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What's that?
- It's a driver's license.
First name, Waldo.
Last name, Truth.
Just put that bag
back in the wall
and forget about it.
I didn't say
it was in the wall.
That your
son the marshal
came to see you?
Why?
Because I heard about
a bag like that
once before.
Well, what brings you
to Harlan County?
Boyd Crowder.
I need a little
outside help,
someone I can trust.
This is a job
interview now?
It's a job.
Oh, my God.
Is this real?
It's from a church.
Got some religious screed
on the other side.
Now, I see a lot of
new faces here today.
How about you?
Yes, you.
***.
Yeah.
We're getting
good at that.
Getting?
You ever hear
the expression
"A woman needs a reason.
All a man needs is a place"?
I would argue
that everyone
needs a place.
I might argue that
you're missing the point.
No, I...
I think I understand.
Oh, I'm afraid
I have to stop you
right there, cowboy,
not that I don't
appreciate the thought.
Where are you going?
Well, I know
it's not as pressing
as catching a fugitive,
but a bar without ***
is a sad place.
I'll do it.
You want to handle
the bar deliveries?
How hard
could it be, huh?
Hmm.
I know you weren't
trying to be insulting,
so I'm just gonna
let that one slide.
I want you
to stay right there,
just like that.
Whatever it is,
go ahead and bring
it on in. I'll sign for it.
Oh, I ain't
got a delivery.
In that case,
sorry, buddy.
We are closed.
Oh, that's cool.
I'm just gonna
get myself a beer.
That's funny.
I thought I just said...
You work here?
Actually, no.
But you're
taking deliveries.
Just trying to do
a favor for a friend.
That must be
one hell of a friend.
She is.
Mmm-hmm.
I get it.
Is that the blonde
or the brunette?
Is that why
you're here?
Man, maybe I'm
just here for a beer.
Don't be embarrassed.
That's why most guys
come here.
Who are you, man?
I'm Raylan.
I'm the guy telling you
it's time to go.
Oh, you think
you could make me?
Really?
I'm probably gonna
walk out that door,
but, if I don't,
do you think
you could make me?
I don't know,
and I'd rather
not find out.
Okay, man.
It's cool.
I'm just
messing with you.
Oh, okay.
Uh-uh.
Why would I order two more
cases of that ***?
I got three I can't
move as it is.
Go on.
Get it out of here.
Hey,
tell Shelly to call me
when she gets in.
What happened
to you last night?
It's bad enough
you're shooting
the customers.
Then you no-show?
Sorry.
I wasn't feeling well.
You're not leaving me
with a lot of options here,
Ellen May.
I lied, Ava.
I was feeling fine.
Actually, I never felt
better in my whole life.
I wrote this down so I...
So I wouldn't forget.
"My soul finds
rest in god alone.
"My salvation
comes from him."
That's from
palms, number 62.
You mean Psalms.
Oh.
You found God?
That's what this is?
I need to
save my soul, Ava,
before it's too late.
I saved your soul.
Remember?
Not God or Jesus Christ,
me and my shotgun.
I know.
Uh, that's why I'm here.
I was just gonna leave,
but I wanted to come
and return the favor.
Excuse me?
See, Billy says
it's never too late
to live a righteous life.
"Billy says," huh?
Uh-huh.
He says that
we control our destiny,
and God
will forgive us
if we just...
If we just
change our ways.
You're a ***,
Ellen May.
And if that ain't enough,
you and me, we killed a man.
We dumped his body
down a mine shaft
without ceremony.
There ain't no salvation
for people like us.
Johnny, stay.
We're just about done.
Come here.
You will be
back at work tonight,
or you won't
ever set foot in
this place again.
We clear?
Yeah?
Yeah.
Pappy Van Winkle.
Holy ***.
What's the occasion?
Well, from what
I understand, you're
about to have a birthday.
Actually,
I turned 56
last Thursday.
Well, there you go.
Happy belated birthday.
You didn't
know that, huh?
Have a seat.
I appreciate the gesture.
It's nothing.
How's Leslie?
Oh, she's good.
Talking about buying
an airstream now.
Could be fun.
Oh, yeah.
Lots of time together
in a close space,
that'd be good
for the marriage.
How's life
in Bowling Green?
More arrests than
any office our size,
under budget every year,
almost no incidences.
Of course you
don't have any incidences.
'Cause all your fugitives
are ***.
A fugitive is a fugitive.
***.
I bet I got marshals
that are more trouble
than your fugitives.
Come on, Art.
No, you came here
about the job, right?
You need to
hear about this.
I got a young kid here,
decorated sniper
in Iraq war,
army ranger,
I don't know
how many kills he had,
always looking to
kill somebody else,
probably got PTSD,
probably an alcoholic.
Not a matter of
if that powder keg is
gonna blow but when.
I got a lady
marshal here.
Brought in two of the top
15 fugitives to this office,
but she's always
trying to prove herself.
I thought she was
gonna be the one that
would take this office over
after I got ready
to retire, but now
she's left her husband.
So, it's gonna be fun
to monitor her emotional
state over the next year
see if she can
keep it together.
Then I got a local boy,
born in Harlan County,
been investigated
so many times
Internal Affairs has
got him on speed dial.
Father's in prison
for murdering two people,
including a state trooper,
and his daddy
killed somebody else
last night in prison,
and I get to be the one
to tell him about it.
Unless you'd like to
stick around and do it.
I mean, the key to it's
just to talk about it
like you're talking
about the weather.
Don't get all
emotional and ***.
That's a $200
bottle of bourbon, Art.
I intend to enjoy
every drop of it, Patrick.
Thanks for stopping by.
When?
Last night.
Right after lockdown.
He's been questioned?
Apparently, he didn't
have much to say.
Who did he kill, again?
Sam Porter.
Dixie mafia thug,
served eight years
of a 10-year stint
for attempted ***,
trustee with the prison.
I know this dude.
You do?
He was in the
room last night
when I showed
Arlo the bag.
What bag?
The bag I showed him
last night.
Raylan, on a scale
from one to a *** load,
how much do you need
to tell me right now?
So, Arlo didn't
say anything about
the ID or the bag?
Just got him
to admit he knew
it was hidden in the wall.
Why would your
father do that?
Why would he hide
a Panamanian diplomatic bag
in the wall
or *** someone
for just laying eyes on it?
Either. Both.
You could ask him.
I get the feeling he
ain't gonna say much.
Well, then, maybe
we need to ask him.
Waldo Truth.
It could be
a coincidence.
One dealer gets turned,
I might buy that.
But a dealer and a ***?
No, that feels like we got
a target on our backs.
Did Ellen May
say how she came
to be acquainted
with our new friend,
preacher Billy?
No.
But whatever
he said to her,
she is mighty convinced.
Why don't we
take a drive over there
and see what this
kid's got to say?
This church
is a nuisance
and nothing more.
I can go alone
if you want.
What I want is
for you to find out
why our sales
have dropped off.
Like I asked you
to do, Johnny.
This church is the reason.
People in Harlan County
still party on Friday
and Saturday night
and get saved
on Sunday morning.
Now, is there anything
else you want to discuss,
or are you good?
Johnny?
I'm good.
Little rough on him.
Nuisance or worse,
it's not a bad idea
going down there to see what
this church is all about.
I don't like churches, Ava.
Okay.
Close that door.
Extortion,
evading arrest,
assault with
deadly weapon,
grand theft auto,
extortion count two,
D&D, B&E, DMZ...
DMZ?
Making sure you're
still paying attention.
All that just
for one family?
No, that's actually
all just Jud Truth,
Waldo's oldest,
but the rest of them are
all similarly decorated.
Grandson Milo is 13.
He spent three months
in juvie last year for
*** on a cop.
Jesus.
Are you sure you
want to go with us, Art?
He's got a point, boss.
I mean, hell,
their dog's in the pound.
You know
the best barbecue
I ever had was in Versailles?
That's where Waldo is.
I don't want to miss
out on that brisket.
Why don't you tell us
why you're going? Hmm?
Of all the fugitives
that have come across
our desk of late,
why you got to
go on this one?
Because for 30 years,
this office
dropped the ball
on apprehending
a federal fugitive
that was collecting
a draw check.
And I, personally,
want to be the one to
cross that off the books.
Is that what it is?
That's what it is.
And also that mystery-bag
thing's giving me a little
bit of a marshal ***.
That's a nice image.
Any other questions
or concerns here?
Are you driving?
No. Boss doesn't drive,
unless he wants to,
and I don't want to.
But we are gonna
stop for lunch before
we get to the Truths'
in case you shoot one of them.
Then we won't get to go after.
Okay.
Oh, we watch them for
a few hours every day.
Allow their parents
to go to job interviews,
run a few errands,
take a few minutes alone,
if that's what they need.
Oh, that's so nice of you.
Yeah, well,
we, ourselves, believe
that what we're doing is
just a drop in the ocean,
but the ocean will be less
because of that missing drop.
I'm Cassie.
Oh, um...
I'm Ellen May.
Yeah.
I remember you
from last night.
Is there something
we can do for you?
I was hoping...
Is Billy around?
Mmm, I'm afraid he's busy.
Okay.
Maybe there's
something I can do.
Ah, no.
I think I just...
I just really
need to talk to Billy.
Well, you can
always try back later.
I thought I heard
your voice.
It's nice to
see you again.
I don't mean
to be a bother.
Oh, nonsense.
No, I needed the break.
Well, I'll leave
you two alone.
Ellen May.
Bye.
Surprised to see you
here again so soon.
So, what is it
I can do for you?
Um...
Well, I just...
I just wanted to say...
How much I appreciate
your taking an interest in me.
Um...
But I don't...
I don't think I can be
a part of your church.
If I may ask,
what has turned you so
quickly away from us?
Um...
Sit.
Oh, well, I know
how you said that, uh...
That god loves everybody.
Yes, he does.
And that Jesus
forgives us our sins
if we just embrace
him into our hearts.
Oh, I did some
terrible things, Billy.
Oh, Ellen May...
No, I mean...
Like unspeakable,
awful things.
Things that...
Things that nobody
could ever forgive.
It's not true.
None among us
are without sin.
The severity
of your transgressions
pales in comparison
to your commitment
to salvation,
the good you do
going forward.
"For god sent not
his son into the world
to condemn the world,
"but so that the world,
through him, might be saved."
That's real pretty.
But I thought that...
That some people
just can't be saved,
no matter what.
Who planted that
seed in your mind?
Is it those for whom you have
compromised yourself?
They done...
They done good
things for me, too.
They are trying to
shame you, Ellen May.
No.
Shame you into
believing you are
less than the beautiful,
special creature
that you are,
and they do so
out of their own
fear and greed.
Come here.
Now, listen to me.
Do you want to be
a part of this?
More than...
More than
anything in the world.
Then it will be so.
And we will shame
those who attempt to
poison your mind
with guilt and sadness,
and you will know
what true peace
and happiness can be.
Let's do this!
***, man.
Quit that ***.
Well,
stop trying to stand up,
I'll stop hitting you.
Oh, ***.
He keeps
trying to stand up.
Uh, any reason
why he shouldn't?
On my last tour,
so, they transfer me
from Iraq to Bagram
air base in Afghanistan.
Much prettier
than I expected.
Really?
Oh, man.
They got poppy fields,
got snow-capped
mountains in the wintertime.
It's beautiful.
Hey, that's an awful
nice story, but what...
It is rude to
interrupt people, Danny.
Don't you think?
Don't do that again.
Where was I?
Uh, snow-capped mountains.
Doesn't really matter.
Besides all that,
mostly the same
***, you know?
A lot of guys,
a few years in,
looking for ways to cope,
but what they can
find in Afghanistan
that they did not
find in Iraq...
***.
Really?
After a while,
I can spot a doper
from 100 yards away
just by the
hitch in his step.
So, when I spot Danny here
lurking around
Audry's place,
I take a chance.
I shake him down.
You were right.
Church ain't
your only problem.
You selling ***
in my backyard, son.
When my people
hear about this,
you two is gonna
wish you was dead.
Well, maybe I got
a death wish,
but I'd like to talk
to your people.
You got a phone number?
Hey. Address.
Frankfort.
Frankfort?
Boyd!
You got to come see this.
Now, that's
a pretty nameplate.
Well, I always feel that
this office and me have
been a pretty good fit.
Why, you nervous, Shelby?
'Cause we're
way past the point of
guilty by association.
Why don't you have a seat?
Did you have any luck
looking into that church?
Do you happen to
recall a phone conversation
we had a few months back?
I believe we had a couple
of phone conversations
a few months back.
The one where
I expressed my opinion
that we were square.
Well, now, Shelby,
I thought we were a circle.
I can't be part of your
business anymore, Boyd.
I will turn my head
as far as I can without
breaking my neck,
but this can't continue.
Well, Shelby,
don't think of this as
a nefarious interaction
so much as
a concerned citizen
reaching out to his sheriff
in an attempt to
protect the good people
of Harlan County.
Now, I believe
we might have
a cult in our midst.
If I give you this,
we're done.
No slips of the mind,
no "one more favor". Done.
Whatever you say, Shelby.
Billy and his sister
been in five cities
in three years,
each one more desperate
and beaten-down than the last.
They set up shop,
recruit locals,
preach their gospel,
and then,
after a few months,
they move along.
No trouble with the law
as far as I could find.
So Billy and his sister
move into a town
in its time of need,
chip away at the
criminal element's enterprise
till they got no choice
but to pay them off.
Harlan is far from thriving,
and folks pouring
what little they got
into drugs and ***
ain't gonna get it
back on track.
This church might
just be trying to help.
Well, you
see it your way.
I see it mine.
Thought it was supposed
to be 500 if I won,
plus a cut of the action.
You're new around here.
Folks bet less
on fights between
fighters they don't know.
Just be glad
you didn't lose.
How do I know
you ain't shorting me?
You don't.
But you came to me
looking for action,
not the other way around.
What, I got to
fight again?
You don't got to
worry about that.
Rufus don't fight.
Well, what about
that other thing?
How soon can your boys
get what I want?
Well, you got the money?
You get the cash.
I'll make the call.
Until then,
get your white-trash
*** off my property.
Rufus,
clean this *** up.
Hey!
I said, "Hey!"
You cost us money.
Sorry about that.
I don't think you are.
You're right. I'm not.
So, how's about
you make it up to us,
pay us back
out of your winnings?
Well, that ain't
gonna happen.
But I tell you what I'll do.
I'll give you
a free piece of advice.
Next time,
bet on me.
Don't fix to
wait that long.
Y'all really
want to do this?
You ain't that tough.
Besides,
there's two of us.
I thought you said
there were two of you.
Well, what
about your money?
Keep it!
Too late for that.
Please, don't!
I'm sorry!
What are you doing?
Tapping out?
There ain't no referee.
Can't breathe.
I know you
can't breathe, ***.
I got you
in a choke hold.
You know what we used
to do to boys back home
when they get tough?
We raccoon them.
You know what that is?
Now, tomorrow,
when you wake up,
you're gonna have
a couple of nice shiners
to show all your boys.
What?
Is someone here?
You were snoring.
So, no one's here.
You were
snoring real loud.
What time is it?
Why?
You got somewhere
you need to be?
I got a 6:00 Pilates class
I was hoping to make.
Well, this is
the job, Raylan.
Long as somebody
might come up
and take a draw check
out of that mailbox,
we wait.
I think he was
joking, boss.
Really? Was he?
'Cause I couldn't tell.
I'm sorry.
What are we talking about?
Where were you yesterday?
Why?
Did something happen?
No.
So, what's the problem?
You're keeping
addict hours.
You come in late,
you leave early,
you're haggard.
It's like the baby's
already been born.
I don't know what
you're talking about.
Tim?
I'd rather not
take sides.
Thank you.
Well, would you rather
do morning prisoner transport
for the next six months?
You do seem
a little tired.
No ***.
The question is, why?
The smart money
in the office pool
is on exotic dancing.
What's your money on, Art?
No. Mine's on nothing,
'cause I know that
you know that it's against
marshal service policy
for you to do
anything on the side,
exotic or otherwise.
You know what
we should have done?
We should have
brought a bottle
of Pappy Van Winkle.
You got a bottle of Pappy?
No, but Art does.
Patrick Massett
brought one by to him.
Don't change the subject.
What did he want?
He didn't want anything.
He read the announcement.
He wants Art's job.
It's why Art's probably
with us now, in fact.
Raylan.
I'm just saying,
we can talk about
it if you'd like.
Raylan.
Hmm?
That's the grandson, Milo.
No, no, no.
Don't get too close.
You'll spook him.
Let's just follow him
in the car.
***. He made us.
You see him?
I got him.
He's up there
on the right.
Help! We've got
some pervies!
Perverts! Perverts!
Help! I'm being
chased by perverts!
All right, now,
you perverts can go ahead
and stop right there.
We ain't perverts.
US marshals.
We need you to
put those guns down.
Marshals, my ***.
These perverts
was following me.
You got any proof
that you're federals?
You put the weapons down,
we'll show you some badges.
Badges?
***, I seen one badge,
I've seen a hundred of them.
You must be Jud.
That's right.
You're the one
stole the ambulance,
ran it across the county,
and then tried to
jump Benedict Creek?
You heard about that, huh?
Yeah,
I heard about that.
You know what happened
when they tried
arresting me, then.
Nope.
If you did, you'd know
you'd better get your sorry
government *** out of here.
We ain't here
for you, Jud.
You got 10 seconds.
This doesn't have
to go wrong, son.
Well, that's on you.
Five seconds.
Hey,
he's stealing your bit.
Any of you
so much as flinch,
we're gonna put you down.
You're gonna die
right in front of your kin.
That what you want?
Don't matter to me.
Y'all all right with it?
Yep.
Never thought
I'd live this long.
What is going on out here?
These perverts
was chasing me.
They don't look
like perverts.
Well, maybe that one.
They say they's Federals.
We're US marshals, ma'am.
Marshals. That's fancy.
You best go on ahead
and state your business.
Just looking
for Waldo Truth.
My husband?
He ain't here.
If you want to leave
a means to get in touch,
when he stumbles home,
I'll holler.
But, just so you understand,
till we meet Waldo,
we're gonna put a stop to
those disability checks.
Hell you are.
***!
Y'all ain't gonna
take our draw.
Lower those
*** guns!
You want to start
shooting with my
grandbabies right here?
I'm sorry about them.
Nelly, get inside
and start calling around
for Waldo, would you?
Sure, Mama.
You ain't gonna
take our draw.
I met Waldo
at the drive-in.
I was there with my
first husband, Kyle Lee.
Kyle went off to pee,
and Waldo slid
right into the car.
Started chatting me up.
I shut him down,
showed him my ring,
told him,
"this *** is off limits."
You know what he said?
I can only imagine.
He said,
"I got a goldfish."
Pardon?
That was my response,
too, Marshal.
"The hell did you just say?"
So, Waldo says,
"I have a goldfish."
So I say,
"What the hell does
your goldfish have to do
"with me being married?"
So he says,
"Oh, I'm sorry.
"I thought we
were talking about
*** that don't matter."
The most romantic thing
a man ever said to me.
Yep. I'll bet it was.
Are y'all sure
you won't have a drink?
That's not allowed,
but thanks for the offer.
So, what do y'all want to
talk to Waldo about?
He done something bad?
Young fella,
you do understand that
we are federal
officers, right?
So, he did
do something bad.
I think he's
referring to the pot.
Oh, I got the
glaucoma, real bad.
It is difficult to see
your children suffer.
Know what I found
to be the secret
to raising kids is?
Do tell.
- Hello?
Waldo, come on in.
Mr. Truth,
just stop right there.
Well, look at this.
Got the whole
family together.
That warms my soul.
It really does.
We just have
a few questions.
Uh, now,
you'll understand if
I greet my wife first.
He's all right.
Sure.
You look real nice, mother.
Thank you.
All right, then, gentlemen.
I'm Waldo Truth.
What is it
I can do for you?
Just have a seat
right here and let me
see some ID, please.
Uh, certainly.
Let's see.
I got my, uh,
official state card here.
It's, uh, not a very
good picture of me.
And I got my
social security
card here, too.
You're the same Waldo Truth
convicted of armed robbery
back in 1971,
served 11 years?
We all make mistakes,
but I paid for mine.
I lived it nice
and clean ever since.
Does this look familiar?
Uh...
That was found inside
a Panamanian diplomatic pouch
that we believe
was carrying
some illicit material.
I'm afraid
you lost me now.
Do you know Arlo Givens?
Arlo who?
That's the man
who had the bag
with the ID in it.
You know, I'm sorry.
I just can't help you.
But you are,
in fact, Waldo Truth?
Oh, yeah.
I'm Waldo Truth.
Well, then,
you're under arrest.
What for?
Y'all just stay
right where you are.
Parole violation
back in '82.
Yeah, the records
were misplaced,
but you're a wanted
fugitive, Waldo.
No, no, no, no.
Hold on. Hold on.
You never let me finish
my story from earlier.
I ain't Waldo Truth.
*** you, Harold!
My real name is
Harold Shawn, Jr.
I'm gonna
cut your balls off.
Harold, shut up!
You never told me
that Waldo was wanted!
Look, I only came to know
mother here and the family
15 years or so ago.
I agreed to help
keep the draw going
and pretend I'm Waldo.
Where is Waldo?
***.
You ain't gonna
take our draw.
You gave him a gun?
We agreed it was time.
Mrs. Truth,
tell the boy to
put down the gun.
Milo, honey.
You can't shoot a federal.
Put that gun
down right now.
Oh, I'll put it down,
soon as these
***-heads get...
Get off me, pervert!
You stay right there,
on your ***.
All right.
Here's the deal, people.
We are gonna
haul your *** in
for harboring a fugitive,
threatening a federal officer,
possession and distribution
of narcotics,
mail fraud, identity theft,
and some other ***
that I'm sure we're
gonna find here.
So, congrats.
A draw check is
now the least of
your *** concerns,
and I think
I'll start with you, ma'am.
I don't know
where Waldo is.
Is that right?
I hadn't seen him in almost
30 damn years,
not since that man came
and took him away.
What man?
What do you mean,
"took him away"?
He said he had
some job for him,
he was some kind of pilot,
and that Waldo
wasn't coming back.
And you were
okay with that?
Of course I was.
Waldo was an ***.
I thought
he was romantic.
Sure,
until I said, "I do."
After that,
he'd beat on me
like it was his job.
We got in a fight
so bad one time
I stabbed him in the cheek.
You stabbed him
in the face?
No, honey.
Not that cheek.
You sold our daddy out?
Waldo being gone was the
answer to our prayers,
all of ours.
What was his name?
The pilot that
took Waldo?
I don't know.
Jew,
something like that.
Jew?
Was it Drew?
Drew Thompson?
Yeah, that's it.
How did you figure that?
Yeah.
How did you figure that?
We're done here.
We are?
Yep.
Ma'am, you have
a lovely family,
and, uh, we wish the
best of luck to all of you.
We will be taking
the guns, though.
Let's go.
I hereby baptize you
in the name of the father
and of the son
and of the holy ghost,
this water washing away
all guilt from sin
and cleansing your heart.
Now, emerge,
reborn a child of God.
Amen.
Amen.
Congratulations.
Boyd.
Do not be alarmed.
Boyd Crowder.
I had, in fact,
prayed that you
and your friends
might find your
way into this tent.
Speak of the devil,
and he will appear.
"And these signs shall
follow them that believe.
"In my name,
they shall cast out devils."
Are you gonna
cast me out, preacher?
Is that why you're here?
On the contrary, Boyd.
I'd much rather bring you in.
Let all here witness,
that even the most
prodigious sinners
can become
beacons of faith.
Are you prepared to
come forth and be saved?
Well, what makes you think
we need saving, preacher?
Everyone here knows of you.
I have been told personally
how you exploit people
for your own gain,
and, as we
know from Isaiah,
"'There is no peace,'
saieth the Lord,
"'unto the wicked.'"
Wicked?
Well, I would never be so
bold as to pass judgment
against a man I do not know.
But the hubris
of making assumptions
about a people and a place
to which you
are a foreigner
strikes me as
a grave sin, indeed.
All souls here
and those in the
other towns I have served
would testify
to my integrity.
Would they to yours?
You know, I once
stood where you are now.
Preaching to wayward souls,
asking for their faith,
and, in return,
offering them
eternal salvation.
But, in the end,
their faith was not rewarded.
And mine was shattered.
Is that why
you are now pursuing
this materialistic path?
Oh, we all got
to eat, Billy.
You got
your collection plate,
and I got mine.
Every man here gives only
as he is willing and able.
They stop giving
to you in West Virginia?
Or Tennessee before that?
Is that why you move
on the way you do?
It is the Lord
who determines my path.
In fact, he came
to me in a dream.
Gave onto me
a prophetic vision of
Harlan and its suffering.
Well, you know what
the apostle John had to
say about prophets.
"Beloved, do not
believe every spirit,
"but test the spirits
"to see whether or not
they are from God,
"for many false prophets
have gone out into the world."
I look at you.
I think about you moving
from state to state,
asking all these people
for their hard-earned money,
and offering them
empty promises of
salvation in return,
and, I wonder,
if when John wasn't
talking about false prophets,
he wasn't talking about you.
Mr. Crowder's skepticism...
...is wise.
And hard-earned.
My struggle will never
be as great as yours,
for I sleep in the
lord's warm embrace
and will never know
true cold or hunger.
Yes.
So, from this
moment on,
no member
of this congregation
shall give even
one cent to this church.
For the man who
hath a bountiful eye
shall be blessed,
and the man who
giveth his bread to the
poor shall never want.
So, let all here
bear witness,
as I ask none of you
to ever sacrifice the
bread from your table
in the name of
this church ever again.
Praise be to God.
Praise be to God.
Lord almighty,
praise be to God.
That didn't go so well.
Actually, Colton,
I think we got exactly
what we came here for.
That was my
second year.
Drew Thompson
pancaking into that driveway,
about the most
exciting thing to happen in
southeastern Kentucky since...
Electricity?
Oh, they have that
down there, now?
That was the day ***
came to Harlan County.
Oh, look.
ME's office sent this
over about an hour ago.
Guess what it says.
The body
in the driveway
had a scar on its ***?
You gonna make another
"marshal ***" comment?
I might.
Waldo Truth died
in that driveway.
Where the hell
is Drew Thompson?
Well, I don't know.
But I'll bet
your daddy does.
Now, everybody
in that church was
smiling ear to ear
except for his sister.
Turn around!
Now, Billy may
answer to a higher power,
but his sister's
pulling all the strings.
Now, we find out
what it is she wants,
and these flood
waters will recede.
What about Ellen May?
Well, Ava,
I'm afraid she might
have been swept away
by this storm for good.
I know you
liked her, baby,
but, believe me,
there's plenty other
girls out there.
It ain't that, Boyd.
What if, in her need
to unburden her soul,
she decides to
divulge certain details
about the *** of a ***?
Wynn Duffy.
Why, Duffy's people,
meet my people.
My people,
meet Wynn Duffy's people.
Slow night?
Uh, we, uh,
closed for remodeling.
I hope he's not
your interior decorator.
No, actually.
He's the reason
why you're here.
Now I'm confused.
Well, we caught
this young man
selling Dixie mafia
*** out back.
Uh, what makes you so
sure he's one of mine?
Well,
his driver's license
said Frankfort, for one.
Well, I didn't
go to law school,
but I believe that's what
the attorneys call
"Circumstantial Evidence."
Which is why
I sent my boys
up to Frankfort
to buy some
of your ***.
Now, these
we got off Danny, here.
And these we
bought at the corner
of Third and Jefferson.
I believe that's in
your zip code, is it not?
Now, I didn't go to
law school, either,
but I believe
that's what they would
call "A smoking gun."
Mr. Crowder,
I have many men
in my employ.
If one of them strayed,
I can only
apologize and say,
"It will not happen again."
Well, you got me
all wrong, Wynn.
I don't want an apology!
I want to be your partner.
I would like to be
your distributor of
*** in Harlan County.
Now, I figure
we split it right
down the middle.
You and me,
we could both
make out pretty well.
But even if I were
looking for a partner,
which I'm not, by the way
it would have to be
someone I could trust.
Well,
you can trust me.
But I don't even trust
the way you just now
said I could trust you.
Well, I was hoping
not to have to go
down this road,
but if you want Danny
to leave this room alive,
I'd ask you to
reconsider my offer.
Any dealer silly enough
to poach your territory is
not welcome in my crew.
Boys, if you would.
I'm sorry
about the mess.
Uh, we'll clean it up.
Let's look at this
as a first step in
the trust direction.
Well, that's
mighty Christian of you.
If there's nothing else,
I'm gonna leave now.
Um, no.
Oh, you know what?
Since we're being
so chummy.
You wouldn't have any idea
why Arlo Givens murdered
that Dixie mafia soldier
in tramble, would you?
Well, if Arlo Givens
killed somebody in prison,
this is the first
I'm hearing about it,
sincerely.
All right.
Well, it seems to me that
maybe you and Arlo
ought to have a chat.
Well,
I'll have my secretary
make an appointment,
and I'll get back to you.
Good luck
with the remodel.
My.
That is quite a story.
It doesn't bore you,
hearing about my day?
Your days are more
interesting than most.
Hmm.
What?
I just didn't
think you were
that kind of girl.
I could be any number
of kind of girls,
depending on what
the situation called for.
So, what's next?
I was just thinking
we could lock that door
and have some fun
on this here bar.
Did you?
'Cause I actually meant
what was next with the case.
I knew that.
Well?
I guess we
just keep digging
and see what turns up.
'Cause you're the guy
in the white hat.
'Cause that's what
I get paid to do.
So what happens if
you find this guy who was
ruthless enough
to fake his own death
and smart enough that
nobody even realized it?
It's hard to say.
But there could be
some gunplay involved.
Can I tell you something?
What's that?
In the right light,
you could be
considered attractive.
Thank you.
I wouldn't
kick you out of bed
for eating crackers.
Why else would I be there?
Hmm?
Oh, I hope
I'm not interrupting.
Buddy, we are
definitely closed.
Oh, that's all right.
I just need to have
a quick word with my wife.