Ozark

Smile. – ( CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS )

– You want a do-over? – Uh, no.

– Are you sure? – Yep.

If I was going on a trip, I'd be smiling.

Well, it's a white background, no shadow, eyes open, neutral expression.

That's a TSA checklist right there.

– So, where are you headed? – Abroad.

Holy shit.

I know.

How much money is there?

Approximately $43 million.

Holy shit.

The exact numbers are in here,

...along with a complete listing of the real accounts, plus their shadows.

And the operational account, is gonna be active... (GRUNTS)

...as soon as we're done with the ceremony, day after tomorrow.

What if I can't do this?

It's just like Lickety Splitz, only bigger.

You're gonna come here,

...you're gonna pay respects to Buddy a couple of times a week.

You're gonna mix this money with the legit receipts...

...and then you're gonna deposit it.

Long as the flow stays steady, no one's gonna bat an eye.

This is crazy.

I don't know shit about fuck.

Ruth.

Which LP, is held by Davisville Limited?

Lighthouse Landing.

– And where are they registered? – Panama City.

And they're a shell company for?

Horizon Cove Inc, which is a subsidiary for Byrde Enterprises.

If I didn't think you could handle it, I wouldn't be risking my family's lives.

Thanks for the walkthrough.

As these things get close, my client always gets nervous.

He's very detail-oriented.

Well, it's my pleasure. I find it oddly beautiful.

Hi. Sorry I'm late.

Hi.

I was just about to tell your wife,

...you can see the rest of your life from up here.

Yeah. – Everything okay?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Just some personal stuff.

Mm-hmm. – How you doing?

I trust if there were any last-minute issues, you'd let me know.

Of course.

– Now would be the time to fix them. – We're good.

I'm not sure you appreciate the historical significance...

...of what it is you're about to pull off.

Medellín, Sinaloa, Juárez,

...every one of them tried to create something like this.

Every one of them failed.

A legitimate, self-sustaining operation like a casino.

This is why crime organizes.

Have you given any thought to the next five years?

Uh, I'd love to talk about the operational account.

Because you're pillars of the community now.

You've established a foothold in the gaming industry.

You could expand, completely legitimately.

Honoring your obligations to my client, obviously.

I am so sorry, but I have to get him home.

I mean, it's just been a long time since we've been tied to a nap schedule.

It's funny how you forget there was ever a time...

...before they could tell you to go fuck yourself.

But not you.

No. You wouldn't call up and talk...

...about your father's girlfriend, would you? No.

The operational account.

– What about it? – It's not up and running.

Once the contracts are signed.

That's in two days. I could be working now.

Well, is there some kind of rush I'm not aware of?

Just, trying to be efficient.

Well, call us superstitious.

On a long road trip,

...you're most likely to get into an accident a mile from your home.

You okay? Yeah.

What did you have to take care of?

Just life stuff.

Hmm. I called the school. Charlotte went to first period.

Great.

Helen's right, you know.

This could be the beginning of a great new chapter in our lives.

We just have to work harder at being better parents.

What if that's not possible here?

It has to be.

Oh, yeah. Okay.

I was there. I saw the cartel torture her.

Mm-hmm.

Well, could you get her to file charges against him?

Well, I know he paid for that paddle wheeler in cash.

Well, that's not illegal. – It is if it's cartel money.

Do you know where he hides it?

What about the books?

Do you even know where he keeps 'em?

Does he even talk to you?

If you were wired, would he confide in you?

He talks to my daughter.

Yeah, and would you wear a wire against her?

You know what I think?

I think you're looking at me...

...as some kind of "get out of jail free" card.

No, I'm giving you Marty fucking Byrde.

You didn't give me shit.

You haven't said a single thing, that I don't already know.

In fact, I have no confidence you can get anywhere close to Marty Byrde.

You fucking owe me.

– I owe you? – Yeah, that's right.

I don't even know you.

You got my fucking daughter tortured. You got my brothers killed.

You know what?

Your five minutes are up, so get the fuck away from me.

What? You don't like hearing the truth?

The truth?

The truth is, you smell desperate.

It reeks.

I give it a month before you're back in prison.

And your fucking trailer-trash daughter... (SCOFFS)

...who you're so willing to rat out.

She's in so far over her head,

it'll be a minute behind you, whether I'm following the case or not.

The truth is, that Russ deserved better than every fucking...

Oh, fuck.

Darlene.

I thought you should know...

Jacob passed away this morning.

What?

Oh, Darlene.

Oh.

I'm so sorry.

His dying wish was to stop the casino.

I intend to honor that.

I don't understand.

Jacob was always committed to making the casino work.

He had an epiphany.

– He passed this morning? – That's right.

And you came right here?

May I ask how he died?

His heart. It failed him.

Just to be clear...

Jacob understood, that this casino is happening.

There's no way for you to win.

Did the Viet Cong have to win?

– I'm sorry. – The gooks.

They didn't have to win.

They just had to not lose. It's my land.

The cartel's already tried to kill you once.

– Is that a threat? – Just a fact.

There might be one solution, to honor Jacob's memory.

Is that Mason Young's baby in the car? It is, isn't it?

Social Services told me you were looking after him...

...until they found a suitable home.

Now, you help me adopt him, and I'll stand aside.

You are not fucking touching that baby.

I delivered that child.

You need to go.

He's not your kin.

He's not worth the cost you'll pay.

Now.

What the hell do you want?

I need a favor, baby girl.

If anybody asks, I was here with you all morning.

– What the fuck did you do? – You don't worry about that, okay?

I just need you to be ready to alibi me up, just in case.

Like when you robbed my strip club?

Right. That was wrong of me.

I was angry, and I shouldn't have done that.

You made it real clear...

...that you don't want me to be a part of your shit no more.

Well, guess what. This is your shit.

I did it for you.

What are you talking about?

That fed, the one that got you tortured,

...he's done fucking with you, girl.

Tell me you didn't kill a fucking fed.

It was an accident. I...

He was talking about sending you to prison. I lost my temper.

Fuck. Jesus Christ.

I need your help really bad, Ruthie.

Did anybody see you?

It was early. Down by the river where Russ used to fish.

Is he still there?

I sunk the body.

You didn't touch nothing, did you?

What about his car?

I left it. There's no reason for anybody to guess I was ever there.

You don't think, when they find the car, an FBI agent's car,

...they're not gonna come looking for the family...

...of his dead fucking informant?

Which is why I need an alibi!

This is your life.

It ain't fucking mine.

Fuck, Ruthie... You...

Come out here right now, girl.

You hear me, girl?

Don't you fucking do this!

I'm your father! Fuck!

Byrde. B-y-r-d-e.

There you are.

Uh, so, you know, sir, we were never intending...

...on being a long-term family.