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- Anyone from a small town

knows about small town bullshit.

Whatever your business, you bet everybody knows it.

College here makes up half our population

and the rest of us are split by the river.

There's that side,

and this side,

this side works for that side.

And it's being the Bible Belt and all.

Folks around here know me and mine as sinners.

My name is Sue.

I ain't too big on what people think.

But every now and then,

that's been known to get me into trouble.

- Q-92, good morning.

It is that magical time of the year

in North Louisiana, folks.

The 97th annual Natchitoches Festival of Lights

will be full swing this weekend

down at the Natchitoches riverfront,

and temperatures are expected to drop,

so make sure you bundle all those little ones up.

Grab your friends, grab your family, grab a beer,

grab some cheer and meet us down at the riverbank

this Saturday at nine o'clock for the fireworks.

- Hey.

Yo, that's my wallet, brother.

Hey, man.

Hey asshole, come on!

Yes, I need to report a robbery.

Over here at Roger's diner off highway one.

- Oh my God, did that just happen?

- I mean, who carries this much money?

- Y'all see him grope that waitress?

♪ Oh why, my friends ♪

♪ I just got to go ♪

♪ You know all my cares have gone out the window ♪

- Wait, no, no, no.

- All units advised,

211 in progress.

Suspect seen driving west on Highway One

in a blue Chevrolet Chevelle.

- Jesus, chill out.

- Copy that.

♪ You know all my cares have gone out the window ♪

♪ Now, now ♪

♪ Chow, chow ♪

- Oh shit.

♪ Gone out the window ♪

- Oh my God, oh my God,

what're you doing? ♪ Out the window ♪

- I got this, hold on, hold on.

- Oh my God.

Can you stop?

♪ Gone out the window ♪ - Pull over!

- I got this.

- He's getting closer.

Shit!

♪ Gone out the window ♪

♪ Gone out the window ♪

♪ Gone out the window ♪

- Where did you learn that?

- Plenty of practice.

- Damn it, Jacob.

- No.

Whoa.

- Jacob, just come in and take a shower.

You're gonna be late for school.

Can you please stop blowing shit up?

You're gonna give me a heart attack.

- Okay.

My bad.

- Your dad's gonna take you to school.

- He ain't here.

- What do you mean he's not here?

- Heard his truck crank up around three last night.

- Okay, I will take you to school.

But hurry, please, I've got the inspector today.

Hey, get up.

No, come on.

- Can I at least get some breakfast?

- No.

Nobody's got time for that, come on, go.

- Let's see there.

Oh, 101.6.

Yeah, you gotta stay in bed.

I've got Gary Parker today.

- I'll take care of Gary.

In fact, I kind of look forward to it.

- Well, if Sue is there-

- Don't worry, I can handle Sue.

Just, just feel better, all right,

and I'll be back for lunch.

- Plan that later when I do that.

So we just pretend I'm Sandy Claus

and this is our little snowbank, uh-oh.

We're in trouble now.

- Do you even know what today is?

- It's after yesterday,

before tomorrow. - No, come on, you gotta go.

- Oh, what?

- Hey now, come on, Sue,

knock it off. - Get your purse.

Come on. - No.

- We've got the inspector today.

- Just wait a damn-- - Clean that shit up!

- Wait a damn minute, Sue.

- We don't have a minute and neither do you.

- I need to get paid.

- A hooker, really, Dad?

You were supposed to take Jacob to school today.

- Oh, shit.

I'm sorry, I just, I lost track of time.

- Well, there is a clock right there.

It said three in the morning when I clocked out last night

and I still got here on you time-

- You just best watch that tone in my bar.

- Your bar?

- You're damn right.

Wanna see the papers?

- Then act like it, you selfish prick.

You can't just disappear whenever you want to.

You have a young child at home.

- You know your back door is open.

- Why is the back door open?

Mr. Roy, I was expecting your brother.

- Oh, I didn't know Daryl had business with you too.

- Yeah.

How can I help you?

- Well, Jo Anne's sick today, so I'm here on her behalf.

Hey, how you doing, Gary?

- I'm all right, Jeb.

What you make of it?

- You're a tough man to track down.

- Yeah, I'm just chasing that dollar, you know?

- Yeah.

Imagine that's all you're chasing.

- I ain't got no car here!

- All right, I'm gonna go.

- Yes, please.

- Probably best.

- Yeah.

You know,

speaking of best, Jeb,

send mine to Jo Anne, would you?

- If you knew what was good for you--

- Remember that small town bullshit

I mentioned before?

Well, rumor has it, Gary and Jo Anne shacked up

the one and only night that she and Mr. Jeb

had their one and only breakup.

But, of course, they got back together the very next day.

Then Daddy met Mama.

The word around town is Gary is the only other man

that's had his way with Mrs. Roy.

And if I'm lying, I'm dying.

Their only son became my first love,

but small town bullshit can last decades,

and in some cases, generations.

- Sorry about that.

- You know, your dad ain't paid the mortgage

on this place in some time.

Bank called, nothing.

- Oh no, wait, no, we've been paying it every month.

I drop him off at the cash drop.

- Yeah.

- Okay, how much do we owe?

- 30, including penalties.

- Thousand?

By when?

- Yesterday.

- Okay, come on.

You have to believe that I had no idea about this, okay?

You're just gonna give me a little bit more time, right?

- Yeah, and I empathize with your situation.

I think this joint just needs a new owner.

- This place is all we got.

Okay?

Without it, I don't know how I'm gonna feed Jacob.

- And mercy ended five months ago.

I'll give you 72 hours or I pick it up at auction.

- Three days?

- Yeah.

Yeah, one more thing.

My boy's back in town.

- I didn't know he was here.

- His mother and I would like to keep it that way.

- Mark and I dated in high school,

we are different people now.

- You were always different people.

- Yeah, I remember.

- Me too.

- Hey, you know your back door is open.

- Hello, brother.

- What you doing here?

- I'm done here.

See you soon, Parker.

All right, inspector.

- I tell you,

small town sure enough, huh?

Well,

you ready for the inspect?

- Mm-hmm.

- You got two leaks in the bathroom

and a busted pipe under the sink.

- Yeah, I can get those fixed today.

- Should have been fixed, darling.

These are health violations.

And, ooo wee,

that's a big one.

- Yeah.

My dad was here,

but he didn't even work last night, I did.

- You know, I could shut you down for this alone.

- Yeah, I'm hoping you can just overlook it.

- You got a couple grand fines here and now this?

Uh-uh.

- I can give you a whole case of So Co.

What, you wanna see my tits?

- What, them fried eggs?

Nah.

I was thinking...

something else.

What you thinking?

- I'm thinking that you thought

that I would get down on my knees for this,

but now I'm thinking that you're just

gonna sign that paper all good

and never make this fucking mistake again, Mr. Roy.

What do you think?

Is that good to you?

- How awesome is this?

Yesterday morning we were in Florida, and now,

I may never go back now.

- Hey,

everything okay under there?

- Yep.

Just pushed her a little hard earlier today.

- Woo.

- And where's home for you?

- You're sitting in her.

- Three days, how you gonna do that?

- I don't know.

Who is that?

- Eric?

Wait.

Wait, who's Eric?

- Some frat guy from last night.

- What happened to that football player?

- Logan got benched, so he's been whining.

- Why don't you have a drink at the end of the night

instead of taking out all your aggression

on some college boy?

- I wish I could

but someone's gotta be an adult around here.

- Well, maybe you could use some help.

- Finding 30 grand?

Yes I could.

- I mean, you can't do everything by yourself, Sue.

- Not everybody experiences a happy family, Donna,

so not everyone's

- in a rush to make one. - Well,

maybe history doesn't have to repeat itself.

It doesn't.

Look, just 'cause your mom ran out

does not mean- - Okay.

That you have to- - Right.

- I'm sorry, it's just,

I don't want you to sell yourself short.

- And I'm not,

I'm just selling myself some reality.

- Yeah.

- But, look, you're not wrong, okay?

Not like this is where I imagine myself,

but it's not like I've even have a choice.

Look at the fucking mess that we're in right now.

- Well, hey, Sue.

- Mark.

- Yeah, I'm sorry to scare you, the door was open.

- Yeah, no, we just stopped locking them around here.

- Donna.

Hey, how are you?

- Good.

How's Princeton?

- Just finished my grad program.

- Congratulations.

- Thank you.

Yeah, Dad's been talking about retirement,

so I'm just back here learning the ropes.

- No one leaves this place forever.

Okay, I gotta go, so...

call me later.

- Maybe.

- Good seeing you, Mark.

Yeah.

Bye.

- Can't believe Donna's got a kid now.

- Yeah.

A lot's changed around here,

but, look, not to be rude or anything,

but we're not really open.

- Yeah, no, I just wanted to come by and say, hey.

It's been a while, you know?

- Yeah, well, I'm glad you did,

but I kind of got my hands full at the moment.

- I gotta get back to work.

I just,

I needed to see you, Sue.

- I'm not really sure that's a good idea.

- Hey, look, I really-

- You know your daddy's trying to buy this place?

- No?

Wait, hold on, what?

- Everything okay?

- Yeah, just a little low on gas.

- I could definitely use a shower.

- For real, though.

And a drink.

- There's a sign back there that said

there was a town coming up.

No, I'm good.

- Suit yourself.

I'm free as a bird!

Ow!

- Hey, what's going on?

There's a party at the football house later.

Swing by?

- Ask me in a few hours.

- Hello, gorgeous.

I'll have one beer and one shot of you.

- I think you've had enough.

- Not even close.

- Get it together or get the fuck out.

- Yes, ma'am.

- All right.

One drink, get that gas,

and get the hell out of here.

Oh, excuse me, sir, my apologies.

Hey, ma'am.

The sign up front says that you sell gas.

- Pump's out back.

Just pull your boat up.

- My boat.

No, no, we don't have a boat.

We have a car.

Do you sell gas cans?

- The store in town does just four miles that way.

- Yeah, that's great.

Perfect.

Okay.

Whatever these two ladies want.

- And for you?

- The men's room.

♪ I've been stuck in this one horse town ♪

- Woo! ♪ As long as I remember ♪

♪ Dreaming of the day when I move away ♪

♪ Finally get out of this timber ♪

♪ Boy, quit your running but the old timers say ♪

♪ You need to sit and work on your faith ♪

♪ My dream's bigger than a job at the mill ♪

♪ I wanna see you sow that next hill ♪

♪ I wanna see you sow that next hill ♪

♪ I wanna see you sow that next hill ♪

♪ About time my sentence till I'm gonna be free ♪

♪ Tired of these same lights ♪

♪ And tired of these same streets ♪

♪ And I wanna run and run in the sun ♪

♪ Find some new places ♪

♪ Meet some new faces ♪

♪ I wanna hear the people scream out my name ♪

♪ I'll get you to listen about fortune and fame ♪

- Have you seen him lately?

- No, have you?

- No, I think he left.

- Hey.

Can we use your shower later?

Free as a bird.

Girl! - Woo!

♪ Out of this town to make my own way ♪

- That's 170.

175.

70.

Shit.

Come on, Gary, think, think, think, think.

20.

40.

- Still chasing that dollar, Gary Parker?

- Fuck me, man, I'm trying to get your money, all right?

- Yeah.

What, slinging drinks ain't cutting it anymore?

Oh wait, never mind.

- What do you want, Jeb?

- You know what I want, I offered it to you six months ago,

but you're stubborn.

- What'd I say, huh?

I done told you it ain't for sale.

- Come on, bubba, everything's for sale.

I thought all good trailer trash knew that.

- Fucking asshole, man.

Fuck off.

- Oh, hey, by the way,

you're never gonna guess who I ran into

down the Shreveport last night.

- Yeah, I don't give a shit.

- Oh yeah?

Well, swear to God,

there, sitting across from me at the poker table,

guess who it was, none other than your ex-wife, Gary Parker.

- Gina?

- Yeah.

- You saw Gina? - Yeah.

- What casino?

- Yeah, you know what, I thought she killed herself

after she had your offspring.

- What casino?

Hey, you son of a bitch!

What casino?

Cock

sucker!

You cock sucker!

God

damn it!

- See you found a can.

- Yeah, yeah.

I...

met a guy.

- He help you find those wallets too?

Or was it those girls?

- Look, I...

- You really took my room tonight.

Guess you do this for a living.

How much you make?

- You ain't calling the law, are you?

- Not yet.

How much?

- A grand.

Maybe.

And I can split that with you if you keep quiet.

- It's just petty shit you take?

- I just take what I need when I need it.

- I don't really believe in taking things that aren't yours,

but I get desperate times.

What if I told you I knew where you could get

way more than that?

Something bigger.

- Well, are you tellin' or showin'?

- Maybe both.

But I would need something in return.

30 grand...

by Monday.

- Oh.

- There's a lot of money around here.

A lot more than you'd think.

If I showed you where,

you think we could work something out?

- By Monday?

That's kind of a steep turnaround.

- If I don't get the money,

my family is gonna lose this land.

I mean, I could get another job, but...

I don't really know where we'd live.

Honestly, I don't really know how we would survive

without this place.

- These pockets, how deep are they?

- Enough to get you where you're going.

- I get you your 30,

I keep the rest.

- Take all you want.

Just need enough to cover what we owe.

- Hell.

All right, if I do this,

I don't know this area, not well, that is...

but there is a buyer I can call.

I'm Dion.

- Sue.

- Well, we best start tonight, Sue.

- Q-92.

We're back, and Natchitoches, it is officially here.

The Festival of Lights, now days away.

We're seeing heavy traffic all hours,

day and night-- - One of my regulars,

he's got a barn filled of like old cars, the classics.

Cheap asshole never tips.

- No, no, no, you only want to take cars from the street.

Off someone's property, you're asking for trouble.

- Okay.

I know a bunch of construction sites.

We could get some of the equipment.

- Got a trailer, something to pull it?

- My truck can.

- Faster than a cop car?

Hey,

what's this place?

- Just some bar that's open later than us.

It's filled with rednecks.

- Jackpot.

You thirsty?

- No.

So this really is your thing, just robbing bars.

- Three days come quick, honey.

- Don't call me honey and this place is empty.

- Oh, not true.

These boys work offshore.

There's a few welding trucks outside too.

- So?

- So, what it means is they got more money

than they know what to do with.

And they haven't seen a woman in a few weeks.

You shoot pool?

- Of course, I'm a bartender.

- Good, take your jacket off.

- No, it's cold in here.

- You're gonna have to trust me on this one.

Okay?

Go win us some money, honey.

- Who's next?

- Excuse me, sir.

Where's your men's room?

Thank you, much.

♪ I love that woman ♪

♪ Young, wild, and free ♪

♪ Old gypsy lady ♪

♪ Bad as she can be ♪

♪ Oh, Mama, tell 'em ♪

♪ Far as I can see ♪

♪ Devil has an angel and she right in front of me ♪

♪ Burnin' like a fire, cold as can be ♪

♪ I love that woman but that woman don't love me ♪

♪ I love that woman, shine like a star ♪

♪ Old gypsy lady ♪

♪ Make me wanna go too far ♪

♪ Oh, Mama, tell 'em ♪

♪ Far as I can see ♪

♪ Devil's got an angel and she's coming after me ♪

♪ Burnin' like a fire, cold as can be ♪

♪ I love that woman but that woman don't love me ♪

- Pure enter-fucking-tainment.

- Damn, baby, that's some good shooting.

What's your name?

- It ain't baby.

- Hey. - You weren't kidding.

- I told you I wasn't a rookie at pool.

- We may get this shit in three days.

- How much did you bank?

- Hey, Sue!

Is that you?

Where you been? - Hey, let's just go.

- I've been trying to call you.

- Yeah.

Sorry, my phone's dead.

- See, the thing is, I didn't wanna believe

that football guy at the bar, but damn,

you kind of a whore, ain't you?

What?

You wanna get tough with us, big guy?

Oh, motherfucker.

- Speak to women like that, huh?

- No, sir.

- Hey.

Come on.

- Go, go, go.

- 6,440.

I should have probably bet that game.

- Yep, it's not a bad start.

- Yeah.

- I'd save all that feeling bad stuff for Tuesday,

we're on a deadline.

- Yeah, I know.

What's next?

- Make a list of all the spots where the money's at

and I'll pick something that gets us both paid.

But I can't do this alone.

So just be ready to go tomorrow night.

- How do I reach you?

- I'll find you.

- Okay.

I appreciate you doing this.

- It ain't just for you, you know?

- Yeah.

- Hey, that river, what's it run into?

- It's actually a lake, not a river.

It's just damned at both ends.

- And folks just keep their boats out there?

- Them people that got money do.

- Goodnight.

- Where do you mean, there?

Yeah, exactly.

I'll get that done for you, sir.

- All right.

- Thank you, Mike.

- Hey, Dad, you got a sec?

- Yeah, but we gotta hurry up.

Swing by the bank and pick up your mom for lunch.

Hey, how do you like that company truck?

- It's great.

Thank you, Dad. - Yeah, yeah.

- Can I ask you something?

- Yeah, shoot.

- What's this I hear about you wanting the Parker bar?

- What'd you hear that?

- I mean, is it true?

- Well, yeah, I shot an offer to Gary a while back,

but tell you what, son, you can't fix stupid.

That bank's gonna take it and I'll get it for cheaper.

Drunk bastard.

- So who's gonna run it, you?

- Well, maybe, what's it to you?

- I just never knew you dreamed of owning a bar.

- There's a lot of shit you don't know, son.

- Dad, you know they don't have a pot to piss in.

What's Sue gonna do for money?

- Ah, hold on.

Please don't tell me you're going after that girl again.

- She's just a friend.

- Yeah, a friend who'll get knocked up

as fast as you can blink.

Don't be stupid, come on, Mark.

- It's not like that.

I just don't know what you want with that old dive.

- That's bullshit.

You know what, I made you, I know how you think.

Don't be sweet on that girl again, please, she not for you.

- Dad, I'm a grown man, I can-

- I'll show you a grown man, huh?

You puff up your chest like that at me again, huh?

Now you listen to me,

and listen right this time.

Take a long, hard look at a girl's mama,

that's your future.

All right?

Okay, so if you want to chase after trash

who's gonna run around on you, you go ahead, son,

you go ahead but I'm not paying for no wedding.

You're not taking this company ever.

- I didn't ask you to pay for nothing, Dad.

- Yeah.

- It's just a question.

- See the hardware store's under new ownership?

- Yeah, someone said the YMCA too.

- You taking Jacob to the Christmas Fest tomorrow?

- Depends on today.

Hey,

Jacob, can you go do your homework?

- Figure out what you're gonna do?

- Got something in the making,

hopefully.

- I wish me and Brad could help.

- I wouldn't even take the money if you guys offered it.

- Any sign from your dad?

- Excuse me, ma'am, can I steal her for a second?

- Okay.

Sure.

Yes.

- You got those addresses?

See you after work.

- Um, excuse me,

who is the salt and pepper?

- That is something in the making.

- Well, I hope it's babies you're making, 'cause, damn,

I'd feed him crackers in my sheets.

- You don't already do that with Brad?

- He needs a bib more than my baby.

Oh shit, he looks bad.

I'll take him.

- Hey, buddy, you're gonna go with Donna, okay?

She's gonna take you home.

- Can I go to Tyler's?

His dad's gonna throw batting practice.

- Oh, right.

Your game is Saturday, right?

Okay, Donna, do you mind?

- Yeah.

Not at all, it's no problem.

- Okay, thank you.

I will pick you up from school tomorrow, okay?

- That motherfucker!

Goddamn it!

- You looking for something?

- Where'd you put it?

- Put what?

- Don't you fuck with me!

Where's it at?

- What, your schedule two felony?

- Fucker!

- Okay, you can stop looking, okay?

I threw it out already.

- You fucking better not have!

- I'm sorry.

- Goddamn it!

I got a big cash order waiting for me.

Motherfucking goddamn it.

Shit.

Don't believe you did this.

- Can't believe this is the example

you're trying to set for your son.

- Shit!

- Look at yourself, Gary, this is pathetic.

- You'll learn one day, little girl,

sometimes you just do what you gotta do.

I'm doing the best I can,

I'm just trying to save this goddamn place!

Motherfucker!

- How are you gonna do that

when you can't even save yourself?

- What have you done, huh?

- I got 6,500 yesterday.

- Bullshit!

Who'd you screw?

- You watch your fucking mouth!

- Yeah.

You just thinks you can run this place

so much fucking better than me.

- Been running it since Mom left you.

- Yeah, and you think you know everything just like her!

- No, actually, I don't,

because I used to think that Mom was a cunt for leaving you,

but now.

- That is fucked up!

I tell you what,

I tell you what, you get the money,

the place is yours.

- Put that in writing.

- You give me a fucking pen, smartass!

- Keep digging, dipshit.

- Okay.

It's unstuck.

- Thank you, gorgeous.

- Last call, everyone.

Shit, what happened to your face?

- Nothing.

Can I get a drink?

- Yes, still a whiskey?

- Please.

- Oh God, I don't have change for that.

- Just take it.

- It's too much, I can't.

- Just keep it unless you want my dad

standing where you are.

- Does he know we spoke?

- Hey, yeah, it's stuck again.

- Shit.

Can you just play darts until then?

- Yeah, no worries.

Oh, I got you.

Wait.

Oh, snap, yo.

Yo, you're Mark Roy.

- Who's asking?

- Logan?

Logan Thibadeaux.

You played at St. Mary's.

I was a freshman your senior year.

- Wide receiver from Evangel.

- Yeah. - Yeah, I remember you.

- Talk to me, that's right.

Where you at now?

- I just graduated from Princeton.

- Princeton.

Nice.

Okay.

How are the Ivy League chicks?

Yeah, well, it's better than the pick mes around here.

I mean, honestly, the bartender, she's the...

She's the best piece you'll find.

- Is that right?

- Oh man, what?

So good.

I hit her once and now she want me

to take her on a date or some shit.

- Maybe the first time just wasn't too good for her.

- Yeah.

Definitely seemed like she enjoyed herself that night.

Should have heard her lungs.

- Why don't you watch your mouth?

- What are you gonna do?

- Hey!

Hey!

- Yo, get off!

- Hey, break it up!

- Stop it! - I'll give you

a hard time, boy! - Stop!

Get out, both of you!

Bar is closed!

That's enough!

Stop it, now get out!

We are closed!

I will meet you outside.

- See, what I tell you, boy?

- Get your ass out!

- Get out, that is enough! - Keep walking!

Keep walking, bitch! - Stop it!

Go home or I will call the cops!

Go!

Get out!

- Everybody out!

Now!

- Yeah.

- This is a collect call

from Caddo Parish Corrections Center from-

- Gina Parker.

- To except the charges-

- Accept, yeah.

Accept.

Baby? - Gary?

- Hey.

- Please tell me you got something.

- I checked out those spots, I think I found what we need.

- Thank you, Jesus.

What?

- How old are you?

- Does that really matter?

- Nevermind.

- Since you wanna ask questions,

what made you pick this illustrious career?

- Didn't choose it.

- What does that mean?

- It means we should focus.

Come on.

Hey.

- This is Daryl Roy's house.

Of course you'd pick the most powerful family in town.

- Okay.

Now, look,

when I call you, you answer this, all right?

Stay low.

If a light comes on,

flash this once.

If the door opens,

then you run to the car and you break for the bridge.

All right?

- Wait, wait, wait, are you breaking into the house?

- Nope, you just be ready to run.

- What the fuck?

Oh, shit.

Hey.

Hey, I just saw a light come on.

- Okay, stay low.

I'll be at the dock.

- Wait, wait, wait, what?

- You just be ready to jump.

- What?

Hello?

Fuck.

♪ Why did love ♪

♪ Put a gun in my hand ♪

♪ Why did love ♪

♪ Put a gun in my hand ♪

♪ Why did love ♪

♪ Put a gun in my hand ♪

♪ In my bed, in my head, in my hand ♪

♪ Was it for redemption ♪

♪ Was it for revenge ♪

♪ Was it for the bottle ♪

♪ Was it for the lead ♪

♪ Was it for the thrill of pushing my hope to the edge ♪

♪ Why did love, why did love ♪

♪ Put a gun in my hand ♪

♪ Why did love, why did love ♪

♪ Put a gun in my hand ♪

- This is insane!

- Woo!

- Wanna feel 30 grand?

Go.

♪ Was it for redemption ♪

♪ Was it for revenge ♪

♪ Was it for the bottle ♪

♪ Was it for the lead ♪

- Woo!

♪ To the edge ♪

♪ Why did love, why did love ♪

♪ Put a gun in my hand ♪

♪ Oh, in my hand ♪

- Hey, switch me.

Get down, stay low.

♪ Put a gun in my hand ♪

- Who's driving?

- My friend, Jack.

- Who's Jack?

- Don't worry.

It's gonna be okay.

- Caddo Police Department.

- Yeah.

I'm calling about Gina Parker.

Picked her up for DUI.

What's the bail set for?

- Mrs. Parker hasn't seen the judge yet,

but station house bail for third offenders set at 12,000.

Sir?

- Okay.

Let me handle this, all right?

- Okay.

- Hey.

- It's so good to see you.

- So good to see you.

- And you brought company.

- Yeah, Jack, this is Sue.

- You're Jack? - Jacqueline.

Only friends call me Jack.

- I appreciate you doing this.

- What year is it?

- That's a 2015.

- Motor's in good condition.

I'll give you 15 for it.

- What?

No, it's worth double that.

- Excuse you?

- This is not a Kingfisher,

this is a Mastercraft. - Sue,

let me handle this.

- You know where you're at, honey?

You're out in the middle of nowhere with two people

that do nasty shit for a living.

Me and this one, right here, have some past sins.

Adding one more to that list ain't nothing to me.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Take it easy, all right?

She's in a money bind.

- What are you, stupid?

Bringing a date on a job?

- It's not like that.

Okay, gotta be able to work something out.

You can't go any higher than that?

- No.

All right, and you're lucky you're getting that.

Summer's over.

I can't flip a 2015 that fast out of season.

- Okay, all right.

You're right, thank you.

- I got your wheels though.

- You know me.

- Too pretty to go to jail.

- Ha, don't you worry about me.

- Tractors and bobcats are always in season.

Y'all be careful now.

- I'm sorry.

- I told you to keep quiet.

- My bad, I didn't know she was gonna pull gun on me.

- This isn't the bar business, Sue.

- Okay, well,

seemed like there was a little history there.

What'd she mean by past sins?

- What do I need to make clear to you?

I don't get paid until you get yours, remember?

Do you think this is fun for me?

Huh?

God.

Shit.

- Just be honest.

Do you kill people too?

- Sue, I promise you, I don't.

Just get in the car, okay, we gotta go.

♪ Flawless carriage light across the sky ♪

♪ Comb the the seven seas for a pearly eye ♪

♪ Tried and true, tough as nails ♪

♪ My safe haven forever and it for bail ♪

♪ Magic change ♪

♪ It ain't nothin', we're okay ♪

- My old man was...

He was a drunk fuck.

He used to beat up on...

me and my mom so bad and we couldn't even leave the house.

And one day my mama had enough

and she finally called the cops, he was busted.

And she bought that Chevelle off some meth head

and we split town.

It took him about five years to get out,

but when he did, it didn't take him that long to find us.

When I saw what he did to my mom...

Yeah, so I've...

I've been on the move ever since.

I didn't kill nobody for money.

Just him.

Just that once.

So when I say I didn't choose this life...

I don't know, wanted men don't have many options.

- I'm sorry.

- No, I'm sorry, don't be.

- I know it's not the same thing but...

I can relate to...

carrying the sins or mistakes of others.

Gary's the reason why we're in this mess,

and if it weren't for Jacob, I...

I don't know where I'd be but it wouldn't fucking be here.

- Yeah, we don't get to choose our family, do we?

- No.

- Jeb.

Wake up.

Did you hear that?

- Yeah.

What the hell's going on?

- You gotta be shittin' me.

Motherfucker!

- Where you going?

- I was just going get us some coffee.

I didn't wanna wake you up.

- We got it back here.

I'll make you some.

- Okay.

- What the fuck?

- What?

What is it?

- It's not here.

- Hey, I don't have it, you can check me.

- I put it in here, I put it in here

when we were in the car, I know I did.

- Hey, calm down, maybe you dropped it in the car.

- I didn't lock the door last night.

- Yeah, I don't know, I don't remember.

- We're gonna need that gun.

- Boy.

I raised you better than that.

- Yeah, all right, calm down.

We'll find out who.

Yeah, let me call you back.

Somebody stole Daryl's boat right off his dock last night.

- You're kidding.

You know who did it?

- Well, no,

they spray painted the cameras first,

but, hell, damn right we know who did it.

- Who?

- Who do you fucking think?

- Would you watch your mouth, Jeb Roy?

- You know what, I don't want to hear it.

He is on camera holding a gun,

standing on my fucking property.

- I have to serve him the papers today.

- Yeah, well then maybe it's best

you get to him before I do.

- What the hell is going on, Mom?

- Gary Parker came by the house last night.

Stumbling drunk.

Gun in hand.

- Why, because of that bar?

- I don't know, son.

- You don't know or you just don't want to tell me?

- It's just ancient history.

Really.

- What is?

Mom.

- I know he don't look it now

but Gary and I had a little thing in high school.

- So that was true.

I thought it was just small town bullshit.

- Well, we don't talk about it.

- Okay, so that was 30 years ago,

and now Dad's just gonna buy the Parker's bar out of spite?

- No, the bar and the plot they live on.

Son, it is for your own good.

- For my good, what is?

- Your father thinks that

if they don't have a business to come back to then--

- Then I won't pursue anything with Sue.

- Your dad and I love you so much, sweetie.

We just--

- Have y'all said anything to her?

Since I've been back,

Mom, have either of you spoken to Sue?

Unbelievable.

- Mark.

Wait, no, Mark, come back, let's talk.

Where are you going?

- I quit my fucking job!

- Gary!

Son of a bitch, Gary!

I'm gonna fucking kill him!

- Is it possible that he found it,

went ahead and paid the debt?

- Highly doubt that.

- Are we certain it was him?

- He's the only other one who has a key.

- You don't need that if the door is unlocked.

- I, okay, I know it is my fault.

- I'm not laying blame, Sue.

I just want us to both get paid

so I can get the hell out of here.

- You wanna go?

There's the fucking door, I can handle this myself.

- Okay, just stop.

Let's just take breath.

- I don't need to breathe.

I need to figure this the fuck out, so if you wanna go, go.

We probably can't get that much money in a day anyway.

- What, are you just giving up?

- I don't fucking give up, I fucking stay!

You're the one who runs.

You're fucking mistaken if you think I need you.

- I guess it's that time, ain't it?

- Yeah, I guess so.

Are you going?

Fuck.

♪ I faded ♪

♪ Jaded ♪

♪ Going down ♪

♪ Trippin' ♪

♪ Slippin' ♪

♪ Going down ♪

- What the hell?

What the hell's wrong with you?

- Who do you think you are?

- What the hell?

- What did you say to Sue?

- Is that what this is about?

- Just answer me.

- You watch your tongue, son.

- This is my goddamn life, Dad!

I didn't need your help at Princeton

and I don't need it now.

- Yeah.

Yep, 1462.

Yeah, hurry up.

Son of a bitch.

My fucking boat.

- Hey, hold on, hold on.

Look who's here.

Huh, look who's home.

Here, I got that, baby. - Susie.

You're a woman now.

So pretty and...

- Come on, I know you're starving, baby, come on.

Come on, baby.

Let's go inside.

I got something for you, come on.

There you go.

That's my girl.

What are you doing?

Come on.

Hold, hold on, now.

Here.

I got you a little something.

It's not a fine wine but it's a fun one.

- Gary?

- Yeah?

Oh, hey, baby girl.

What, you going hunting or something?

Hey, check them hog traps, would you?

- Where's the money?

- Why you being so dramatic?

Here, have some potted meat on them saltines again.

- Where is it?

- What money?

- Last chance.

- What, you some kind of psycho now?

You're just gonna kill your father?

- You've been killing yourself for years.

I'm just speeding up the process.

- Sue, baby,

what are you talking-- - Shut up!

- Come on. - You been dead

to me for years and I will shoot you both right now.

Where the fuck is it?

- All right.

- That ain't all of it, where the fuck is the rest?

- Sitting to my right.

I used it to post her bail.

- That's where you've been?

Jail?

- She's home now.

What else matters?

- You took the money that I got to save your fucking ass

and you used it to save hers?

- Jesus, calm down, would you?

Come on.

Fuck.

You on your period or something?

- Sue, baby.

- Ow.

- Shut the fuck up!

- Oh, God. - Get up!

- Take it easy, huh? - And go outside now.

- Just take it easy.

Oh.

- We're done with easy.

- Okay, enough, goddamn it, enough!

Fucking shit.

Goddamn it.

Oh, shit.

- How is your son going to eat now that we got no bar

and no home?

That money was half of what we owe by tomorrow

and I fucking broke the law to get it!

Now Jeb Roy is gonna take the only home

that we have ever known.

If he doesn't bulldoze it down first.

- Baby girl,

our family's back together.

That's the only thing that matters right now, that's it.

What the fuck?

Gina?

Hey.

Gina, what are you doing?

- I'm really sorry, Susie.

- Hey!

Hey, where you going, Gina?

What are you doing?

Where you going?

Don't do this to me!

You keep doing this to me, shit!

Goddamn it.

Oh, fucker.

Goddamn it.

Damn it.

Shit.

- Why are you acting so surprised?

Why is it always about her?

You really didn't see this shit coming?

Because it is the same bullshit

you two have been putting me through for years!

You gave me a father for five seconds of my life

and the rest of it, I've just been cleaning up your shit.

What the fuck happened to you?

- Please, just shoot me, I know you want to.

- No, I said no more easy.

Now get up.

Get up!

Sweat it out.

- Hey!

Goddamn it.

- Fuck!

- Howdy.

Hey now.

You lost?

No, sir.

Just getting to my car.

This is a national forest, right?

- Oh, it is.

Just haven't seen you around here before.

- Well, I'm just visiting, got family here.

- Well, I know most folks around these parts.

Who's your kin?

- Sorry, sir, I meant to say I have family in town.

Cousin of mine plays football for the college

but we're from Texas.

We're just here for the game.

- Oh, that's nice.

What is this?

'69?

- '70.

- Damn, hey, boy,

and you're leaving it out here in the woods.

Well, to tell you the truth,

got a little distracted with a younger lady friend of mine,

if you know what I mean.

- Shit.

I know what that's like.

- Yep.

- So is that her truck you're leaving here now?

- I'm sorry, sir, I'm kind of late for something.

Is there anything I can help you with?

- Actually,

maybe.

Stupid me.

Ran off this morning and forgot my glasses.

You think you could help me read this?

- Well.

It's a receipt from a hardware store.

- Well, it was in your floorboard.

And it looks like you bought some spray paint.

Where's my fucking boat?

- I could show you.

- Bet your ass you can.

Get out.

- Hey.

What are you doing here?

- I'm leaving town, Sue.

But I gotta say something to you before I go.

Look, I apologize for the other night.

That guy was saying something about you.

Doesn't matter, I shouldn't have been fighting in your bar.

- Soon to be your daddy's bar.

- Look, that's why I'm leaving.

- Okay.

Where are you going?

- An architecture firm in New York City

offered me a job before I left school.

- Okay,

that's great.

But what happened to staying here

and learning the ropes or whatever?

- Look, I don't want my dad's life.

And if I'm being honest,

the only reason I came back here was for you.

We didn't choose to end things, Sue, it was chosen for us.

And I am sorry that it's taken me this long

to just start deciding for myself.

- I hear voices!

Hey!

- Yeah, sorry.

- Let me out!

- Rehab's expensive.

- If I don't do this now, I may never get the chance.

Come with me.

You can go back to school, you can do whatever you want.

I'll keep us fed, I'll keep a roof over our heads.

You won't have anybody bringing us down

or telling us how to live our lives.

It'll just be me and you.

- Why are you doing this?

- What do you mean?

- I mean, where was this shit eight years ago?

You just left without saying goodbye or,

why didn't you ask me then?

I would've hopped in your truck in a heartbeat

without ever looking back at this fucking place,

but now I can't leave.

What about Jacob?

What am I supposed to do, just abandon him?

- If I could change the past, I would.

But I'm certain about one thing.

After eight years,

I would still marry you tomorrow, Sue.

It has always been you.

- You would wanna marry this?

Hey.

Hey, I'm so sorry.

- It's okay.

- No.

Really, it's not.

Look.

- They showed up at school today.

Mom was with him.

She looked bad.

- What do you mean they showed up?

- Dad was hammered shouting, "I love you", from the truck.

Security made him leave.

- I am so sorry.

That is so...

You shouldn't have to go through that.

Are you okay?

- I'm fine.

Are you okay?

- Yeah.

Yeah, no, I'm okay, I'm okay.

Just, look, whatever she said or whatever they promised,

she's already gone, okay?

- Yeah, I figured.

- Yeah.

- I've never seen Dad smile so big.

- Yeah, well...

- Dad?

- Jacob.

My boy.

Hey.

- Brought you some dinner.

- Oh.

Thank you, buddy.

Hey.

Help me out here, would you?

Just...

run over to my toolbox.

It's right near the washer, I think,

and grab that needle nose.

You know them little needle nose?

Help me, help me snip, help me snip these.

Right here, okay?

You get me out of here, we'll do whatever you want.

Seriously, you name it.

- I want you to get better, Dad.

- Listen.

Hey.

Hey, Jacob, hey!

Hey, Jacob, buddy, hey!

Come on, Jacob.

Hey.

Buddy, I get better inside too.

I get better inside.

I promise.

Come on, Jake.

- Hey, I'm gonna go for a drive, okay?

You're gonna be okay?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

All right, just watch after him for me, all right?

- You coming to my game tomorrow?

- Of course.

What time is it again?

- Six.

- Okay.

I'll be there, okay?

I love you.

- Hey, are we gonna lose the house?

I heard Tyler's parents talking.

- Don't worry about it, okay?

I'm on it, you just think about your game.

I'll see you there tomorrow, okay?

- I love you too.

- Oh, shit.

Fuck me.

- Hey, buddy, you still got my wallet?

I don't see you fucking running now, huh?

I guess you got a hearing problem too,

'cause I keep asking, "Where's my fucking wallet"?

- Fucker.

- I don't want, I don't want any more.

I don't want any more.

That, I don't want any more.

I don't want no more.

I'll be good.

I'll be good.

I'm gonna be good.

- So, I did some digging.

All the businesses going out are being bought by Jeb Roy.

Like, all of them.

- Man won't ever be rich enough.

- I mean, did the bank ever reach out to your dad,

like, in writing or anything?

- Not that I ever saw.

I don't think he even got an email.

- I would check if I were you.

I mean, you could fight this.

- I'm tired of fighting for him.

- I know.

Any word from Dion?

- Let's go inside.

- Hey.

- He ain't here and I'm almost done packing up.

- Yeah, I'm not looking for that piece of shit.

- Mark contact you?

- I do not wanna get involved.

- It's an easy yes or no answer,

or it's your whole fucking family this dumb?

Did you hear from him or not?

- You know what, fuck you and fuck your stuck up wife!

This place is still ours for 48 hours.

- I do not see what my boy sees in you.

Ha, trash.

Trash that comes from garbage!

Tell Gary to meet me out at that auction.

He might wanna bring that pea shooter too.

- Smell like shit.

- Yeah.

That's what happens when you piss yourself

'cause your hands are tied up.

- Yeah, well, I've seen you piss yourself

with both of your hands free,

so don't start making excuses now.

- Yeah.

All right.

Look, you made your point, Sue.

Now, can I please go inside and take a shower?

- You can not.

The internet says detoxing takes 72 hours

and that's only if we settle some things

right here and right now.

- What?

- When I get the bar back,

I want it in writing that it is mine.

'Cause you can't be trusted.

I've been running it all by myself

and only getting paid in tips, so that changes now.

- Is that it?

- And also need to to know

when the bank sent you any notices.

- Baby girl, come on now,

it's over.

- When?

- I...

I don't remember.

- You know, it's okay that you lost hope.

- I'm trying really hard not to either.

Just, please, sign this.

It's the last time I try not giving up on you either.

Drink that water.

- Hey, no, honey.

Sue, Sue, please, don't go.

Don't go, please.

I'm sorry.

I really am.

And I promise, I promise that I'll do better.

I'm gonna do it better, okay?

Just don't leave me in here.

Don't leave me like this.

- You know, Jacob was three when Mom ran out?

He doesn't even know you sober.

But I do.

I remember how we used to go hog hunting.

We'd stay out there for hours.

That first one we ever caught,

you told me that hogs were so nasty

that they eat bones and all.

I couldn't even eat bacon after that.

So you better start remembering who that man was

because you got a son that needs a father

and this shit ain't gonna cut it.

- Q-92, more news about the Festival of Lights.

The chief of police announced this morning

in a press conference they are expecting

record breaking attendances this year.

- Hello?

- Hello?

- Are you there now?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I'm here.

They just left.

- Are there any cameras?

- Not that I see, I've been looking

and I can't really see any.

- Okay, well, it's time.

Smash that phone once you leave.

- Got it.

- And this goes without saying,

but if something happens and you get caught

and you give them my name,

I won't hesitate taking my nine mil straight to your head.

- Yeah, I know.

- Good girl.

- I know.

- So your boy's sitting this one out?

- Yeah.

It's looking like that.

- No surprise there.

Talk soon.

- Okay.

- Q-92, Festival of Lights in full swing.

The crowds are pouring in from everywhere.

I'm told every hotel is full.

The streets are looking that way too.

- Over here, sweetheart.

- You know, the law says I could shoot you for trespassing.

- Well, you gonna?

You packing?

You don't think I got to where I am by being a fool, do you?

I got a hundred thousand dollars parked outside overnight,

you think I don't have cameras pointed at every inch?

Huh?

I seen that truck drive away with one of my tractors.

Got it on tape, now I'm wondering,

where the fuck's it at now?

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

- You probably don't know much

about my brother's boat either, huh?

Oh, hey, look.

You look kind of familiar from that angle.

Little bit like your mama.

Listen, I got no time for no trailer trash like you,

you understand?

I oughta throw you in jail, buy your piece of shit bar

and burn it to the ground!

Just to spite you.

Now you got one more chance.

Where is my...

- Fuck.

- Son of a bitch.

- Oh shit.

- Oh, shit.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, shit.

Is he?

Is he?

Oh, shit. - Oh my God.

Fuck, okay, okay, come on.

Come on, hey. - Hey, hey.

- Come on.

Come on.

Let's get in the house.

Go, go.

Okay, come on, come here.

We're gonna stop the bleeding.

Lift your shirt up.

Okay, oh, God.

Okay.

- Yeah.

- Okay.

Is that gonna stay?

Okay.

Okay.

- Wrap it on tight.

We really need to bury those bodies.

- Bodies?

Like, like plural?

- He was there when I got to the car.

It was him or me, I had no choice.

- Both Roys can't go missing.

- Well, we gotta make sure

that no one ever finds them, okay?

You hear me?

Think about your brother, Sue.

We got no choice here.

- We're going to hell.

- Yeah, well, we best start digging so it'll come quick.

- Can't, I'm just hitting clay.

I can't get any deeper.

Oh God, are you okay?

Oh God, no. - Yeah,

Yeah, yeah, yeah, no, no, I'm good.

- Okay.

No, we need to go to the hospital.

- We don't got time for that.

- No, we're going.

Get up, get up, put pressure on it.

Come on, take a couple steps.

Can you put pressure on it?

- I'll try.

- Yeah, just walk a few steps.

- Okay. - Come on.

Come on.

Come on, almost there.

Are you okay?

Hey, no, hang on, you're gonna make it, all right?

- You gotta drop me off and leave me there.

- No, no, no, no, I'm not gonna do that.

I'm gonna stay, okay?

- Hospitals have cameras.

- I don't care.

The whole fucking town does.

- If I make it.

- Look, you can stay at my trailer

until we figure this out, all right?

You're gonna be fine.

- Okay.

- Just hang on.

We got this, okay?

Hey.

Donna.

Hey, are you at work?

I need you to meet me out front with a wheelchair

in like five minutes.

No, just meet me at your car in like five minutes.

Please, I need you to me the biggest favor.

Okay.

Just hang in there, okay?

- Okay.

Okay.

- Shit.

- Okay, come on.

Come here.

- What the hell is going on?

- I'll explain later.

Just say that he staggered in, like, I don't know.

- Staggered in, he can barely walk!

- I know, I know, just take him

and please promise me you will not let him die.

- I won't.

Sue, you're really scaring me.

- I'm scared too, I will explain everything.

I will call you later just--

- Okay. - Take care of him.

- Okay, okay, okay.

- Please.

Please, promise me! - Okay, okay!

- Sue.

You okay?

- Where, where are they?

Oh, I took care of it.

- No, what do you mean, where did they go?

- Oh, don't matter, it's done.

Nobody gonna find them either.

Hey, where's your fella?

- He's in the emergency room.

- Oh, he gonna be okay?

- No.

- No?

- Well you go then, sweetie, go ahead.

- No, I can, I can't.

Mr. Jeb's truck, he's got me on tape stealing his tractor.

- I'll take care of it.

I got it.

I got everything under control, okay?

Hmm?

Go on.

I got it.

Go ahead, go on, go.

- Just please don't do anything stupid, okay?

We could--

- I got it. - We could do serious time.

- I don't wanna go to jail.

- Oh, you won't go to jail.

- Please.

- See you later, sweetie.

- Fuck!

- Christian folk in this town got a sayin',

"What you sow is what you reap".

And, sure enough, karma came running.

- Tuck your shirt in, slob.

- You got it, boss.

- I guess God forgave me 'cause I bought the bar back

at auction for cheaper than what we owed on it.

- Because he hasn't come home!

- When Mrs. Roy started searching for Mr. Roy,

of course the cops came to Gary first.

Lucky for us, we had a true friend,

and the perfect witness.

- No, no, it couldn't have been Mr. Gary that day.

He was tied up in a shed when I went to see Sue,

he was pinned up like it was cattle.

Said they didn't have money for rehab.

- Hey.

Thanks for the ride, Jesse.

I appreciate it, brother. - No problem.

- Listen, come by now.

Come by, you drink something.

Come here, squirrel!

What you doing?

Come here!

Oh man, I missed you.

Oh, boy.

- When the FBI joined the search,

they started with phone records,

and when nothing was found,

they looked at the bank statements

and that's where the bureau ran across

what the Roys never wanted known.

On the day Jo Anne Roy was charged

for embezzling six million dollars from the bank,

the whole town finally knew why the Roys owned everything.

Well, at least they used to.

Mark did what he said he would do

and started his own life in New York.

That boy will always have a piece of my heart.

He just wasn't the one for me.

- Hey, baby girl, show her, show her.

Oh, wait a minute, we got something.

Look at that.

- We got the big pack.

- We got the big pack!

We got the big one! - Yes.

- Come blow some shit up.

- No, I gotta shower.

- Come on. - Come on.

- Come on. - Did you...

check the hog traps?

- Yes, I did.

- Okay. - They're empty.

- Good.

- All right.

Let's do these next.

Why don't we do these?

Yeah, go ahead and set those down.

- Because the one for me has killed for me,

and I'd kill for him,

and that's the only kind of family I want.

- Uh-oh, here comes trouble.

- Oh, it's looking so much better.

- Yeah, it's feeling so much better.

- Well, I got your tires rotated and your oil changed.

She's ready when you are.

- What?

Wait, you're giving me the boot already?

- No, I didn't say that.

- Uh-huh.

Well,

because I was thinking maybe...

I would stick around a little longer.

- And then do what?

- Well, for starters...

- Oh!

Okay.

Watch yourself, old man.

- Hey.

I'll show you old man.

- Fire in the hole!

♪ Down in Louisiana ♪

♪ The place where I was raised ♪

♪ Something in the mud ♪

♪ That reads, renegades ♪

♪ From the land where the sun don't shine ♪

♪ Hustling to survive ♪

♪ Deep in the prairies ♪

♪ When it rains, it floods ♪

♪ Born into the music ♪

♪ Came to rise above ♪

♪ A holy place where the angels cry ♪

♪ Hustling, do or die ♪

♪ Blood on the bayou ♪

♪ Take my secrets to my grave ♪

♪ Mother Mary sings a lullaby ♪

♪ Nobody came to save me ♪

♪ My heart is filled with pain ♪

♪ Keep your distant and watch your mouth ♪

♪ We don't play them games in the dirty south ♪

♪ Down in these old muddy swamps ♪

♪ Nature has no rules ♪

♪ Had to learn the hard way ♪

♪ Mama didn't raise no fool ♪

♪ A haunted place, tales don't lie ♪

♪ Hustling eye for eye ♪

♪ A broken place, the other side ♪

♪ You better fight for your lie ♪

♪ Blood on the bayou ♪

♪ Take my secrets to my grave ♪

♪ As the devil sings his lullaby ♪

♪ There's nobody left to shame me ♪

♪ And I need someone to blame ♪

♪ Keep your distance, better watch your mouth ♪

♪ Don't play them games in the dirty south ♪

♪ Blood on the barrel ♪

♪ Take my secrets to your grave ♪

♪ And bury you deep within my mind ♪

♪ There's nobody left to judge me ♪

♪ And there's nothing left to gain ♪

♪ So keep your distance and watch your mouth ♪

♪ We don't play them games in the dirty south ♪

♪ Dirty south ♪

♪ Dirty south ♪

♪ The dirty south ♪

- One.

Two.

One, two, three, four.

♪ Flawless carriage light across the sky ♪

♪ Comb the seven seas for a pearly eye ♪

♪ Tried and true, tough as nails ♪

♪ My safe haven forever and it for bail ♪

♪ Magic change ♪

♪ Million miles from where I came ♪

♪ Transport from a town like TNT ♪

♪ She's the source of gold ♪

♪ That turn the flowers green ♪

♪ Out of this world like a meteorite ♪

♪ Brought me to my knees with a diamond light ♪