Silk Road

For years I was frustrated

by what seemed to be the insurmountable barriers

between the world as it is and the world I wanted.

So, I began making a website

where people could buy and sell anything anonymously.

He's on the move, got his laptop with him.

Which way is he coming?

Right at you.

Blue hoodie, jeans, flip-flops.

On foot, westbound towards the target location.

I'm letting him go, confirm when you have a visual.

I knew the state might try to impede it.

But if we never try for fear of retribution,

then we've already lost, you know?

Silk road is about something much bigger than thumbing your nose at the man.

It's about taking back our Liberty.

And as corny as it sounds,

I just wanna look back at my life

and know that I did something that helped people.

Nobody moves until my go. He doesn't log in, we abort.

- Copy. - And I repeat,

he closes the laptop, the data's encrypted and we got shit.

Roger that, out.

Everybody on point here, heads on a swivel.

Jj.

Aggress, collapse and contain. Stand by for takedown.

Hey, who the fuck is calling him?

Hello?

Jj.

- Keep it running. - I'll be here.

Fuck this fucking shit.

- How you doing? - Hey.

Uh, give me a pack of camels, please.

Mm.

Something else?

- Mints. You got any mints? - Yeah, right behind you, lower shelf.

Rick bowden. What's up, yo? When you get out?

'Cause I heard you was in the... Booby hatch. Ha.

First off, rayford, I was in, uh...

I was in rehab, not a psych ward.

Oh, well, I heard it was rehab, then it was a psych ward.

Really?

Yeah, who told you that?

Clocked your digital footprint.

Well, it was good to see you, brother.

I ain't your fucking brother.

Oh, why you do me like that, yo? We... we friends, right?

I don't have fucking friends, I have informants.

- Oh, fuck this, dude, I'm... - Your cigarettes?

I don't want no fucking cigarettes, man.

- Motherfucker so angry, yo. - Get all kinds in here.

Where them hot cheetos at, bro?

Unless you're a postal worker,

you're not allowed to dress like one, even on Halloween.

Defacing the dollar bill, consorting with a known pirate.

Technically, these are all crimes against the state.

Right now there are 5,000 criminal statutes.

And that's just at the national level. Forget about the states.

Until 1967,

it was illegal for a white man to marry a black woman in the state of Virginia.

In 14 other states, including the great state of Texas, mind you,

it was illegal for two people to have consensual sodomy until 2002.

America has lost its compass, man.

If you wanna fall in love with someone who doesn't look like you

or have sex with somebody who does, that is your inalienable right.

I thought we were talking about obamacare. What the fuck are you talking about?

Look, it doesn't matter how well-intentioned the president is, man.

The state cannot legislate what the person can and can't do.

It is un-American.

And next, they're gonna come for our guns and giving them to the border crossers.

Am I right?

- Uh, who the fuck is this guy? - Case in point.

A perfect stranger wants to butt in on a private conversation between friends

with an inane, ignorant non sequitur,

his right to do so is constitutionally-protected.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

- You believe this asshole? - Well, the first amendment.

Out of your league.

You wanna dance?

No one else is.

Exactly.

- Hey. - Hey, babe.

Uh, we were gonna pick you up.

I didn't want Edie to see me in that place.

Okay.

- Welcome home. - Ah.

- Hey, so we are clear... - Daddy! Hey!

- Oh! - Hey! Look who's here!

I missed my peanut. Oh, come here.

Come here, let me look at you. I missed you.

I missed you more.

You're just beautiful. You sure are.

Come on, let's just take these inside.

Let's go and make necklaces, come on.

Let's do matching ones, let's do...

- Two yellows, two blues. Yeah? - Okay.

House looks good.

You look good.

Huh?

Two yellows.

What's that? Huh?

Come on, I thought we said we were gonna do matching.

- It's matching. Isn't it? - No, it's not.

We got a green and a brown.

What did... should we do two browns and two Greens then, yeah?

Sure.

You okay?

Yeah.

Matching, isn't it?

Come on, come here.

Sweetie, hey.

You know what'd be super fun?

Do you wanna go set up a tea party for dad in your room?

He loves tea.

Yeah.

It's a thing. The school called and we have to get her tested.

- Tested? No. - Yeah.

No, we're not getting her tested. Are you kidding me? Come on.

- Honey, she's a late bloomer. - It's a learning disorder, Rick.

- It's a real thing, okay? - Oh.

I've been here, okay, you haven't been here.

I'm the one raising her right now.

Look, honey, you know...

I lost my way a little.

Okay? But I'm back. And I'm...

I'm gonna be here for you and Edie, okay?

- Hmm. - Hmm?

Hmm? Hmm?

You do it again, you don't bother coming back.

Jj.

Hey.

Two plates? What are you, a monk?

No, it's an experiment.

I don't have anything because I don't need anything.

Okay, well,

besides from living like a homeless person, what's your deal?

Um...

Well, I'm almost a physicist.

I never quite got to...

- That's not what I mean. - Actual physics...

- Honestly? - Always.

Okay.

I don't really wanna say. To be honest, it sounds corny.

Try me.

Okay. Um...

Ever since I can remember, I've always wanted to change the world.

How?

Um...

Are you familiar with Ludwig Von mises? Austrian school of economics?

- Um, no. - Okay.

Most people aren't, but his ideas are beautiful.

It's like poetry or math.

- I'm wilting, rossman. - Okay.

In a sentence,

every action that we take outside of government control

strengthens the market and weakens the state.

- Seriously? - Yes.

I just fucked a libertarian?

Surprise.

Jj.

Fucking morales, eh?

- Mi hombre, huh. - Come here.

- Fucked up out there, Johnny. - I know that.

Well, we kept you in too long. You went native. That's on us.

No, man, I should've...

I'm a big boy, I can take it.

I should've fucking put the hand up and said, "yo, man, over here."

Not fucking... not waving around.”

- So I'll ride the bench a while. - Rick...

Come on, man, I can work bocelli behind a desk, I can...

You wrapped a car around a tree in old San Juan, man.

I also took a narco predator off the streets, too.

You might wanna mention that.

What about when I listen to the wire, and then I find out that the whole thing,

it jumped off because you told Gomez he was retarded?

I mean, what the fuck, you know?

You want me to fucking say, man? You listen...

Rick, maybe I'm not making myself clear.

No, man, maybe I'm not makin' myself clear.

- Rick... - I ride the bench for a while.

You tell me how long...

You were coked out of your fucking mind, endangering the lives of civilians.

You're never working the streets again.

- What the fuck does that mean? - What do you think it means?

It's what I do, Johnny. It's who I am, man, I mean, come on.

Fucking look at me! I'm a fucking door kicker, man.

Read it. Read this shit.

Fuck sakes, man. The brass, they wanted you out on your ass.

No pension. No nothing.

You're being reassigned, man. Cybercrimes.

See gs shields on Monday. He'll get you squared away.

Jj.

Mm.

It was really good.

So how's the book business?

Sold the bus.

Well, that seems a bit drastic, love.

No, mom... good wagon just was not the thing.

Really wasn't.

Give it a shot.