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Oh!

-Is this for me? -No, that's got kale.

Ew.

-Here. -Oh, nice.

Thank you.

-Hi. -Mom, where are my cleats?

Outside on the porch, drying.

Are you ready? We got to go, okay? Go on.

Hey, you got this? You good?

-Yeah, I got this. -Okay, well.

Are you gonna go to a meeting later?

AA's for quitters.

Very funny. Okay, I got to go. Bye.

Bye.

Hey, you.

Have a great game.

Love you, okay?

-These are my old ones. -They're the same as the others.

They're not the same.

It's just, use those.

Please? We're already late.

-I don't want to use these! -Grace! Get in the car.

- You're sulking. - This is supposed to be fun.

Slide over and take your smoothie, okay?

I'm not gonna play.

Yes, you are.

Drink your smoothie.

I hate those cleats and I'm not gonna play!

Grace, for Christ's sakes!

There are bigger problems in the world, yeah?

Mommy!

Hey. You at the house?

Almost.

When do you think you guys might make it?

Uh, listen Abby, um...

I think I'm going to take Grace to go visit my folks for a bit.

I thought we were going to spend the weekend together up here.

I never agreed to that.

Yeah, well, we talked about it.

No, and...

I think you need some time to yourself.

I do not need time to myself. Why would you think that?

Did you get the papers?

Don't you think this is all moving a little too fast?

Okay, we've already talked about this.

All right, it's not--

When am I supposed to see my daughter?

Okay, it's not sole custody.

All right, you'll have supervised visitations

also if you stay sober--

Oh fuck off, Brian.

I'm going through all the fucking steps.

Okay Abby, I don't have time for this. I'm gonna go.

Wait, Brian.

Just come up this weekend.

And we'll talk.

Daddy, I'm ready.

Okay Abby, I gotta go. I'll talk to you later, okay?

Brian, Brian, wait.

Engine off, please.

You know how fast you were going?

I thought I was under the limit.

No, ma'am.

License and registration.

What do you got there?

Uh, it's for pain.

I have a prescription.

You taken any of those recently, Abigail?

No, not while driving.

Where you headed?

About ten miles past town.

You got a place up there?

My family does.

Officer Devlin, what's your location?

I'll tell you what.

It'll be just a warning this time.

Thank you.

- You have a good day. - You too.

Let's go, get up. Let's go. Let's go.

Hi, you've reached Brian Gardner.

I can't come to the phone right now.

But if you leave--

Mommy?

Hi, baby.

Whoa, take it easy.

Take it easy.

No!

Calm the fuck down.

I let you up, you don't do anything stupid.

Now get up and sit on the couch.

Where's the bedroom?

Hey! Where's the fucking bedroom?

Almost there. All right, one, two, three.

You got any medical supplies?

- In the bathroom. - Okay.

Don't leave me.

Hey, I'm gonna be gone less than a minute.

Can I bring you anything back from the bar, sir?

-Bourbon. -You're too young for bourbon.

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

I can just leave.

You can have the house as long as you need.

I won't tell anyone.

- Okay. - Okay.

Give it to me. That's all you have?

-Yeah. -Stand up, go!

Okay, stay there. You sit tight. It'll be cool.

You move, I'll fucking shoot you.

Okay, let's take a look here.

All right.

No, no, no, don't look, don' t look.

He needs to go to the hospital.

That's okay.

- Did you hear me? - He needs medical attention.

If you don't get him to a hospital, he will die.

Oh shut the fuck up!

Come here please, put your hand on this.

Apply pressure.

Am I gonna die?

No, you're gonna be fine.

We're gonna get you some help.

Okay, let's sit him up.

Come on. One, two, three.

Come on, come on.

That's going to be tight, all right?

I'm taping it in.

- Lift your hand, lift it here. - Yeah.

- What happened? - What the fuck happened?

Sit him back down. Sit him back down.

There you go.

They just started shooting at us.

-They were supposed to be-- -Hey, that's enough now.

They're gonna find us here.

and they're going to kill us.

Nobody's gonna kill us.

Okay?

You got anything for pain?

Yeah.

Hey, hey, hold on, hold on.

Anybody else in this house?

-No. -Are you fucking sure?

Because if somebody sneaks up on me,

things are gonna get ugly.

-Real fast-- -There's no one else here.

Okay. Let's go.

He really needs to get to a hospital

or he will die here. You should call 911.

Oh, give me your phone.

We don't really have cell reception.

Just give me the fucking phone.

What are you doing?

What?

Grief, osmosis.

SIM card, I won't destroy your phone. You got something

for pain or what?

Um...

For fuck sakes, come on!

Jesus. What the fuck are you?

A pharmaceutical rep or something?

I guess not.

Abigail Gardner, what about these?

Those good for pain?

That's way more, how many of these can I give him?

I don't know. Maybe three or four?

Is that how many you take it?

Let's go.

Hey, hold up, HOld up, hold up.

Get in.

What?

Get in.

-Get in. -Okay.

Hey.

How you bearin' out?

It's a lot of blood, man.

You got plenty more inside you.

Look what I got.

Candy man.

You take these, and they

are gonna make you feel a whole lot better.

There you go buddy, down. Come on.

There you go.

She's right.

We stay here. I'm going to die.

I'm gonna figure this shit out.

Oh, Christ.

I need a blanket.

how you feel?

I'm cold as shit.

I'm sorry, man.

I'm just fucking scared.

You got nothing to be sorry about.

You just rest.

Mm-mm.

Mm-mm.

-Stop. -You don't want me singing?

-No, I don't like it. -No?

You voice sucks.

I see that you're not feeling so bad.

You can't insult my vocal talent.

You keep singing, I'll kill myself.

Hey, whoa.

Uh, is he...?

No. No, he's just, he's just sleeping.

I um, I borrowed a shirt.

This your husbands?

Yeah.

Where's he at?

He's at work.

Over in Copper Harbour.

He'll be back soon.

That road out there, where's that go?

It's just a few houses for a while.

Until you hit the 31.

And how far is that?

I don't know. Maybe ten miles?

Okay, here's what we're going to do.

We're gonna stay here till it gets dark,

and then I'm going to grab him.

And then,

we're going to leave you alone.

Take your car.

I'm gonna ask you a question.

And you give me an honest answer.

There really anyone else coming here?

My husband and my daughter.

Maybe, I don't--

What do you mean, you fucking don't know?

He was coming, and maybe he changed his mind.

I don't know.

Okay, if he comes here, how long we got?

Probably a couple of hours.

See, here's the thing. If he does come here...

And he decides to do something stupid,

I'll have to hurt him.

I don't wanna hurt him.

So, you tell me,

is he the kind of guy who's going to do something stupid?

I don't think so.

I don't think he's very brave.

Well...

that's good.

Bravery gets you killed.

Well that needs tuning.

You play?

I'm fucking starving.

All this shit, I forgot I ain't eat in a couple days.

You got anything to eat?

That's what I'm talking about.

You wondering what's in that bag?

It's a shitload of cash.

Now there is a bag full of dreams.

Or a bag full of nightmares,

depending on where you're standing.

How'd your friend get shot?

You know, I known him since he was a little kid.

I mean, his dad used to kick it,

and then his dad got pension.

Had to do a little time.

So I had to look out for him.

But, I've not been doing a very good job of that.

You want a drink?

And why'd you say your husband wasn't brave?

I don't know.

You keep telling me fibs like that,

I'm gonna start thinking you're not to be trusted.

Does he hit you?

This a, head thing.

No.

What the fuck's the problem?

I don't really want to talk about this and..

I am the one carrying the gun.

So, I do get to choose the topic of conversation.

I don't know, I, I drink a lot.

I take some pills, too,

you know, for depression.

Yeah,

I noticed that.

So, what,

you got some issues and your husband's leaving yo?

He's not leaving me.

Somebod's leaving somebody.

I mean you wouldn't be up here all by yourself

if it weren't true.

It's just a separation.

Okay. Ever hear of separated couples

becoming unseparated?

What's, what's, what's your husband's name?

Brian.

Brian is Brian.

Instead of figuring out why his lovely wife is turning

into a junkie alcoholic, he decides to cut and run.

And so that's why you say he's not brave.

Well.

Fuck him.

Better off without him.

Gimme, gimme, gimme.

Mmm.

You want some?

I'm not hungry.

You're missing out.

How old's your daughter?

Five.

Five. Wow.

Ain't that sweet? They ask the cutest questions.

That's a picture of my wife and daughter.

She's four there, but she's five now.

They're beautiful.

Thank you.

You know, I shouldn't really keep this around with me,

but when I'm working,

it's kind of like a good luck charm.

You know, I think I might have, um.

I think I drank that vodka a little too fast.

You know, under different circumstances,

is that the original hardwood?

Oh, I understand.

Doc, truly I do. No.

Oh, no, no, no, please no.

Listen, anything you think that she needs.

I'm just going to take care of it, I promise you.

Okay. Before you go, sir.

Thank you.

My wife has she, uh,

has she woken up at all today?

Well can I ask you just immediately to call me

if anything does happen?

Okay, appreciate that, doc.

Thank you again for your understanding.

Yes, sir.

You making coffee?

Yes, sir.

How's the missus?

I sure hope we have some actual cream,

and not just that powdered shit.

I just bought some half and half.

Not in there now.

That's because your deputies

are like a goddamn plague of locusts.

I specifically told those assholes

I had dibs on the sprinkles.

Now there ain't nothing left but powdered.

Do you not hear that phone ringing?

You expect me to grab it?

Thank you.

Oh, my God.

Pondo County Sheriff's Department.

Uh-huh.

Okay.

Yes, ma'am.

We'll take care of it.

Did your momma never teach you how to clean up after yourself?

She neglected that aspect of my education.

That's painfully obvious.

There's blood everywhere.

Lady on the phone says there's a burglar in her house.

What do you mean, he's actually still there on the premises?

I don't know the particulars, but apparently

he's lying there right next to the refrigerator.

-Well, that's peculiar. -Mm-hm.

Suppose you got to get somebody up in there.

That'd be the professional thing to do.

Why don't you take yourself out there as you suggested?

-Come on, Sheriff. -What?

I just got off duty!

Everybody else is out there

humping their ass, trying to clean this mess up.

So quit your whining and get your ass back on duty.

- Goddamnit. - Jesus!

It's not even hot.

Ma'am?

You call in about a burglar?

Ma'am, goddamnit. Put the pistol down.

Oh my God, I'm sorry.

It's not mine.

How about you hand it over?

Jesus H. Christ, ma'am are you all right?

Yeah.

All right.

What's wrong with him?

Um, I drugged him.

Really?

Huh. Cool.

Hey boy!

Hey boy!

Shoot.

You got him good.

Now, where's that other fella?

Upstairs.

You didn't tell me you shot him.

I didn't.

He was already hurt.

Are you gonna call an ambulance?

You got two violent criminals in your house.

Ambulance can wait.

These fellas have anything with them?

A bag or something?

You need to call an ambulance right now.

No, no.

You need to answer my goddamn question right now.

Shit!

Fuck.

Goddamnit.

Damnit.

Aw, fuck.

Where's the bag, boy?

Where is it?

Where's the bag, boy?

Goddamnit, boy!

Why'd you go and make me shoot you?

Don't you fucking move!

Where is it!

- Where is it! - What are you doing?

- Stop it. - Damnit, lady.

Get back in your fucking house!

You got five seconds to tell me where it is!

- Five, four, - ABBY: Stop!

Fuck.

Goddamnit, lady.

He's not, he's not dead.

- Sir. Sir. - Stop it.

Wake up, sir.

- Stop. - Sir. I'm sorry.

Goddamnit stop it, he's fucking dead!

Fuck.

It was, it was an accident.

Oh, I didn't mean to.

Hey, you stopped him.

Are you okay?

What's your status?

Oh, fuck.

Deputy Hargood?

What are you doing?

There's going to be plenty

more of them coming, and they're gonna come soon.

So I need you,

when they do, to tell them,

that we took off, okay?

We took off! He ran after us. Okay?

You don't know nothing else. All right?

Don't you worry about him,

I'm gonna take care of him, okay?

Come on.

Oh, come on, you motherfucker.

You have to clean that off.

- Clean it? - Clean it off.

Get rid of your fingerprints.

Oh, goddamnit.

-Whew. -That looks bad.

Yeah, it's good, I'm fine, I'm fine.

I should stop the bleeding.

How about how long have you, uh, called them,

did the cops come?

Maybe 30 minutes?

Doesn't matter how much of a head start you get

if you bleed to death.

All right.

Oh, there you are.

How you hanging in, amigo?

No, no, no. We speak English.

This is America.

I told you everything I know.

Okay, well, I kind of reckon that was so.

But sadly, one or two of your boys

put bullets into one of my main deputies.

I didn't appreciate that.

And so I had to let Hargood

work on you just a little while longer.

You appreciate that fact, don't you?

I want to talk to a lawyer.

You can't keep me in here like this.

Well,

I guess if you're talking strict sense of the law,

you might have something there.

But, I don't know how Crowder's wife

and his kids are going to feel

if I get some fancy lawyer in here

to get you out on some bullshit technicality.

My name would be mud.

If you get me out of here,

I can get you paid.

-US dollars? -Whatever you want.

Well, now we're talking.

You know what the funny thing is here?

Wait, wait, wait--

You want something for the pain?

Cause you haven't given me enough drugs already?

Goddamnit!

That cop.

He asked about your bag?

He was just going to kill you and take it?

Was he going to kill me, too?

Probably.

Okay, here we go.

It's a good job you did there.

Ain't that nice and tight.

-Are you sure don't want to any? -No, I'm good.

Hey, hey, hey. What are you doing?

-I just need to calm down. -No, no, no, no.

I need you to have a clear, hey!

Give them to me, goddamnit!

Give me my fucking pills!

Calm down.

Hey, you should come with us.

- As a hostage? - No.

But we can make it look that way. We could

get you to the next county and you can call the police.

I don't know if it's safe.

No, no you go to the next county the police aren't in on it.

No, I mean I don't know if it's safe with you.

Yeah, well. I don't know what to tell you.

We could call the FBI.

Oh.

You got their number?

-No-- -You got them on speed dial?

What do you think the FBI is just sitting around out here

with a bunch of special ops guys

just waiting to swoop in and save a couple of

drug dealers and a house wife from some dirty cop?

I'm not a housewife.

Well, Ephram and I are getitng out of here.

You do whatever the fuck you want.

Aw, shit.

You got to get rid of this guy.

Oh, how do you know he's one of the bad ones?

Because the last cop that knocked on your door

tried to shoot me so I'm just taking a wild guess here.

Just tell him that

we took off into the woods and he took off for us.

That's all you got to say.

That guy didn't look like much of a runner.

What does that fucking matter?

I just don't know if it's believable.

-He's run after you. -What the fuck?

Just, just tell him whatever the fuck you want.

Get him the fuck out of here

or else I'm gonna have to shoot him.

-Hey! -What?

Here.

You gotta change your shirt.

Good afternoon, ma'am.

You all right?

I'm okay.

All right, my name is Sheriff Bill Mclean.

And this afternoon,

we got a call...

...about two burglars or

whatever broke into your house.

Was that you?

- Yes. - Oh, good.

I've come to the right place.

What's your name?

Uh, Abby

Gardner.

So, Abby,

after we got your telephone call,

I sent my best deputy out here because

you wanted to make sure that you weren't

in some kind of dire circumstance.

But here's the thing we haven't heard back

in quite a while.

Do you know where he's at?

Well, the man who broke in,

he ran off

and the officer ran after him.

Excuse me.

Lee's not much of one for running.

But anyway.

Boy, this is beautiful place. What is it?

Vacation property?

-Yes. -Is it?

It belonged to my parents?

You know there's a lot of people from the city moving up here.

Some of the locals aren't that keen on

all the people moving in here because, you know,

they buy up all the good properties,

the shoreline and all that kind of thing, but not me.

I'm fine with it.

You know why this makes the economy go boom?

I think that's very important.

Is this your family?

Yes.

That's a cute little girl right there.

Now this fella here that lit out, how long ago was that?

I don't know.

At least fifteen minutes.

Fifteen minutes?

Deputy Hargood?

What's your twenty?

Deputy Hargood, what's your status?

Nothing.

So where do you think they went?

- Uh... - Which direction did they go?

Out the front door.

- Well... - Towards those woods.

The one towards the highway?

- I don't know. - I don't really know the area.

Of course you don't.

I don't want you to worry.

Okay? When I go out, you lock the door behind me.

And don't fail to do that.

-Okay darling? -Okay.

Okay. I won't be long.

But it turns out these two guys literally split

into the woods, and Lee just cut out after.

Lee ran?

Hold on a minute.

Fucking shit. Fucking shit.

Okay, you guys,

I want your asses out here right now.

Mrs. Gardner?

I do believe that you just told me a fib just now.

Not that I'm angry because I expect

that you were under some kind of duress.

Mrs. Gardner?

You were right.

Abigail.

Are you okay?

I got to know you're okay. You okay?

I'm okay.

I want to have a normal conversation

with that fella that's in there with you.

Now can he hear me?

He can hear you.

Why don't you let this pretty

little girl just get out of there?

We don't need to make the situation

any uglier by involving innocent people.

Agreed?

Abigail, I'm starting to get a little nervous

about all the quiet I'm experiencing out here.

So this is what I'm going to do.

I'm going to give you a basic three count.

And if I don't hear

otherwise, I'm coming right through this fucking door.

Are we clear?

Three.

Two.

Son of a bitch!

I just washed this.

Hey, Chief.

Y'all took your time.

We got you coffee.

Got you a mocha frappe, boss.

Did I not stress,

the urgency of the situation out here?

Yeah, we was just at the shop already,

so we figured that we'd just get you a coffee.

They inside?

Well, think so.

- How many? - Well, there's one at least.

There's probably a whole lot more, too.

These the same assholes from this morning?

-Think so. -How much fire power they got?

Well, we know at least they got one gun

that belongs to Lee Hargood.

How the fuck they'd get that?

God damn.

-Oh, no. -It's Hargood.

-Yeah. -He's dead.

Yeah.

Oh, what the fuck happened to him?

He got hit in the head.

With a gardening implement.

I don't like that.

Anybody else in there besides our guys?

Gardner. Abigail Gardner, or something. Why?

I pulled over an Abigail Gardner on North 20 this morning.

You suspect that's her?

You didn't say anything about hostages.

Not so sure she is a hostage.

Hey. Give me a hand with this.

That's not gonna stop them from coming through if they want to.

I just want to slow them down a little bit.

Why, so you can shoot them?

I don't know. What the fuck else am I supposed to do?

We can't just murder four policeman.

They sure as fuck are gonna murder us.

No, wait, wait, wait, don't answer it!

- Hello? - Hey, Abby.

Brian? Thank God.

Brian, I need you to call the police.

What the fuck? Give me the fucking phone.

He can call the police.

The police are right outside.

They can call other police.

And then me and Ephram go to jail.

Would you rather die?

Abby, did I lose you?

Brian listen, you need to call the police.

Are you at the house?

Yes, but you have to get--

Okay, good. Listen.

I Thought about what you said--

Brian, listen.

I need you to call the police, but not the local police.

Sorry, Abby, I can barely hear you.

We're just about to hit the 20--

Why are you on the 20?

Okay? We'll see you--

No phone.

No power.

Unless, you got a fucking cell phone, genius.

Reception out here is shit.

- Sheriff. - Yeah?

What exactly are we doing here?

How are we fixed for entry tools?

Between us.

We've got three or four things of tear gas.

A few old gas masks we got from Tucker's Uncle Ricky.

What, from World War II?

I mean, really didn't plan on breaching no houses.

Well, should be all right.

Don't you think we should deal with the hostage situation?

-Huh? -Before we go rushing in

-all gung-ho? -What hostage?

That lady inside she doesn't have anything to do with this.

She does now.

I'm just thinking

maybe this whole thing's gone too far.

Gone too far?

Of course it's gone too far!

That line we're not supposed to cross?

We crossed that sum bitch miles back.

You know, Crowder had a wife and two kids.

Why don't you go explain to them what too far is all about?

And Lee Hargood!

Shit, no matter what you think about him, he's one of us.

-I don't know. -You don't know what?

Maybe it's time we walk away from this one.

-Do you really think that? -Yeah.

Because if you do, you're a lot lot dumber than what you look.

Now listen, if this whole thing goes

haywire, I just want to know I can count on you.

Can I count on you?

Yes, sir.

Of course.

All right.

What are you clowns doing?

Clusterfuck.

It's a pure, unbridled, clusterfuck.

Oh.

They cut the power to the phone. They're gonna rush the house.

Let's go.

What are you doing?

Just give them the money.

What?

All they want is the money.

Put that--

Just give them the fucking money!

Giving them the money isn't going to do shit.

Yes, it will.

You're just too greedy to let it go.

I am not a part of this.

I just want you and all of them to go away.

Do you think I don't want this to fucking go away?

I don't want to fucking be here any more than you do.

If you just give them the money--

I can't give them the money.

It's not my money to give.

You want to fucking do it? Go on, shoot me.

Do it, do it.

Go ahead.

Just think about what happens next.

Because you think those cops are just gonna let

the nice lady go home?

You killed one of them.

You think they're gonna let you live?

Don't be so fucking naive!

I am not naive!

My husband and my daughter

are on their way here right now.

My daughter does not deserve to die here

because you made a bunch of stupid life decisions.

She does not deserve it.

I don't deserve it.

I don't.

I know.

You don't.

Bennet?

Hey, Bennet.

The security system.

It runs on its own power supply.

If I set it off.

They'll send people.

How you doing, brother?

That way.

Oh, fuck. What about Ephram?

We can use the sheets to lower him down.

Give me the gun.

I dropped it.

Kill that fucking alarm!

Can you handle that alarm?

Yeah.

What the fuck is going on with this mask?

- Put this under his arm. - Okay.

- Okay, bud. - This is gonna be it now.

On three, we're gonna lift.

-Okay. -One, two, three.

Lickity Split Security.

Yeah, this is Deputy Ryan Devlin.

Can you hold, please?

No! No, I can't!

Here at Lickity Split Security, we know your security--

You gotta be kidding me.

Useless piece of shit!

Ah, God!

Oh, God.

What?

That fucker. Fuck!

Jesus Christ!

That's fucking porn.

Hi Doc.

Okay, so what's happening?

She's what?

Oh, she's awake?

Hey, what's wrong with you?

No, no, no, we're not bringing him down.

Leave me here.

- No way, buddy. - You're gonna do this.

- Leave me here. - No, we're not leaving you here.

Where's the money?

You tell me where the money is, and I'll get you to a hospital.

Go fuck yourself.

Stop!

Listen, honey, just listen to me, okay?

Everything is going to be just fine.

You just let me handle everything--

Okay sweetheart, I'm at work right now,

and there's a few things going on here, so.

I'll swing by later with the cat food.

Yeah, I remember.

Oh, fuck!

Oh, fuck! Shit!

Oh, glad to see you.

So where the fuck are they at?

Do you think this looks broken?

-It looks fine to me. -This is not fucking fine!

I need to go to the fucking hospital!

Where are they?

They're in the fucking upstairs bedroom.

Where they fucking threw me out the window from, so.

Okay, thanks for your help.

I'm guessing they're still fucking in there.

Bennet?

We have to go.

Bennet.

Come on.

Yeah! Hey, this is Deputy Ryan

Devlin with the Pondo County Sheriff's Department.

You guys getting an alert off old 31, outside Eumenides?

Looks like we are.

Listen, we're already out here. It's a bogus call,

but the alarm won't shut off.

Can you take care of that alarm?

Sir, can you hold please?

- Fuck! - Cancelling now.

Okay. I appreciate that.

You have a good day! You fucking...

Ma'am! Drop the weapon!

I don't want to shoot you.

I don't want to get shot.

Oh, fuck that shit. Shoot this motherfucker.

- Hey, no, okay? - No shooting!

No one needs to get shot.

You should tell that to your motherfucking friend!

Hold on a minute!

This whole thing's gotten out of control.

Yeah, you can say that again.

Everything was going great until you motherfuckers

showed up and fucked shit up!

You're in the goddamn drug business

and you're surprised that somebody ripped you off.

-Boo fucking hoo! -My friend is dead!

-Because he's a drug dealer! -Oh, man, fuck you!

- Back the fuck up! - Do it, you bitch.

- Shut the fuck up! - Do it.

Shoot this motherfucker.

- Shoot him! - Shut up! Ma'am!

Abby.

All this mess is between us and him.

It has nothing to do with you.

I'm sorry that you got caught up in it.

But you can walk away.

Put the gun down, and stroll right out here.

All I have to do is just give you the gun?

And I can leave?

Simple as that.

He stays.

You walk.

And this boss of yours.

You think he'll just let me go?

After all this?

Fuck.

If I'm being honest, I don't know, shit,

probably not.

- There you go. - Shoot his ass.

Jesus Christ. Can you stop saying that?

Listen, I can drive you out of here.

You get out of county.

I have some friends that can help.

Yeah, cop friends. Fuck that shit.

You and these friends of yours, they'll help us out?

No questions?

Not both of you.

Then we don't have a deal.

He's a drug smuggler--

Yeah? You're a fucking murderer.

Okay.

I'll take both of you.

No, no Abby, don't believe him, don't believe him,

fuck, Abby don't.

Let's go.

Here.

I'm not shooting anyone.

Oh, shit.

Oh, hey, man.

Hey. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Hey, you.

You got to help me out, man. I'm hurt real bad.

You just got to lay there and rest a minute.

We're going to get you some help.

Okay. Hey, man. Hey. What do you think?

Can you call me an ambulance, man?

I think I need to get to a hospital.

What do you think?

You're just going to have to try to relax.

Relax? Relax?

Man, I got a fucking bone sticking out of my leg,

making a goddamn peace sign.

How in the fucks--

Hey, hey, hey. Take it easy, man.

Slash the tires in every car but yours.

Don't do anything stupid now.

That fucking asshole

just threw me out of a fucking window.

This whole thing's gotten out of hand.

We're supposed to be the good guys.

Sheriff's gonna fucking kill you, man.

Yeah,

I expect so.

- All right. - Don't you worry about a thing.

Everything's going to be fine.

You ain't getting away with this.

You're fucking done, Devlin.

Hey, you know what you are?

Hey, look at me.

You're a fucking traitor.

Now, you know better than piece of shit criminals,

your new fucking friends.

Hey, Devlin.

There is one thing, though.

You got a family, right?

I know you do.

I know exactly where they fucking live.

Shut up!

What she gonna do?

You ain't gonna fucking sue me, you're a fucking pussy.

-Should have fucking noticed-- -I said shut up!

Or what? She tried, see if it fucking works.

Hold it, hold it.

Nobody start shooting here.

You understand?

Deputy, would you mind clarifying for me

what it is I'm fucking looking at right here?

Sheriff, I'm sorry.

This whole situation's run off the rails.

It does look like it's gotten out of hand.

We need to let these folks get on their way.

You fucking shitting me, man?

These folks just killed two police officers.

Yeah, you killed my partner.

Well, he was a fucking drug dealer.

You tried to rob him.

-So what's that make you? -Hold on, hold on.

Just relax.

Okay. Fair point, my friend.

If we can just remain calm,

I'd be willing to make a deal with you.

Come on. Sheriff.

Are you fucking kidding me right now?

Would you shut up, Wiley?

-You can't fucking make a deal-- -Wiley!

I'm gonna put a fucking bullet in you.

Okay.

But as long as we can eliminate

all the unpleasantness in the room,

I propose this.

Why don't we split the money?

It's not my money to split.

Well, be that as it may.

But these gentlemen that you actually do work for

might be less unpleasant if you only lost

fifty percent of their money, don't you think?

They're still going to kill me a hundred percent.

How about we make you just disappear?

How are you going to do that?

First, I get you across the border.

Second, I file a report

that says that you got killed up here in a shootout.

And if anybody puts all that

together, you've got plenty of time and cash

to relocate, and no one else has to get shot.

Okay then.

Goddamn, son.

Aw, shit!

Ma'am!

Are you all right in there?

Everybody's dead!

Jesus Christ.

Fuck.

Well, everybody, including that officer in there?

Dead?

Yeah.

Well, that's a shame. You know why?

Him and his missus got a little one, who's just starting school!

So do I.

You want to see her again, right?

I got a gun!

Oh, yeah?

How many bullets you got?

I only need the one.

Ma'am.

Sir, I'm going to need you to go ahead

and turn your vehicle around and get back on the main road.

Stay here, sweetie. Okay?

What's going on here?

Get back in your car.

Stay here, sweetie.

Jesus Christ.

This is my house.

- Which house? - That there house right there?

My wife is in there.

Your wife? Is her name Abigail Gardner?

Listen, she's been acting quite irrational

I was kind of hoping you could help diffuse a situation,

Could you?

Officer, I don't know what the situation is.

It's a bit complicated, right?

Abby!

Hold it, hold it, hold it.

She's the sweetest little girl.

Sweet as can be.

- Please don't hurt her. - What?

Don't hurt her?

I ain't going to hurt her.

So I don't want you to worry. I don't want you to worry.

We got to work through our separate

and distinct issues.

Now give me that weapon you took

from my deputy and throw it over there.

Throw it.

-What do you want? -Thank you.

What do I want?

I want this to have never happened.

You're going to give me everything

that was in that black bag.

-I don't have it. -Oh?

Hey darling?

You feel like taking a ride in the car?

I know where it is, though.

Oh. That's nice.

-He hid it. -He did?

Before you got here, I, I could take you to where it is.

Oh, you know where it is?

Okay, I've got to consult my partner right here.

Just don't listen for a sec.

Your mama, is she a liar?

Does she ever tell things that she knows ain't true?

Leave her alone.

-She's scared. -No she ain't scared.

There's nothing to be scared of.

We're all just going to go for a ride together.

Are you scared?

She doesn't have to come with us.

Oh, I think she does.

Hey.

Hey baby.

Mommy, are you hurt?

No, sweetie. Mommy's fine.

Where did Daddy go?

Well.

Come on, let's go.

You're okay.

I happened to notice that your husband wasn't around.

You guys having a rough time?

Oh, that's a shame.

That's too bad.

But, you know, people do grow apart

and you have to accept that.

And you end up in court.

They call it, what's that expression?

Irreconcilable differences?

Well, at least the two of you's

got together long enough to have this little angel.

- And she is. - She is an angel.

My son passed.

We discussed adoption.

Grace, your seatbelt.

Now, baby, please.

Darling, just do what your mom says.

She's right.

If she had to stop suddenly cause of a

skunk or something, you'd go flying through that window.

What are you doing?!

Are you okay?

Are you sure?

Show me your hands.

You put your head down, okay?

Put your head down, cover your ears.

Listen to some music.

No, no, no, don't shoot.

Let's go home.