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1 - Okay, ready? - Yeah.

One, two...

Hey, listen, we're gonna get some gas, find a phone,

and get out of here, all right?

How are we gonna pay for the gas?

Don't worry about it. We'll figure it out.

They're fancy people.

They've had three governors in the family.

They've run Charleston for, like, 300 years.

These Kooks make our Kooks look like Pogues.

You sure this is the place, Pope?

Pretty sure.

All right.

Fat City, for sure.

Twenty-seven King Street.

Talk about home security.

Are those spikes to keep people out?

No.

The slave quarters are over there.

These spikes were to keep people in.

That looks so good. I'm starving.

We gotta get some food.

- Follow my lead. - Okay.

How is everything?

Is there anything else I can get for...

Oh, my God. Uh...

You idiot.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, my God. Your shoes!

- This is a $1,700 jacket! - I am so sorry.

A hundred percent on me. I'm sorry. I bumped into him.

Is there anything I can do?

No, I'm sorry. This is on me. I bumped into him.

You're saying you're gonna pay for it?

I don't have any money. I'm broke.

- Of course you don't. - Sir...

Pathetic!

Let me talk to a manager, okay?

I'm sorry.

- No need for name-calling, sir. - Here you go, sir.

- Anything... - Did you get it?

What are you talking about?

You mean this?

Oh, my God.

I'll sugar mama you.

I was hoping you would say that.

You think that was too much?

It echoed the entire house. That's for sure.

- So they definitely heard it. - Maybe nobody's home.

You must be Pope.

Um...

Are you Mr. Limbrey?

Ms. Limbrey was expecting you yesterday.

Oh. I'm... I'm sorry. My car broke down on the way up here.

Carburetor blew up in the middle of Nowheresville.

Sorry about that.

Yeah, she was, uh, real upset when you didn't show up.

We tried to call, but there's no number on the invitation.

We got here as fast as we could.

She also expected you to come alone.

I mean, these are my friends.

They helped find the Royal Merchant too. I...

The instructions were explicit. Your friends can stay outside.

We're kind of a package deal, man.

JJ. It's okay. I got this.

- I'll be good. - Yeah.

We'll be right here.

- Keep the car running. - Yep.

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Just wait in here.

Ms. Limbrey will be right with you.

Mr. Heyward.

I'm Carla Limbrey.

Uh, Pope.

People call me Pope.

Have a seat.

Thank you so much for everything. This really means a lot to me.

Can I offer you something?

I'm okay. Thank you.

Well, you look thirsty.

I think a toast is in order.

To finding the unfindable.

Against all odds,

you and your friends managed to beat everyone to the Royal Merchant,

including me,

and Lord knows I tried.

I also know that you've since lost the gold to Ward Cameron.

How do you know that?

Ward Cameron and I have a long and tortured history.

I funded his first development project.

- But he wouldn't tell you... - He didn't need to.

Ward and I were partners in the search for the Royal Merchant,

and I'm afraid that Big John Routledge

was not the only one that Ward double-crossed.

Okay.

What else do you know?

I know that Rafe Cameron killed Sheriff Peterkin. I have proof of it.

- So you can clear John B's name? - Easily, at any time.

... of the gun. He's protecting his son.

It was Rafe Cameron who killed Sheriff Peterkin.

- Gavin. - Gotta be honest...

I know exactly what happened on that tarmac.

So you have the evidence, and you know he's innocent.

Why don't you just go clear his name? It's the right thing to do.

My friend, the Limbreys did not maintain their position

in the Lowcountry for these past 300 years

by giving away something of value for free.

Yes, I can exonerate your friend,

but first, there is something that I want.

It's a little thing, really. I think you know what it is.

I want the key.

A key?

Like truck keys?

I have house keys. I'm... I'm sorry. I don't know... A key?

I'm afraid our relationship won't be very productive

if we aren't honest with each other.

Denmark's key.

As in Denmark Tanny?

- Yes. - Ms. Limbrey, I'm sorry,

but I have no idea what you're talking about.

But for my friend, I'll... I'll go find it.

I'll... I'll do what I need to do. I'll go find one if you need it.

But I don't know what you're talking about,

and I don't have it on me.

Come now.

Do you recognize this?

Ring any bells?

No.

I'm sorry. It doesn't.

Hmm.

You can keep that.

Come with me.

I'd like to show you something. I think...

I think you'll find it interesting.

Look, if Limbrey is legit,

then Ward gets arrested, and maybe Sarah gets the gold.

Does that look voluntary?

Keep walking.

- That would be a negative. - Come on.

- Wait, hold on, hold on. - What?

They're going into the alley.

- Go around back? - Yeah.

- We'll meet them on the other side. - Okay.

- Hey, be chill. Be chill. - Yeah, sure.

All of this, all the way down to the Ashley River,

was owned by my family.

The Limbreys have lived in the house

since it was built 280 years ago.

That's where the slaves were kept.

Thank goodness we've made progress since then.

Yeah, thank goodness.

Look, where did they go?

What if they went underground?

Because in C.H.U.D., when they took people down into the sewers,

it would turn the humans into humanoids 'cause of the radiation.

- And then all of a sudden... - Focus. That doesn't make any sense.

- Right. Sorry. Did you see him? - No.

All right. How many hot dogs you want?

Okay, like, 50.

- Fifty hot dogs? - A hundred. I don't care.

Shit.

No.

They ran out of the real deal.

- Sh. - They're vegan. What?

He's right there! He's literally right...

Hey! You!

Come here! Thieves! You stole my money! Come here.

Hey, come here! Come here, you!

Here lies Denmark Tanny,

the famous ex-slave.

You know the story.

What... what story?

Denmark Tanny was a freedman, a wealthy planter.

He was able to buy the freedom of his three sons,

but when he tried to buy his wife and daughter's freedom,

my paternal ancestors refused.

When his wife, Cecilia, tried to run with the baby,

they set the hounds on her.

Cecilia drowned trying to escape, the baby survived,

and Denmark was hung...

allegedly for abetting a slave revolt

but really for gathering the remains of his wife.

Never heard this story?

No.

And I think once is enough.

Hey!

- You think that I'm stupid? - No. No, no, I don't.

Why else would the Routledge boy involve you?

Your family has the key.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Hey. Did Ward get to you?

No. Ward Cameron? Are you crazy?

The key leads to the cross, the Cross of Santo Domingo.

"The real treasure lies at the foot of the angel."

Those were Denmark's last words. Does that ring any bells?

No, it doesn't. It doesn't ring any bells and, um...

Uh, thank you, but I'm... I'm gonna go back to the 21st century now.

We'll trade with his father. His son for the key.

Go.

Crazy people.

Okay. All right.

What you got?

What you got?

Come on!

Pope!

- Pope, come on! - Come on!

Go! Just leave him! Leave him!

- Go! - Okay.

Go, go, go!

- Scoot over. - Ow! Who were those people?

- We're getting out of here. - That was crazy. Let's get out of here.

Here we go now!

I think he's following us.

- This is a one-way. - Go left.

- I know. - Go that way.

This is a one-way!

- They're following us. - Hey! There's another car! Turn now!

Turn! Turn right!

- Jesus, look out! - Oh, my God!

- Get out of the road! - Those were people! Jesus Christ!

You punks!

That was evasive driving technique right there, y'all.

Maniac.

- Wait. Is that... - Heyward?

Heyward's truck.

Hey, come here!

- Hey, come back! Hey! - Okay.

Come on.

- Where we going? - I'll lose him.

- JJ! - Dude!

You said he fixed the carburetor.

- You said he fixed it! - No, no, no!

- He did! - Shit!

Damn it!

Okay, what now, Mario?

Number one rule. Never trust mechanics!

- We gotta go around! - Go!

- Come on! - Go, go, go, go, go!

Guys, I think he has a gun.

Shit, get down!

- Come on, Kie. - Go, go, go! Go!

- Get to the alleyway. Come on! - Let's go. Come on!

- Hey! JJ! Pope! Kie! - Guys!

I think I'm cramping.

- Shit! - Come on. We gotta find them.

How do you work this thing?

- Go! - Hey!

- Go! - That's my bike!

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

This way! We might have to split up.

I don't know where to go, okay? We gotta lose them!

- Whoa! Jesus! Shit! - Watch out!

- Sorry! - Sorry about that!

- Right here! - Go!

- Here, here, here! - Okay!

He's right there. Go, go, go!

- Go! Go! - Pope, Kie, JJ!

He's gaining. Let's go!

I am going, Pope. I know, I know. You guys gotta keep up.

- Get in! Get in! Get in! Come on! - Get in!

- Push! Push! Push! - Pedal faster, John B!

- Oh, my God! - Go, John B! Go!

- Oh, shit! - Come on, Pope! Push! Come on!

- Shit! - Pedal, B! He's gaining!

- I'm pedaling. - He's gaining, man.

- Oh, my God! - Oh, man!

Pope, get up! Let's go!

- Kie! - Come on!

Pedal, John B!

Get off!

See you later, alligator.

See you later, asshole. Oh, my God!

Blowin' you a little big kiss.

Whoo!

Is this you?

- All right, ready? - Lift up.

Anybody else starving? We need to grab some sort of breakfast.

We're gonna find some food.

Ugh!

Jackpot!

Mmm.

Holy shit.

Okay, so you really got married?

It wasn't exactly legal, but...

Yeah.

Am I crazy, or is there definitely something going on

between you and Pope?

Maybe.

That's not a no.

It's not a no.

Girl.

So, uh, what's up with this Kiara stuff there, big guy?

Uh, honestly, I don't know right now, man.

- I mean, I definitely like her. - Sure.

- And I'm pretty sure she likes me. - Seems like it.

Right now, there's a lot of conflicting information going on.

Like, I'm trying to gather all the data

- and put into a folder in my mind... - Folder?

All right, man, look,

women, all right, like, they're just not consistent.

All right, we're not gonna take female advice from JJ.

What's the deal with this Limbrey chick?

- You think she knew my pops? - I don't know.

But I do think that she has the information

- that could exonerate you. - That'd be ideal.

Not to throw a monkey wrench in the entire thing,

but she did just try to kidnap you.

- How many times do I gotta say this? - Here we go.

Why are we going back? Why don't we go south?

Why don't we go to Yucatán?

- Coast of Broken Dreams, baby! - No, no, dude!

I'm not running anymore.

Look, OBX is my home.

And besides, if I go back,

I get another shot at Ward.

Hi.

- What y'all talking about? - Uh... fishing.

Dropping lures.

- That's that, you know? - Okay.

- Need help? - Thanks.

Goodness gracious.

- What's that now? - I got breakfast.

Why did you make me walk all the way out here? What's going on?

I have to tell you something.

Um...

Sarah...

is alive.

I saw her in Nassau with John B. Um...

She was with people from the island,

and they tried to take the gold from us on the road there.

But it got ugly.

She got shot.

But he didn't mean to, Rose.

He was just aiming... he was aiming at John...

Who... who didn't mean to?

Rafe.

Uh...

He didn't mean to, though, honey. He was just...

Rafe shot Sarah?

Is she okay?

I don't know. I hope so. God.

Well, I told the police that Rafe was here when Peterkin was shot.

- So? Yeah? - So?

So, if Sarah's coming home and testifies, and they believe her,

it'll come out that I lied under oath.

She's not gonna do it!

- Of course she would. Rafe just shot her! - Rose, she...

He didn't meant to!

Ward. Ward.

Ward, there's something wrong with him, okay?

You've been ignoring it since he was ten,

but there is something wrong with Rafe.

Stop it, Rose, okay? Please. I'm asking you to stop.

You always told me think three moves ahead.

Well, I'm thinking, and if you can't keep Sarah from testifying,

you're gonna have to make a choice, Rafe or Sarah.

I can't choose.

Well, if it comes down to it,

and you can't make the decision, I will.

There she is.

Bet it is good to see her old bones.

Welcome home, guys.

You know, I gotta be honest.

Not exactly looking forward to a check-in at home.

My parents probably already arranged my funeral.

I predict unpleasantries at the Heyward household

after I left the truck in Charleston.

- Hmm. - No one knows we're here, right?

And you two aren't gonna get into any more trouble

for showing up 12 hours later.

- Am I right, or am I right? - You're not wrong.

So that means we have 12 hours to do whatever we want.

Huh? A little Pogue fellowship. How does that sound?

- Let the shit hit the fan tomorrow. - Yeah!

The cops could be looking for us. It could be really stupid.

Sarah Cameron, you've heard of my philosophy, right?

No.

Stupid things have good outcomes all the time.

Who's with me? Let's get some beer!

Whoo.

You got it.

Ah!

Oh!

Bro, the kick on a GLOCK 17. Like, I mean, you...

You load it up. You line it up. It's like... Yah!

Like... like, damn!

- It knocks you on your freakin' feet. - Hey, excuse me.

Yeah?

Do you mind?

- I'm sorry. - Do you mind?

Yeah, I do mind, Bob.

Take a shot with me, pussy. Come on. Take a shot.

Hey! What the hell are you doing?

Take a seat.

- That's what you need to do. - Whoa! Whoa!

- Get the manager. He's crazy. - Eat shit.

- Hey. Look at me. - What?

Look at me. Calm down, all right?

Nobody'll drink with me.

I swear to... Hey!

I swear to God, 20 minutes ago,

I just saw John B and your sister, bro.

They're alive.

I'm trying to relax, and you're telling me this bullshit?

I know you're trying to relax, bro,

but I saw them buying beer at Geechie's.

- Freaking bullshit. - You wanna go see for yourself?

I'm telling you, I saw them. Go sober up, man.

Hey, put it on Cameron!

Hey!

Shit, you early.

You got my shit?

Yes, I've got your shit.

- You got my money? - Yeah.

Also I need a piece.

Oh, shit! Country Club Killer now, huh? He need a piece, right?

Don't!

Don't mess with me.

Not right now, all right?

What do you need a piece for?

John B is back.

John B is dead, bro.

I saw him for myself in the Bahamas, all right?

Then Kelce just told me he saw him scoring beer in town.

So, yeah, he's back.

You realize it's him... it's him or me in this situation, right?

I understand, Rafe. You don't need to tell me this shit, bro.

But what you need to understand

is you're gonna need a hell of a lot more than just a piece, okay?

What do you suggest then?

What you need is to go at this shit like a freaking soldier, bro.

I'm done playing around with these kids, bro.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

That's what we need right here.

We do this, you know I'll take care of you.

All right?

- Uh-oh! - Ladies and gentlemen!

Whoo!

- Yeah! Whoo! - Whoo!

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Oh!

Go!

♪ I never made good grades in school ♪

♪ When I get out, I act like a fool ♪

♪ They say I come in the party ♪ ♪ And cause a commotion ♪

♪ I'm smooth ♪ ♪ Yeah, call me lotion ♪

Do it, Pope!

- Just like the good Lord intended. - It was way too genuine.

Come on. Give me... give me that shit!

Give me it.

Ah!

Get it, Pope!

- Yes! Yeah! - Okay!

Ah! Good, good, good, good, good! Get on the leg! Oh!

With the single-leg sweep.

- You've got a new technique now. - Oh, no! No!

- When did you start wrestling? - I dunno.

I'm done. I'm out of here.

Did you have too many beers?

You want a round two?

Yeah, I think I'll take my losses.

- Really? - Oh, yeah.

- Way to be discreet! - I leave, and this is what happens.

- Are you blaming me? - Just a little bit. Uh-oh.

Your boy's out. Beer time.

You guys are the one that died, okay? That was...

- Literally one job, JJ. - Okay.

- No Pogue-on-Pogue macking! - One job?

- One job. - Sarah, one job? Okay...

Who got you the Phantom? Huh? You ever think about that?

- Only one, ya know... - No.

- It's literally... - You weren't there. I looked up...

No. No excuses. You're a Pogue. You should know this.

Wait. Yo, hold that thought.

It's a cute art project.

Killed the tree, though.

Probably. Yeah.

Oops.

I freaking missed you, man.

Hey.

Hey.

It's nice being back together, huh?

Yeah.

You know, I thought we were gonna lose you yesterday.

Yeah, it was a bit unnerving.

That's one way to put it.

Come on.

I need to know who's over here at John B's spot.

I don't know if he's there. I just know he's on the island.

That is a complete lack of discipline, homey.

Then what's your suggestion? We're about two minutes from the place.

We do some recon.

Why don't you just follow my lead, just shut up for once?

- All right? - Recon, okay.

Oh! All right.

Have a good time!

There here he goes. He jacked your boat, dude.

Pope's poking on the Pogue.

Tranquillo. You feel me?

- Tranquillo? - Tranquillo, baby.

- Let's be smart. - All right.

Use our heads. All right, let's go.

You should...

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. - What?

What was that?

- Your chicken? - I heard a car door.

Okay. Check it. Okay.

All right, I ain't see shit. How about you?

No. They can't be far though.

Right, here's what we gonna do.

I'm gonna go inside.

I'm gonna flush them out if they're in there.

I want you to flank left, meet me out there by the porch.

Let's go.

Where the hell are you?

Here's another one.

Did you know they got married?

Who?

John B and Sarah.

- No. - Why would I lie about that?

Because why would they get married? It's, like, illogical.

Because it's fun! He really didn't tell you?

- No, he didn't. - What did you guys talk about?

Everything but that. Taking the right turn at the jetty.

I don't know, just...

Hmm.

It was a lot of screaming.

Remember...

Top five weirdest moments of my life for sure.

Were you scared?

I don't know.

Just...

I still don't understand why Limbrey thinks

I would have whatever she wants.

It's like...

Why me?

Why not you?

Kie.

Yeah?

Are you worried that,

you know, if we do this, it's gonna mess up our friendship?

Um... I'm not really thinking about that right now.

I just wanna make sure if we go through with this,

- we'll still be... - Sh.

Yo!

- Anything? - No, ain't shit in there, bro.

- No? Nothing? - No, nothing, Rafe.

They were obviously just here based off the smoke.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Great observation, Boy Scout.

They're not far, you know?

Smokey the Bear! Look at you, bro!

They gotta be around here somewhere.

"P4L."

Well, shit.

So your sister's a Pogue for life, huh, Rafe?

Now who would've thought?

- Shit! - All right, chill.

Hey! Whoa! Hey, chill, bro! Rafe!

Chill your shit! Chill out!! You're gonna get our asses busted, dawg!

Let's bounce. Let's bounce. Let's go!

Let's go!

I know Pope has the key.

He ran. That proves it.

If he won't give us what we want,

we'll have to take it, right?

Yes, ma'am.

Do you want to get the...

- Yeah. - Cool.

Yeah.

Finally. Hey!

Guys, don't tie up. Stop it!

What?

We're dipping.

- Wait, why? - What?

What are you talking about?

I got it.

- What happened last night? - We slept on the break. What's up?

Slept, right. Yeah.

- We were up all night. - We gotta get the hell out of here.

Rafe knows we're here, so we have to leave, like, now.

- Okay. - Come on.

- You all right? - Yeah, yeah.

Look, if Rafe and Barry know, it's only a matter of time.

- Before everyone knows. - I told you.

We should've gone south, man.

- Just stop it. - Why does no one ever listen?

I get it. I get it. I understand.

I have an idea.

With me back, my dad's going to have to choose between me and Rafe.

- Sarah, Sarah... - He's gonna choose me.

Just please listen. Ward keeps lying to you, Sarah.

He won't agree after all that's happened.

- No. I... I know it sounds crazy. - Yeah, it does.

I know!

But he's my dad. And I know him, and I know he loves me.

I'm just asking for two hours.

Sarah.

Are you sure?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay.

No, no.

Okay. Okay.

Sarah?

Sarah? Sarah!

Oh, my God, sweetheart. Oh, my God!

- Stay back. Stay back. Stay back! - Okay. I'm just...

- Don't! - I'm just...

I'm back. I'm back. I just...

- I swear to God. - I'm so happy. I'm sorry.

Where's Rafe?

Uh, I... I don't... I don't know. He's not home. He's not home.

You okay?

Of course I'm not okay.

You saw what Rafe did.

He didn't mean to, sweetheart. It was an accident. It was.

I didn't think I was ever gonna see you again,

and here you are. You're...

in your backyard. You're home.

I'm not coming home.

- Sare Bear, you're here... - I said stay back.

I'm staying back. I'm right here. I'm just...

I can't stand to see you hurt, and...

I just want to protect you, and I can't do that when you're with him,

and he's got you in these situations.

You just can't even know what it's been like.

I thought you...

I thought you were dead.

Do you remember the night of the storm?

Yeah.

On the radio, you promised me

that if I came back, you would tell the truth.

You remember?

I'm going to testify against you.

That you lied.

And that Rafe lied and that Rose lied.

- Oh, sweetie. - Just convince Rafe to turn himself in.

I'm not gonna do that.

But why?

- John B didn't shoot Peterkin. - No, he didn't kill Sheriff Peterkin,

but he is the reason she's dead.

- What? - I offered to help him

for just the tiniest little bit

of what was already rightfully mine, and he said no.

You know why he said no?

Because he's greedy, like his father before him.

He's so crazy for all that goddamn gold

that he wouldn't share any of it

with the one person that could help him.

So crazy for that gold

that he pulls his van in front of our airplane

almost killing you and me on that tarmac.

That's why we were even there. That's why Peterkin was there.

That's why it all happened. Him.

No.

It was Rafe.

And he's gonna get caught, and he's gonna drag all of you with him.

Honey,

he's not,

because I'm not gonna let it happen. You still don't understand.

Sarah, this family, all of this...

I didn't have it growing up...

any of it.

And if you think there is anything

that I wouldn't do to keep us all together,

sweetheart, you haven't been paying attention.

If you don't tell the truth, you'll never see me again.

You don't mean that.

You're my favorite, Sarah. Rafe knows it.

But no.

I'm not gonna choose between my daughter and my son.

I can't.

But I will tell you that, in the end, it will be okay.

We will all be okay, and we will be right back here.

We'll be together, and we'll be a family.

What happened to you?

- Kildare County Sheriff. - Sheriff Shoupe, please.

Who can I tell him is calling?

- Ward Cameron. - Hold please.

The tape, you heard it?

Just a few seconds. But it's definitely Gavin.

I think Ward might have betrayed Limbrey like he did your dad.

Do you think Limbrey and your dad might have been working together?

Hey, there she is.

Sarah!

You made it.

What happened?

So, how'd it go?

You guys were right. It didn't work.

- Sorry. - Welp, then that settles it, guys.

Now, y'all need to load up in the paddy wagon

and get the heck out of Dodge right now.

Right, you'll need supplies,

and you'll have to split as soon as possible.

Guys, I think it's too late.

They followed you here?

- Must've been your father. - We have to find another way out.

Stay on the beach with your hands in the air!

- Go now! Go! - Sarah!

- Go! Guys! - Run! Come on! Come on!

We've got to outrun them!

- Come on! Let's go! Let's go! - Go!

Go, go!

Let's go! Let's go!

- Go! - Go!

Go! Go!

You're okay. You're okay.

- Sarah, you good? - Yeah. You okay?

- Yeah. - Go! Go! Go!

JJ, grab her hand.

Move! Move! Move!

- Go! - Come on! Let's go.

- Freeze! - Stop!

- Come on! - Stay where you are!

- Go! Get up! Get up! - Go! Go! Go!

Behind the tree!

We're trapped. They surrounded us.

- Freeze! - What do we do?

No getting out of it. We gotta make a stand.

It's over now!

Don't move!

Get those hands up now!

It's gonna be all right.

You're not going anywhere!

Here we go.

Go around now! Nice and easy!

John B!

Step out into the clearing!

- Get down. Do not move! - I'm surrendering!

- Don't move! - Hands up, John B!

Stay right where you are.

Keep your hands where we can see them.

- Don't move! - Hey, listen, Shoupe, I wanna testify.

It's about time. Get down.

Do not move a muscle. Everybody else, don't move.

Don't move. Keep your hands where I can see them.

Serious? Come on!

Hey, Thomas!

- No! - Stop! Let him go!

Sheriff, what is that? You're gonna let that happen?

Don't move!

- Stop! - Thomas!

- Stand down! - Get off!

This is for Peterkin.

No!

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