A good man.
My condolences.

I came for my father's things.

Right there in those boxes.

That's my father's badge.

He used to keep it
in the top drawer of his desk.

It doesn't have his name on it.

Hand it over.

Listen—

What's goin' on here?

If you take that out, you're
gonna have to kill me.

I've decided to run for my father's job.

The papers will be filed in the morning.

So what did you find out?

They're making it as difficult
as possible for us to file.

There are five sets of forms and
a fee of a thousand dollars.

The fee's been covered by contributions.

You've got a lot of support.

Well, Sommers is gonna be spending
a lot of money in the next five days.

A lot of people depend on him for their jobs.

I talked to my friends at the Senior Center.
They're ready to canvass for you.

They're mad. Madder than you might think.

There's gonna be a show of support
from the friends of China O'Brien.

We got a parade down Main Street,

and a rally on Saturday.

You two are something else.

Now it's not gonna be easy.

Sommers and his bunch
will pull every dirty trick in the book.

They're playing hard ball.

I'm in it. All the way.

Here, kids, hand these out
along Main Street.

Here. Here you go.

Take some of these and hand them out.

Yeah. Give 'em to your mom.

Hi. Make sure you get to the polls.

Hello.

Thank you.

You've heard the horror stories,

the widespread corruption.

We all know about the rich
and powerful men who have come here and

bought many of our elected officials.

Men who have sold out for a few lousy dollars.

There he is!

Judge Godar is one of those men
who prefers the company of Sommers!

He drinks Sommers' whiskey!

His decisions are bought and sold.

You're wasting your time.

You'll be repudiated in the polls, little girl.

The honest people of this town
aren't gonna put up with you anymore!

China! China!

There's that kid from the Beaver Creek.

Do you recognise
any of her supporters?

A few faces.

We'll have to remind 'em
where the power is.

I'm overwhelmed by this reception.

I'd like to thank you all for
giving me your support.

My father fought against the corruption
that has found a foothold in our town.

He paid with his life. With your help,

I'm gonna finish what he started.

Look, it's the Fire Department!

We don't need you!

Get that truck out of here!

I want this area cleared immediately!

We have a legal permit
to conduct this rally!

See? Sommers
even owns the Fire Department!

Hey, that's for the
Fire Department. You can't!

I see a lot of friendly faces here tonight.

People I grew up with. People who are good
and decent and deserve a fair shake.

I've seen enough.

Sommers and his rotten bunch
have dealt in fear for too long.

Fear is the tool that divides us.

We are not afraid anymore, Mr. Sommers!

Now what the hell is this?

Get up!

Get him! Get up!

Get that son-of-a-bitch!

Hey! That's my car! What you doin'?

Get outta here, punk!

He ain't here!

I'm over here.

All right now, how you doin', bitch?

Stand still, damn it!

I hope you get to the polls on Tuesday.

I'll be there, and God bless you.

Thank you.

China! Pull over!

I'm sorry about your father.

Thank you.

And I'm sorry I picked that fight
with you at the Beaver Creek.

It's over.

You expecting someone?

If anyone sees me...
well, you never know.

I'm glad you're running for Sheriff.

I want to help.

Once in a while, Sommers calls down
to the inn for one of the girls to come...

"play," as he puts it.

I've been out there to that big house
of his a couple times.

You hear a lot of loose talk
when everybody's been drinkin',

doin' drugs and all that.

I heard bits and pieces, you know.

Enough to figure Sommers had something
to do with your father's death.

Can you prove it?

They were talkin' about bringing
in some explosives expert—

Oh, shit!

Goddamn it! I gotta go.

Well, how can I get in touch with you?

You can't.
I'll call you.

- Good morning, Matt!
- Hi, Maria. Is China in?

Yeah, she's in the living room.

- How 'bout some coffee?
- Sure.

Hi, Matt.

That same kid on the motorcycle
is down the street.

Maybe it's a different kid.

Well, it could be.

Maybe we should make sure.

Now we'll act like we're parting.

I'll turn off down the block and circle round.

But what if he follows you?

Then you circle round.

Well, we want it to look realistic, right?

I guess so.

Come on, off the bike.

You're the one that helped me
out in Beaver Creek.

I get around.

What's your name?

Dakota.

What, just "Dakota?"

Why have you been following us?

Want one?

We're on the same side.

I've been racing my bike.

Little towns here
and there around the country.

While I was gone, my old man took off.

Left my mother.

No great loss, if you know what I mean.

When I called, they said she'd moved here.

So when I hit town,
I thought I'd go visit her.

I went by her place. She wasn't there.

The landlady said I could find her
out at this place called the Beaver Creek.

What do you want, Jack?

Just a beer.

And what are you looking for, mister?

Oh, my God. Look who dropped in.

Look who's here!
It's my son, for chrissakes!

Sensational!

Let me see you.

How you been doin'?

I've been doin' all right.

Winnin' a couple races now and then.

I'm real proud of ya.

I cut out an article
from the sports page, and I saved it.

How'd you find me here?

Your landlady.

Look, it just occurred to me,
you're not even old enough to be in here...

So, I want you to take this key,
and I'll meet you back at the house, okay?

I have to break this up.
Mommy's gotta go to work.

Hey, look, he was just leavin',
so you don't have to push.

There's a guy waiting for you.
Don't leave a customer wait.

- House rules.
- Let her go.

Hey, hey! Honey!

Come on. Come on.

Let me go. Mom!

Nobody touches the boss!

Did you see your mother again?

She's dead.

Some kinda accident out at Beaver Creek.

I poked around some. Didn't find out much.

People are scared.

This guy Sommers is into some bad shit.

Nobody wants to talk about him.

We know.

I'm sorry about your mother.

I just want to find out the truth.
How it happened.

O'Brien residence.

Yeah.
Yeah, she's right here.

Who's calling, please?

No?

She won't say.

This is China.

I'm calling to warn you. I can't tell you
my name, so it's no use to ask.

You'll be killed if you start your car.
There's a bomb in your trunk.

Did I hear her say
something about a bomb?

She said there's a bomb
in the trunk of my car.

All clear!

How do you figure she got there?

I have no idea.

Oh, sure you do.

What are you getting at, Lickner?

She knew the deceased, right?

I went to school with her.

What else do you know about her?

I hadn't seen Patty in over six years.

You ever meet with her outside
the place she worked?

You know as well as I do that
we met at the south end of town.

What'd you two girls talk about?

Girl talk.

I heard you, uh, had a nasty fight
out at the Beaver, you two.

Look, if you're somehow implying
that China's a suspect,

then you're more of a fool than I thought.

You people aren't being very cooperative,

like you're trying to hide something.

You wouldn't do a thing like that, would you?
You've got more respect for the law than that.

There is the law and there are those people
who claim to represent the law.

We got ourselves an election tomorrow.

You have yourselves some good luck, hear?

I don't know how that scum
can call himself a lawman.

Like the gentleman says,

"we got ourselves an election tomorrow."

I think you got 'em worried.

Which means?

They're gonna do anything they can to win.

I've already talked to my
boys on the football team.

We're gonna have two poll watchers
in every precinct.

And they've all got radios if there's any trouble.

I like the way you think.

Well, gentlemen,
how many votes do we own?

Maybe twenty-five hundred.

That's not enough.

Oh, I got a few names still registered.

Some folks that left town,

some from the graveyard.
They're all votin'.

What else?

We've got our people situated
nicely for the vote count.

In some places, they're all our people.

Can any of you say this thing is guaranteed?

It'll be close.

Nowhere near good enough!

If we lose, we'll have to deal
with this thing from a different direction.

Now I want to hear from all of
you as it goes along. Okay?

Kids.

Why aren't you in class?

We're poll watchers.
It's a Civics class project.

No kiddin'?

What do you watch exactly?

How the election procedure works, like that.

Who's your teacher?

Mr. Sellars.

"Sellars"...

I don't know him.

He's new.

What's the radio for?

I talk home with it.

No kiddin'.

The latest election update:

The polls will close in five minutes
for the election of Sheriff

that was caused by the death
of Sheriff John O'Brien.

The election has taken on a particularly
interesting aspect,

as China O'Brien is contesting

for her father's former position.

We will keep you informed as
returns start to come in.

We now return you to our regularly
scheduled programming.

You're not just going to leave
the ballot box, are you?

Oh, my, no. Somebody'll be coming.
Oh, speak of the devil.

We were just wondering where you were.

We'll take it from here, ladies.
Thank you both.

Happy to help out. Good night.

Good night.

You two don't have to stay any longer.

Well, we're supposed to stay until it's all over.

Just don't look over my shoulder, kid.
I hate that kind of shit.

Well, actually, we're supposed
to verify the count.

Who the hell authorized that?

We'll just take these, then.

They have to stay here, mister.

Spencer School calling in!

Mr. Conroy?

What's happening?

Big trouble. Couple of guys trying
to take the ballot box.

You don't need that, anymore.

We're here to see that the
ballots are counted fairly.

Oh, I'm not here to fight with you, lady.

I'll leave that to the slugs behind you.

Hey, now it's your turn, bitch!

China!

You guys keep track of this.

Yes, sir.

This just in from Farwest County.

With over fifty percent of
the precincts reported in,

it appears that China O'Brien will
be succeeding her father as Sheriff

in a landslide victory.

She won! China won!
I just heard it on the radio.

Good luck, China!

Thank you.

All right, everyone, quiet down!

It's time to make it official.

This badge belonged to China's father.

And now it belongs to her.

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow,
for she's a jolly good fellow,

♪ for she's a jolly good fellow... ♪

I saw the car! I got the license number!

Someone call an ambulance, quick!

Let's go!

Go away!

Goddamn it!

Oh, I see you didn't waste any time.

I want you to swear me in now.

Looks like you've already anointed yourself.

My place was machine-gunned tonight.

What's that got to do with me?

When I see a verified count,
I'll do what I have to.

Who is it, Harry?

It's nobody!

Now you better find out what side
of this thing you're on, Godar.

Now we're done screwing around
with people like you.

She won the election. Now make it official.

You're crazy.

Yeah, well, that's how people get.

Now find your Bible!

I'll want you to sign some warrants.

I swear,

I swear,
ㅤ

as deputy of Farwest County,

as deputy of Farwest County,
ㅤ

to uphold the law,

to uphold the law,
ㅤ

so help me God.

So help me God.
ㅤ

Okay, here. Take this.

- That's yours.
- Thank you.

Here.

Okay. Here.

China!

The first hit is out on 231.

Okay, let's go!

Let's go!
Let's do it!

There's lots more.

Take it down.

You're the local distributor
for Sommers. Right?

Oh, go to hell!

Come on, move!

- Bye, sweetie.
- Oh, hi.

Oh, I don't think I'm
dressed properly for this.

I could get to like this job.

They hit the motel.
Jerry got away and over here.

What about the bank?

Worden says the corporation's
assets are frozen.

Call the Judge. Tell him to rescind
those warrants or he's finished.

And I think he knows what "finished" means.

He don't answer his phone.

What do I do if she shows up here?

Well, you treat her
like you treat any trespasser.

You've got to back me up, Mr. Sommers.

Of course.

Shit!

Hey, Carl! Tell Mel to gas the plane
and be ready for a run to the coast.

Looks like we're about to find out
who's really running this town.

That's that blue Chevy
from your house last night.

They have to know we're here.

They're watching us. I feel it.

I'm gonna let them know
that we have a search warrant first.

Hey.

No heroics, okay?

Let her get closer.

I have a warrant to search these premises.

Down!

Dakota!

Let's go!

My mother was Linda Morrow.
What happened to her?

- What happened to her?!
- Okay. I knew your ma.

- It happened here!
- She died up at Sommers's place.

Talk! Come on!

They brought her down here.
They made it look like an accident.

- Sommers killed her.
- Dakota! Don't!

Dakota is gonna kill him!

Take the other car!
I'll meet you at the airport!

China!

Let's go!

Get that son-of-a-bitch!

Hey!

You know how to handle that toy?

There's his motorcycle!

Dakota!

It's all right.

Come on. Up.

Let's go.

It's all straight again, Dad.

I'll try to keep it that way.

Thanks, Travis.

Anytime.

They're all locked up.

What do you plan on doing?

I don't know.

Thought I'd stick around for the trial.

I could use a good man like you.

Me? A lawman?

Sure, why not?

Let's all go and discuss it over a beer.