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(KN IVES CLANG I NG)

WOMAN : EVerything was delicious, sweetie.

Thanks, baby.

So, how was work?

(SCOFFS) Slow and painful .

Same as always.

Except for when I got promoted to shift supervisor.

I knew it.

We need to celebrate.

Do you have anything in mind?

As a matter of fact.

(CH UCKLES)

Go on , get things started . I'll clean up in here.

-You sure? -Of course, baby.

(CH UCKLES)

(H UMMI NG)

(BLOWS)

(SNAPPI NG FI NG ERS)

(LO VE REALL Y HAPPENED TO ME PLAYI NG)

(SI NG I NG ALONG)

(BREATH ES DEEPLY)

She's a beauty, isn't she?

All right, one second .

Don't want to make a mess.

(SOBS) Please.

(CONTI N U ES SI NG I NG ALONG)

-Please. Please. -(MUSIC CONTI N U ES)

Please, don't.

No !

(BREATH ES H EAVI LY)

No !

No !

(SCREAMS)

(CLICKI NG)

(TH EME MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(G RU NTS)

Easy.

You're welcome for saving your life.

Only after I saved yours.

(SIG HS)

What?

What are you doing here?

I'm trying to help you .

No, that's not what I mean .

What are you doing?

What I have to.

No. That's bullshit.

-You don't have to live like this. -What am I supposed to do?

H ide away from the world like you?

No, you don't do what I do.

You can leave. There's a whole world out there.

The life that you're choosing , it ends one way.

Maybe.

But at least it's my choice.

(SN I FFLES)

-Jesus Christ. -(GASPS)

I need you to leave. I need you to go.

-No. -Get out of...

Don't.

(BREATH I NG H EAVI LY)

BROCK: Did you know that Rebecca Bowman was pregnant?

You've asked me that three times already.

And I'm gonna keep asking it till I'm satisfied .

(LUCAS SIG HS)

Did you know?

(EXHALES DEEPLY) No.

Tell me about your relationship with Rebecca.

It wasn't a relationship.

Then what was it?

Like just friends with benefits, or something , until you killed her?

-Fuck you , Brock. -No, fuck you .

Look, I don't think you're killing young girls. But I don't know that you're not.

The only thing I know is you've been lying to me since you got to Banshee.

And the lies end here.

-When was the last time you saw her alive? -I don't know. A while ago.

-I need you to be more specific than that. -I don't keep a fucking diary.

Her car's G PS proves she was at your cabin the night she was killed .

-Like I told you , I didn't see her. -Really?

How do you know? I mean , you don't keep a fucking diary.

(SIG HS)

I think you did see her that night.

I think she told you she was pregnant.

Knowing you , you probably didn't take that news too well ,

so, you argued . Maybe it turned violent, physical .

No.

Why is your blood in her car?

I don't know. Why don't you ask Proctor?

-I'm asking you . -Well , I don't remember.

Well , do you remember cutting the hearts out of these two girls?

-Jesus Christ. Come on , you know me, Brock. -No, see, I don't. I don't know you .

The only thing I know is that you went off the deep end when Siobhan was killed .

You snapped and maybe you're reenacting her death

over and over and over again like some psychotic...

Jesus, open your fucking eyes, Brock!

This didn't happen in the moment! Whoever did this shit took time to plan it!

Think!

What, you think I got them pregnant as well?

H uh?

-You fucking know it wasn't me ! -I don't know anything !

Yeah , well , that about sums it up.

(DOOR BUZZES)

(DOOR OPENS)

Ted , Sheryl and Martin . How y'all doing this morning?

TED: Have a seat, Mr. Watts.

State your name for the record .

Randall Cody Watts.

Good morning , Mr. Watts. I'm Commissioner Ted Smith .

I'm joined today by Commissioner Sheryl Golden

and Commissioner Martin Davis.

Yeah , we've all met.

Today is your sixth appearance before this board of parole.

If you say so, Teddy. I've lost count. Sheryl , I see you finally had that baby.

I did .

I hope you and Mr. Golden picked out a nice Anglo name.

TED: Mr. Watts, I suggest you take this hearing seriously.

What about the kike sitting next to you? You think she's taking this seriously?

-MARTI N : Mr. Watts ! -Shut the fuck up, Martin .

TED: Mr. Watts. RAN DALL: We all know the drill .

You're going to deny my parole,

then go home congratulating yourselves on making the world a safer place.

But what you minimum wage pencil dicks can't possibly understand ,

is that however repulsive you seem to think I am ,

that the darkness swallowing this country whole

and coming for you and your half-breed families

is a million fucking times worse.

-We're done here, Mr. Watts. -Go fuck yourself, Ted .

Oh , and , Sheryl ,

you be sure to give little Shoshanna Golden a big kiss from her Aryan uncle

'cause you know I'm gonna be thinking about her. (CH UCKLES)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(WH IMPERI NG)

MAN : The pain is only psychological.

(GASPI NG)

(BREATH ES H EAVI LY)

(SH IVERI NG)

(DOOR CLANGS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Sheriff's giving you five minutes.

You finally got to visit me in jail , huh?

Better late than never.

(CH UCKLES)

-I didn't do this. -I know.

Do you have any idea who did?

Not yet.

I don't know if you'll make bail , but I can use my house as collateral if you do.

Thanks.

How's Job?

They did a real number on him .

He'll be okay.

How about you?

(EXHALES DEEPLY) I really need to get the fuck out of here.

Hello, Ted .

-(SIG HS) How is he? -Innocent and Brock knows it.

Well , the evidence says otherwise and the sheriff has to follow up.

You got something for me?

I did . It can wait.

No, I need the distraction .

It's the details of a drug processing and distribution facility.

Proctor's?

Mmm-hmm .

Thank you , Bunker.

Be careful , Mrs. Hopewell .

-(DOOR CLOSES) -(ENG I N E STARTS)

(I N DISTI NCT RADIO CHATTER)

You just made bail .

I didn't kill her.

Maybe you did , maybe you didn't. Either way.

What the hell is this? Get away from there ! Proctor, what the hell are you doing?

I posted the prisoner's bail .

-Bail? This is bullshit. -Hood is coming with me.

-The hell he is. -Let him in .

-No. -Get out of my way, Brock!

-BROCK: Not gonna happen . -I'm the fucking mayor!

-And I'm the fucking sheriff! -Get out of the fucking way.

You give me those keys, or I will shoot you .

Wow.

Everybody is so angry.

-Ma'am , you cannot be back here. -Why not? Everybody else is.

-Bunker, take this woman up front, please. -Stay put, Bunker.

Special Agent Veronica Dawson .

Violent Crimes.

Yeah , that always seems to suck the air right out of the room .

I take it you're Sheriff Lotus.

-And you are? -Kai Proctor.

Mr. Proctor, I am truly sorry for your loss.

Let's go, Proctor.

-I got this. -Get your fucking hands off me !

AG ENT DAWSON : I got this, Sheriff.

Mr. Proctor, I can only imagine

how frustrated you must be with how things have been handled .

But this is my investigation now.

And while I've got a little bit of lost time to make up for,

I can assure you I'm a quick study and I plan to get to the bottom of things.

Do me a favor, give me some time to sort things through ,

and as soon as I do, you'll be the first to know.

You have 24 hours.

Then what happens?

What a fun group.

(BREATH I NG SHAKI LY)

(WH IMPERI NG)

Shh .

(WH IMPERI NG)

Do you think she's pretty?

I think he'll be happy.

(WH IMPERI NG)

(G ROANS)

(SIG HS)

Lucas Hood .

Onetime sheriff.

Part-time mountain man.

And now the primary suspect in three homicides.

It's a hell of a résumé.

Sheriff Lotus told me you don 't talk much.

Well, maybe Ijust don 't talk to him much.

He also told me about Deputy Kelly.

You two were a couple at the time of her death?

God , losing a deputy and a lover in one fell swoop.

That must have been tough .

I've been there.

My husband Paul .

He was leading a tactical operation .

Some low-level terrorist we could lean on to get us some bigger fish .

By the book, breach and arrest.

He had the perp facedown and zip-tied

when in walks the guy's 1 3-year-old nephew holding a G LOCK 9.

Paul could have dropped him in a heartbeat. I mean , who can't outshoot a kid , right?

But instead , he tried to talk him down .

I guess that kid didn't feel like talking .

He shot Paul in the neck. Killed him instantly.

You've been doing this a while.

(CH UCKLES) Long enough .

Long enough to know that the fake husband story

is not gonna work on someone like me.

So, either you think I'm an idiot, or you wanted me to call you on it.

What, so, that I would feel like I'm in control?

Seeing as we both know that's not true,

why don't you cut the bullshit and ask me what you want to ask?

Okay.

Did you kill Rebecca Bowman?

No.

Well , that was easy.

-I so appreciate your cooperation , Mr. Hood . -You're welcome.

I'm sure we'll meet again .

I'm guessing you don't have a lot of pals down at the Bureau .

-You know a lot about the FBI , do you? -No, not really.

But I know a little something about burnouts.

Yeah , I'll bet you do.

-He didn't do it. -Really? You decided that in five minutes?

No, I decided that in about two.

-(SCOFFS) The evidence. . . -The evidence is shit and you know it.

The evidence isn't shit.

It's circumstantial .

(SIG HS) I'll cut him loose.

-Not yet. -Why?

Because the minute we release him ,

Hood's gonna try to find Bowman's killer on his own .

And I'd like a little bit of a head start.

For the record , I also knew that your husband story was bullshit.

H mm .

(I NAU DI BLE)

(CELL PHON E VI BRATI NG)

Did you know that Proctor was in the drug business with your old crew?

What are you talking about?

There are neo-Nazis crawling all over his warehouse.

-How do you know that? -I'm looking at them right now.

Kurt, did you know?

If I knew, I would have said something to you .

Look, we need to take a step back and figure things out. This changes things.

-Not for me, it doesn't. -Carrie...

Carr...

(SIG HS)

Why didn't you tell me?

I wanted the new facility to be a surprise.

When will it be operational?

KAI : The end of this week, maybe a little sooner.

We can run double shifts, triple the output in the first month .

I'll hire a new foreman to oversee...

Rebecca, the Brotherhood will be managing this operation .

What?

-Yeah . -Why?

They can provide the distance and the insulation I require as mayor.

-This should be mine. -No, I know. But you have to trust me on this.

I have something much bigger planned for you .

(LAUG HS) Yes, your big plan .

Meanwhile, nothing is happening

and you're handing over our business to Nazis?

I know that's how it looks to you , but I promise this is what's best for us.

No, this is what's best for you .

And that's all you've ever really cared about.

-I wish you'd stop treating me like a child . -I will when you stop acting like one.

(SCOFFS)

When you were my age, you were already running things.

-There was no one holding you back. -There was no one protecting me either.

-I don't need your protection . -Yes, you do !

This is a dangerous business.

I'm fucking dangerous !

You have no idea how dangerous I am .

CARRI E: Oh . Grandma means well , honey. I think she's just worried about you .

You're just gonna have to give her a chance.

(KEYS JANG LI NG)

Well , could you at least pretend for Max?

'Cause I need you to set a good example, that's why.

(CLATTERI NG)

Honey, hold on .

(WH ISPERS) Job?

(CLATTERI NG CONTI N U ES)

Deva, I'm gonna call you right back.

(METAL CLANG I NG)

(TH U D)

-Fuck, Job ! -(GASPS) Fuck!

I almost shot you .

(BREATH ES H EAVI LY)

-Imagine my fucking relief. -You shouldn't even be out of bed .

And you shouldn't be storing your AKs next to your Ann Taylor.

-How'd you get in there? -It's a motherfucking tumbler.

You have enough firepower in here to start a war.

Not start one.

J ust finish it.

(WAI LI NG)

Amen . Evil from us deliver but...

ALL: Us against trespass.

Who those forgive we as...

ALL: Heaven in is it as Earth on ...

Name Thy be hallowed .

Heaven in art Who,

Father our...

Hot date?

-You should really get some sleep. -That would require me closing my eyes.

It's gonna take time, Job.

Fuck this. I'm coming with you .

-That's a bad idea. -No, it's the worst motherfucking idea ever.

You're not coming .

Not you or nobody get to tell me what to do anymore.

You are not leaving me in this motherfucking house alone.

J ust don't. . . (STUTTERS)

Don't leave me.

You're staying in the car.

You're gonna need someone to watch your back.

-You're gonna need somebody. . . -I'm serious.

Fine.

(SIG HS)

(MUSIC PLAYI NG)

Got your message. What happened?

-Have a drink. -Come on , man .

I dropped everything 'cause I thought you were in trouble here.

Shit, I need to get back to Proctor's...

Fuck Proctor.

Now, sit down , and show me some goddamn respect.

No, no, don't be a fucking pussy. Okay?

There you go.

Drink.

You all right, man?

Watts should have never made a deal with Proctor.

He's so busy chasing his own retirement plan ,

that he's abandoned

everything that we've been fighting for all these years.

H mm .

He may be blinded by Proctor's money,

but I'm not.

And I'm not gonna keep my mouth shut anymore.

Calvin , you're drunk, buddy.

-Whatever you're thinking . . . -No. No.

I'm done thinking , Joe.

I'm done being Watts' bitch .

It's time for me to man the fuck up.

(EXHALES)

Watts has to fucking go.

H IG HTOWER: We've been at this for months, Job.

You must be getting tired.

Let's change the mood, shall we?

-(MUSIC BLARI NG) -(G RU NTS)

(SCREAMI NG)

CARRI E: Job.

Job. Job.

(GASPS)

-You okay? -I'm fine.

How about you?

-(G U N COCKS) -I'm fine.

Yeah , you look fucking fine.

Not now.

J ust in case I do have to drive home alone,

you want to tell me what this is really about?

Why are you doing this?

H mm?

Do you think all this Catwoman bullshit

is what he would have wanted?

Stay in the car.

(DOOR CLOSES)

MAN 1 : Hey, what did he say? MAN 2: He said you're gonna die.

(CH UCKLES)

Oh , what the hell is this?

Hey, this is private property.

Who the fuck are you?

I asked you a question .

Are you deaf, you stupid bitch?

(MAN CH UCKLES)

No, I hear you loud and clear,

bitch .

Shit!

(MAN G RU NTS)

-(G U NSHOT) -(MAN SCREAMS)

(G ROANS)

(YELLS)

(METAL CLANGS)

(G RU NTS)

(G RU NTI NG)

(GASPS)

(G RU NTS)

(BREATH TREMBLI NG)

Come on back, bitch . Come on .

(COUG H I NG)

(GASPS)

(BREATH I NG H EAVI LY)

Come on .

(SHOUTS)

(SCREAMS)

(SHOUTS)

(SCREAMI NG)

Bitch . Bitch , move. Move !

Run !

(PANTI NG)

-So, how'd that go? -(ENG I N E STARTS)

Like clockwork.

(TI RES SCREECH I NG)

(GATE BUZZES)

MAN ON PA: Unlock gate 13.

See you again real soon there, convict.

And you fuck your mama, Larry.

(GATE BUZZES)

(I N DISTI NCT TALKI NG ON PA)

You my ride?

N ice car. Them Krauts always done it best.

We headed to Banshee?

Mr. Proctor would like to see you at your earliest convenience.

Well , then what the hell are we waiting for?

(CAR ENG I N E STARTS)

(TI RES SCREECH I NG)

(COUG H I NG)

-Fuck. -FBI , skeezy fuckers.

Put the pipe down . What are you doing?

Get the fuck out of here. Go.

(EXHALES)

(CELL PHON E VI BRATI NG)

(CLEARS TH ROAT) Dawson .

On my way.

-(I N DISTI NCT TALKI NG) -(CAMERA SH UTTER CLICKI NG)

BROCK: Raven , this is Agent Dawson from the FBI .

Yeah , what do we got?

BI LLY: Coroner estimated she was killed

nine or 1 0 hours ago based on body temp and lividity.

-MO is the same? -Yeah .

Attractive female, 1 8 to 24.

Son of a bitch cut her heart out, too.

Cut isn't surgical , but it is precise.

He's in a safe place when he does this.

Takes his time.

Defensive wounds?

Ligature marks, just like the other victims.

She was tied up. Some kind of rope, heavy braiding .

Enough to bruise like this?

She was bound for a while. He doesn't kill them right away.

No signs of sexual abuse.

No, he doesn't see them sexually.

Right here. He drugged her.

J ust like the others. Butchered her alive.

Got an I D?

No, nothing yet.

AG ENT DAWSON : What'd the witness say?

BI LLY: Caught a glimpse of someone dragging the body

into the woods just after 5: 00 a. m .

And why the hell did they wait four hours to call it in?

Because his mommy thought he was making it up.

What's the kid's name?

-BI LLY: Tocho. -Tocho.

Let's cover her up.

Make sure the coroner gets all those notes, yeah?

Are you Tocho?

Is that you?

Can you tell me what you saw?

H uh?

Was it a man or a woman , huh?

-Young or old? -Come on , that's enough .

No more questions, huh? Come on , Tocho.

MAGG I E: Okay, I'm gonna finish cutting this for you and you're gonna eat all of it.

-And then treats. -HAN K: Okay.

MAGG I E: But the vegetables, too.

-Okay? -HAN K: Okay.

MAGG I E: Promise? HAN K: Yeah .

MAGG I E: How are the potatoes?

Dry.

I'm sorry. I must have overcooked them .

(DOORBELL RI NGS)

Stay here.

-What the fuck? -It's nice to see you , too, Calvin .

And , yes, I'd love to come inside.

Do I smell Magpie's cooking?

-How did you get out? -(CH UCKLES) It's a hell of a story.

Maybe I'll tell it to you sometime.

Daddy.

-You're out? -Good news, baby.

I've been rehabilitated .

(KISSES)

And who might you be?

U h . . . Hank, this is your grandfather.

You just call me Papa, sweetheart.

U h , okay, we're gonna go up and take a bath now.

You know what? Fuck a man's heart.

You want love, go right to his stomach .

(TH U N DER RUMBLI NG)

Congratulations. You're not a serial killer.

I'll need you to fill out some paperwork.

(RAI N PATTERI NG)

(TH U N DER CRASH ES)

(TH U N DER CRASH I NG)

(G LASS SHATTERS)

AG ENT DAWSON : Need a ride?

You don't seem like the type to hold a grudge.

You kept me locked up.

I just got here. Had to get my bearings.

I'm glad I could help.

You knew I was innocent.

I think innocent might be a bit of a stretch , don't you?

Yeah , fuck you .

Hey, you're welcome for that alibi , by the way.

Look, Hood , I know where you live. It's a long walk to that cabin of yours.

I need a drink.

You definitely need a drink.

(ENG I N E STARTS)

(RAN DALL SI NG I NG I N OTH ER LANG UAG E)

(MUSIC PLAYI NG)