RRandall
Ted, Sheryl, and Martin. How y'all doing this morning?
TTed
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.
RRandall
Yeah, we've all met.
TTed
Today is your... sixth appearance before this board of parole.
RRandall
If you say so, Teddy. I've lost count. Sheryl, I see you finally had that baby.
RRandall
I hope you and Mr. Golden picked out a nice Anglo name.
TTed
Mr. Watts, I suggest you take this hearing seriously.
RRandall
What about the kike sitting next to you? You think she's taking this seriously?
RRandall
Shut the fսck up, Martin.
RRandall
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 fսcking times worse.
TTed
We're done here, Mr. Watts.
RRandall
Go fսck 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. [Chuckles and leaves]
Sheriff's giving you five minutes.
You finally get to visit me in jail, huh?
[Chuckles] I didn't do this.
I know. Do you have any idea who did?
I don't know if you'll make bail, but I can use my house as collateral if you do.
They did a real number on him.
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 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.
You've been doing this a while.
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?
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. [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.
[Job wakes up from flashback nightmare]
Yeah, you look fսcking fine.
Just in case I do have to drive home alone, you want to tell me what this is really about? Why are you doing this? Hmm? Do you think all this... Catwoman bullshit is what he would have wanted?
M1Man 1
Hey, what did he say?
M2Man 2
He said you're gonna die. [Carrie walks up to three men at back of truck and he laughs] Oh, what the hell is this? Hey, this is private property. Who the fսck are you? I asked you a question. Are you deaf, you stupid bitch?
No, I hear you loud and clear... bitch. [Starts up flamethrower]
MMan
Shit! [Men flee and Carrie torches truck cargo and then proceeds to torch pill production facility]
[Spots Lucas at the gate of Carrie's residence] Well, look who got out of jail... again. [Opens gate for Lucas]
So how you doing? You look better.
Yeah, I'm a real fashion plate. How about you?
I hear you went native while I was away.
[Sighs] Yeah. That's one way of putting it.
Listen, Job, I tried to find you. We all did. After Dalton was dead...
You mean after you killed him.
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.
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.
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.
[To Burton driving him] Mr. Watts has made provisions to keep all five facilities running around the clock. I'll need you to keep an eye on things. I don't trust him. If I don't deliver on my promise to the Colombians, Watts is gonna be the least of our problems. [Spots crowd at city hall] Stop the car. Stop the car! [Burton parks vehicle]
RReporters
[Kai walks to crowd of Amish] Excuse me, Mr. Mayor? Mayor Proctor, why are offices holding on with Rebecca Bowman's body?
What the hell are you doing, Miriam?!
MMiriam
We want her back, Kai! You can't keep her like this!
Rebecca wasn't the only girl who was killed!
MMiriam
She's the only one we need to bury!
EElijah
It's not right keeping her body like that! It's disrespectful!
I'm gonna give you two minutes to get these men out of here!
EElijah
We will not leave without Rebecca.
You lost all rights to Rebecca when you shunned her! If you don't leave right now, I'm gonna have you dragged away and put into jail.
EElijah
We are not scared of you anymore, Kai. There's nothing else you can do to us.
I wouldn't be so sure about that. [Turns to walk into city hall]
RReporters
Mr. Mayor? Mayor Proctor...
[Turns speaking Amish to crowd] Go home! All of you! Get out, now! Or you will all go to jail! Go away! [Lunges at crowd with Burton thwarting him]
BBurton
Sir, sir. We should go inside.
[Walking into city hall to Stacy] I want these steps cleared right now! You understand?!
SStacy
They have a permit.
[Brock gets into patrol vehicle and Lucas surprises him from the backseat] Hey.
You have any idea how many laws you just broke?
You gonna arrest me again?
If you came looking for an apology, you're not gonna get one.
You know I wouldn't do the same thing. You would have shot me.
[Chuckles] Yeah, maybe. What... What do you want?
Heard there was another girl.
Yeah, 20-year-old college student.
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?
Must have been quite a shock. I'm sorry, Hood.
PSPolice station desk sergeant
Sheriff Lotus is in a meeting. Can I help you?
GGail
I have information he needs to hear.
[Approaches] Can I help you, ma'am?
GGail
He wants you to know he won't stop. Taking those girls was just the beginning.
GGail
He wants you to see. You will all see. [Starts dousing herself in gasoline]
What the hell are you doing? Don't! No! Don't do it! [Woman lights herself up]
Shower's all yours. [holds out narcotic smoking pipe] Help yourself.
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.
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.
Do I need to worry about you?
No. Might be nice if you did. Wow, you, my friend, have some intimacy issues.
Thanks for letting me crash. [Walks out]
Could have shared the bed. Just saying.
[Enters room] Burning the midnight oil, I see. This is not the place to talk business, Calvin.
CCalvin
That's fine because we no longer have any business to discuss. The Brotherhood no longer works for you.
Well, that's unfortunate.
CCalvin
Not from where I'm sitting. I can't help but wonder what Watts will think about this. Well, why don't we ask him? [Produces Randall's severed head and places it on desk] What do you think, Randall? Seems the cat got Watts's tongue.
CCalvin
Yeah. I thought you'd like that. [Sighs] So here's how it's gonna work. Everything that's yours is now ours. Warehouses, shipments, buyers, I fսcking want all of it. You can go quietly or you can go bloody, but either way you are gone. [Chuckles] You can keep the head as a souvenir.
What is it with this fսcking town? Can't we go one week without some mοtherfսcking army shooting at us?
Seems like you handled it fine.
That's because it's already become a mοtherfսcking habit.
Baby, there's a whole world out there.
So they tell me. [To Carrie] What the fսck happened here?
[In hushed voice] Proctor.
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.
Hey, hey, Deva could have been fսcking killed.
[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]
Shh. Hey, hey, stop. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
KKim
Hello. Can I help you?
KKim
Yes. [Seated at table with Veronica] My parents were the ones that called the police. I was 15, Declan, he was 25. I was a quiet girl. You know, I didn't have many friends in school. Always the kid in the back row. Nobody really paid any attention to me. And then I met Declan. He told me I was beautiful and I could tell he meant it. I had never even been kissed before and here was this handsome older guy falling head over heels in love with me. And I understand now that I was young and impressionable and he manipulated me, but, you know... I still think he loved me and I know I loved him. So what happened? My dad found out. He wanted to go after Declan with a tire iron, but my mother convinced him to call the police instead. [Chuckles] Oh, I cried for days.
And the sеx? Was it perverse in any way?
KKim
It was intense, but, no, I wouldn't say it was perverse. Is Declan in some kind of trouble?
He's a person of interest. When was the last time you spoke to him?
KKim
The night he was arrested. After that, I never saw him again.
...
[Gets into her vehicle and makes a phone call]
Hey, it's Veronica. You disappeared on me this morning. But, anyway, I tracked down our statutory rape victim. She said all the right things, but my bullshit meter is ringing. Anyway, I'm going back to the hotel, so call me and I'll fill you in on my... [Kim appears at Veronica's window and smashes it]
...
[Wakes up hanging tied from ceiling in Declan's dungeon club] Oh, shit.
DDeclan
[Appears] I heard you were looking for me.
Senor Loera. Good to see you again.
LLoera
I must admit I'm a little surprised that you were able to pull this off.
I don't promise what I can't deliver. Bring it up.
LLoera
Show me. Hi. [Truck door opens to reveal Carrie with three dead goons and the mafiosos all cock and aim their guns]
As long as we all whipping our shit out... [Camera reveals Job on top of Truck aiming his M60 gun at them] Emilio Loera, I take it?
LLoera
Who the fսck are you?
LLoera
You know my name, so you know who I am. Which means you know what kind of a mistake it would be to try to steal from me, right?
I wouldn't dream of stealing from you. No, I came here to provide you with a valuable service.
LLoera
Oh, yeah? Which is what?
I came to show you that Mr. Proctor was mistaken when he told you that Banshee was a safe place for you to set up your manufacturing. Very mistaken. I mean, if he had it so locked down, how did I steal this truck full of all these drսg?
[Raises gun] I'm gonna fսcking slit your throat.
LLoera
[Raises hand] Stop. [To Carrie] I suppose you have some fee in mind for this service.
No. Sometimes a service is its own reward. Just let my friend and me walk away right now and we'll call it even.
LLoera
[Laughs] Start walking.
You're not just gonna let her walk out of here?
LLoera
[Raises hand] Shut up. Hey, Miss Nobody. Did you really think that I was gonna let you leave?
No, actually, I didn't. [A rocket propelled grenade fired by Brock flies into truck and detonates it entirely]
[Lowers down PSRL-1 rocket launcher] That's right. Someone just blew up your fսcking drսg. [Job and Carrie run to Mercedes vehicle, drive it to pick up Brock]
Thanks. You know, you really need to stop doing this shit.
I'm serious. It's become like a bad habit with you.
I've heard that shit before. This is a very nice car.
BBurton
[To Kai] Ev... Everything I did... [Gasps] ...I did for you.
FRFlashback Rebecca
[On table] Untie me! Untie me, you son of a bitch!
FBFlashback Burton
[Sitting with hood obscuring eye] You're ruining him. I can't let that happen anymore.
FRFlashback Rebecca
He loves me! You... You don't understand! Don't do this!
FBFlashback Burton
He doesn't see you... but I do. [Leans into Rebecca with hood off] I... SEE... YOU...!
FRFlashback Rebecca
Burton, please!
FBFlashback Burton
[Voiceover yelling] I see you!
BBurton
[Repeatedly] I'm sorry.
It's okay. It's all right, Burton. It's all right. [Snaps Burton's neck]
[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.
It turns out it wasn't actually him. It was Burton.
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.
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.
I will. [She kisses him and walks away]
