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.
Lucas
Well, maybe I just 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. [Sighs] 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 13-year-old nephew holding a Glock 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.
Lucas
You've been doing this a while.
Lucas
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?
Lucas
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?
Lucas
No.
Well, that was easy. I so appreciate your cooperation, Mr. Hood.
Lucas
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?
Lucas
No, not really. But I know a little something about burnouts.
Yeah, I'll bet you do. [Leaves room] He didn't do it.
Really? You decided that in five minutes?
No, I decided that in about two. [Brock scoffs] The evidence... The evidence is shit and you know it.
The evidence isn't shit. It's circumstantial. I'll cut him loose.
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.
[Spots Lucas at the gate of Carrie's residence] Well, look who got out of jail... again. [Opens gate for Lucas]
Lucas
So how you doing? You look better.
Yeah, I'm a real fashion plate. How about you?
Lucas
What about me?
I hear you went native while I was away.
Lucas
[Sighs] Yeah. That's one way of putting it.
Lucas
Listen, Job, I tried to find you. We all did. After Dalton was dead...
You mean after you killed him.
Lucas
I thought you were dead. I believed it. And then something... something inside me, it just... I gave up. I'm sorry.
Well, it could have been worse. Could have been 15 years. You never put that shit on me.
Lucas
Rabbit fսckеd us.
Yes, he did. On my watch. Baby, all our bullshit... that's all in the past. You and me, we ain't ever getting that time back. So... what you really need to worry about is what's happening in the here and now.
Lucas
What do you mean?
Our little friend is building a fortress and she is armed to the teeth. For what? Seems she feels the only way to honor her dead husband is to finish his war on Proctor herself.
Lucas
[Brock gets into patrol vehicle and Lucas surprises him from the backseat] Hey.
Lucas
Afternoon, sheriff.
You have any idea how many laws you just broke?
Lucas
You gonna arrest me again?
If you came looking for an apology, you're not gonna get one.
Lucas
You know I wouldn't do the same thing. You would have shot me.
[Chuckles] Yeah, maybe. What... What do you want?
Lucas
Heard there was another girl.
Yeah, 20-year-old college student.
Lucas
Any leads?
Other than a six-year-old witness who can barely speak English, no. Nothing. You're not gonna stay out of this, are you? You know, I got to ask, you really didn't know she was pregnant?
Lucas
No.
Must have been quite a shock. I'm sorry, Hood.
Shower's all yours. [holds out narcotic smoking pipe] Help yourself.
Lucas
Not really my thing.
You know, I started out in undercover. Pretty white chicks have to go a little bit further to prove themselves. So it was either fսck 'em or smoke their shit. Sometimes it was both.
Lucas
You don't have to explain yourself to me.
[Sighs] I've been meaning to kick it. But when you spend your days up to your neck in this shit, sometimes I got to get out of my own head.
Lucas
Do I need to worry about you?
No. Might be nice if you did. Wow, you, my friend, have some intimacy issues.
Lucas
Thanks for letting me crash. [Walks out]
Could have shared the bed. Just saying.
What is it with this fսcking town? Can't we go one week without some mοtherfսcking army shooting at us?
Lucas
Seems like you handled it fine.
That's because it's already become a mοtherfսcking habit.
Lucas
Thank you.
Baby, there's a whole world out there.
Lucas
So they tell me. [To Carrie] What the fսck happened here?
[In hushed voice] Proctor.
Lucas
What are you doing messing with him?
Are you kidding me? You don't get to walk into my life every few years and question me.
Lucas
Hey, hey, Deva could have been fսcking killed.
Lucas
Come on, Ana.
[Shoves him] Get the fսck out of here! Who the fսck do you think you are saying that shit to me?! Do you think I don't know what could have happened there?! You think I don't know what... [Lucas hugs her tightly with her crying]
Lucas
Shh. Hey, hey, stop. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
[Lucas is in bathroom washing off blood]
Well, I should have known better than to let you go off like that. How'd your forensics team do? They found some skin samples. Probably gonna match Proctor's.
Lucas
It turns out it wasn't actually him. It was Burton.
Lucas
Yeah. Guy with the glasses. His butler or whatever.
The butler did it? [Chuckles and walks into washroom] Seriously? Well, I should probably go arrest this butler Burton, no? [Lucas stares at her in an informal look of factual correction] Right. Should have guessed. Then I guess my job here is done.
Lucas
Yeah, me, too. Me, too. It's about time I moved on. It's been time a couple of times, actually.
[Puts hand on his shoulders] Well, if you're ever in D.C... look me up.
Lucas
I will. [She kisses him and walks away]
[Lucas, Job and Sugar are The Forge bar]
It's gonna be mighty quiet around here.
Don't even pretend like you're gonna miss me.
Lucas
You know, I think I'm actually gonna miss this place.
I know I'm not. Sugar, it's been a thin slice of heaven.
I know you don't mean that.
Damn right. Every time I try to get out of this mοtherfսck¡ng place, some shit goes down and I get stuck in it. I'm getting while the getting's good. But before I do... figured I'd pay my tab.
[Opens duffel bag full of cash] Where the hell did you get this?
Now, you know better than to ask. Point is, you spent your retirement fund getting me out. Well, you're too old to be slinging drinks, so... Thank you. You know how to reach me?
[Scoffs] No one knows how to reach you.
Lucas
Yeah, I do.
[Opens door] This is where I leave you. Banshee, Pennsylvania... Suck my tit! [Leaves and shuts door]
I was just remembering the first time you walked in here. I never could have imagined. You know, some might say you weren't all that bad at that whole sheriff thing.
Lucas Hood
Yeah, and other people might say I was the worst fucking thing that ever happened to this town.
Putting that badge on the way you did, I never thought you'd be walking out of here on your own two feet.
Lucas Hood
Neither did I. You know, I probably wouldn't if it wasn't for you.
You know you hid up on that mountain because you felt the need to atone for something. And for all we know, you'd still be there if Brock hadn't come and pulled you down. We are cons. We're made to believe that you pay for your sins by getting locked up. But maybe the way to redemption isn't hiding on the mountain. Maybe it's about choosing another road down here with the rest of us.
Lucas Hood
Maybe.
The past has kept you locked up long enough. Today there's really only one question left to ask yourself. What are you going to do now?