We Kill Them All

- Hey, Megan. - Hey.

- Hi. - See you in a bit.

What's up? - Thanks for hosting.

You can whip up one hell of a last-minute Christmas party.

Oh, it's nothing.

I'm just glad we managed another year's contract.

I was worried we'd all be out of a job.

- Something worth celebrating, for sure.

So, things better since the last time we talked?

- What do you mean? - The purchase of this house?

Oh. Um...

You know, it's a process.

Banks, they're soulless and unforgiving, but it'll be fine.

We'll get through it.

Fantastic.

Cheers.

No way.

Oh my God.

- Had to bring it up. - I did.

And he was like oh...

Lane! Hi.

Lane, this is Sam, Brennan.

Hi. Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you. - Lane is my... my roommate.

My incredible, much-loved roommate.

She's just back from Portugal.

Yeah, I was away for work.

- Portugal? That must be some job.

Pharmaceuticals.

- Yeah, she's a great one to keep around.

- I'm going to go get a drink. It's nice to meet you both.

What? I'm sorry.

Why didn't you call? I wasn't expecting you.

- I don't know, I was too excited to see you.

I'm going to go to bed.

Oh, fuck's sake.

Oh, just a couple more days.

Don't be a fucking asshole.

Oh, Miss, uh... Waines.

Yeah. It's Lee Hughes calling.

Yeah, the owners at Elk Ridge here have told me

to give you a shout when I had the place ready for you?

Yeah, it's the Sleeping Beauty in the Mountains,

that's what they're calling her.

Yeah, they said you were hoping to come out

and give the grounds a walk through?

I'm not doing this shit.

Are you okay?

- Yeah. Oh, sorry, baby, I didn't mean to wake you.

Yeah, I'm just, I'm... - Overthinking?

Hey, I'm sorry about tonight.

I panicked.

- I thought we talked about this?

- I know, I know, we did, and I feel completely awful.

I am trying, it's just that, you know, these are my co-workers.

- None of them would have a problem with us.

This is all you.

- You're right, and I feel like shit. Okay?

I feel awful.

Look, I was just completely caught off guard, and I'm sorry.

Okay.

I'm just going to go to sleep, but thank you.

Laney, I am sorry.

Okay? I love you.

Hey.

I love you. That's it.

That's all.

- You're coming up tomorrow?

Uh... Oh yes, I've got the place looking very lived in.

Banks won't know what hit them

when that big money gets a look at it.

You bet.

Yeah, we'll, uh... we'll see you tomorrow.

I'm going to need you with me, Jenny,

these next few days.

She is just as hot-headed as you were.

- Damn it, I hope we weren't wrong about this.

Middle of fucking nowhere.

- Been tracking this guy for fucking years, Jimmy.

Who knew a scorer and a bender out west would lead us to him?

We passed up on a good job to trek all the way out here.

What job?

- None of your fucking business.

You're getting paid.

Holy fuck.

That bar bitch down in Wyoming might not have been lying to us.

There's the old fucker's Jeep.

Looks like we might get paid.

Fuck!

I've been waiting for this.

Hey.

This here is personal,

so don't fuck it up.

You're not even supposed to be here.

All right, head on swivel, boys.

Roman, you're with me.

Well, the old son of a bitch saw us coming.

- So, tell me about him. Your dad.

I want to know what kind of guy he is.

- I don't really know him that well anymore, you know?

But who he was was someone that I wasn't very proud of.

- He must have been a mess after losing his wife.

I mean, not to condone his shit parenting.

- Well, I was a little shit after the accident.

And Mom wasn't around and...

Dad was never home,

so I started stealing his things and hiding them.

And he got so mad at first,

but then it turned into a little game,

and he would hide little clues all around the house.

And one of the gifts he gave me

was this wood carving knife,

and we carved this magpie together,

and that's why he calls me his little Megpie.

I guess that's a nice thing.

- That's sweet. What else?

Oh, man. Um...

When I was a kid, I was about five,

my mom, Dad, and me, we went to the resort that we're going to.

Mm-hmm.

It has a pretty decent golf course,

and Mom hates the sport, but Dad absolutely loves it,

so she did agree

that we'd go there instead of Glenwood Hot Springs.

So Dad was committed to making it worth her while,

and he planned this whole dinner,

tucked into the treeline.

He got candles, and wine,

and, like, deli sandwiches from the gas station.

And we stole this golf cart,

and we sped across the green and hid into the treeline.

And Dad and Mom danced to the song that Dad was singing.

My God, I'd never seen my mom smile so big.

It was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

- She sounds like the most incredible woman.

I wish I'd known her.

- She really is. I wish you did, too.

Now, how about that coffee?

Roman?

Yo.

- So, what do you got? - Nothing back that way.

- Yeah, he's running scared somewhere.

Well, there's more places for the piece of shit to hide,

so... let's keep looking.

Hey! Keep your finger off that trigger, we need him alive.

Yes, sir.

- Oh, I forgot to give you this.

Don't flatter yourself.

Open it.

What is it?

It's a phone tracker.

You tap it and your phone rings.

Why are you giving me this?

- Oh, you got a great memory, but it's short.

We spent an afternoon in Maui

looking for your phone last year.

That's a sunset we'll never get back.

Just try it out. - You're ridiculous.

Okay.

- Sounds like a future full of thank yous.

Oh, my God, you're insane.

Laney, I'm not 80 years old. - If the shoe fits?

- Okay, thank you so much, you're so sweet.

But I'm not going to need it.

There's no cell service out there anyways.

And besides, all I want is that cold pine, fresh air.

- I heard that's good for dementia!

You're going to thank me for it later.

What's up, you forgot something?

Ugh!

What's that?

Anxiety.

You know...

It's just a pretty strong prescription of barbiturates

that I picked up a few days ago,

just in case you know, anything goes a little tits up.

Don't worry, it's fine, I probably won't even need them.

- Okay, whatever gets you through the weekend.

Shall we?

Okay.

Fuck! Jimmy!

Of all days.

Shit.

Are we sure he's here?

What does that mean, Cody?

Considering that I'm rifling

through his goddamn Jeep right now,

where do you think he would be?

Because he ain't walking down the fucking mountain on foot.

Not with them lungs.

Fucking brainless wonder.

- Maybe he got word we were coming.

Maybe he's got the cash and he's on foot, I figure.

- I didn't bring you here to figure anything.

Now, you turn this fucking place upside down.

Jimmy!

Jimmy, Jimmy, I just saw him,

he's in the parking lot, let's go. Let's go!

Jimmy.

It's about time!