Lucky

We're averaging about 300 barrels a day.

That's a pretty steep increase.

Don't worry. He's got it.

You're sure givin' him a long leash.

I know what I'm doing.

My regulation license.

How are the kids?

Well, oldest is off to college.

That'll cost you.

You're telling me.

This will help.

Sign here.

Was I making you nervous?

How did that go?

We've got State sign-off for the next 12 months.

I'm gonna need you to slow down our output.

We're generating more cash than I can safely move.

You're welcome.

Don't get cocky.

Confidence is currency.

No, John. Currency is currency.

What?

You could have told me we were coming here.

It's just a quick stop.

You know I don't want anything to do with this.

Which part?

This. Her. All of it.

Come on. Trust me.

We got a good thing going here.

This is not going to end well.

How long has he been like that?

Couple hours.

What'd you get?

Nothing. He's not talking.

This was in his wallet.

All right. Get the toolbox out of the truck.

They did a real number on you?

No, look at me. Mr. Miller?

Look at me, Mr. Miller.

My name's Dutch.

And I… I work for the woman who put that bullet in your foot.

Here. You want one?

What?

You want one?

- No. - I'm trying to quit smoking.

It's…

So, the woman I work for,

she is a mother who is trying to find her son.

Something chemical happens, something animalistic,

when a mother is separated from her young.

I'd help you, if I could.

I swear, I don't know the guy.

See, the thing about a broken nose isn't so much the pain…

…although it hurts like hell.

But it also changes your breathing because you're only breathing from your mouth now.

So, let's see if we could, you know, speed things up here.

What?

God. No, no, no, no, no. My God. No, please.

Please. I…

- No. Please don't... - Cary Masterson.

I don't… I d… I don't know him.

I don't know him. I don't know.

We know Cary came to see you.

No.

We know what you do.

Did you make a new ID for Cary Masterson?

I don't make IDs, man.

I don't know, I just fucking… No, this is all a big mistake.

My God. God. Nope.

Please. Please.

Please. No.

Hey.

Morning.

How was your ride?

It was lovely. Really cleared my head.

So, no luck?

- Please. I beg you. I don't know. - Yeah, he doesn't know anything.

That's a bummer.

- Just finish him quietly. - W-What?

- I don't want to spook the horses. - D-Don't go.

- Of course. - God. No, come back.

What about me?

No.

I don't. I… Please. I beg you.

I don't know. I don't know him.

I don't… I don't know...

You have a collect call from an inmate at LOMPOC Federal Prison.

John Armstrong.

Press one to accept.

- Dad. - Been trying you.

- I need you to tell me what to do. - You okay?

- I'm not gonna make it. - Of course you're going to make it.

You don't… You don't get it. People are dying, Dad.

No, not on the phone.

Figure out your next move. Get somewhere safe.

Next time I call you, be in a better place. Say it back to me.

- I'm gonna be in a better place. - Say it back to me.

I'm gonna be in a better place.

Lucky?

How come everything this girl touches goes up in flames?

She could be anywhere right now.

Look, I know this isn't what you want to hear...

Then don't tell me.

So, we dug up a reservation at this car rental company in Vegas.

- We already found the car. - No, this is a different one.

It's booked under Priscilla's name

and it's the same day they arrived in Vegas.

I think that's the car that Cary left in.

So, maybe we should pivot.

- Pivot? - Yes.

Now is not the time to pivot.

She was just here. We're close.

We're no closer than we were in Vegas. You're already on thin ice with Kershaw.

You let me worry about Kershaw.

I would if you did.

You just keep ignoring procedure, Rand.

I know you think that's what makes you good,

but this is twice now she's gotten away from you.

We need to be operating on facts, not feelings.

Sometimes a feeling is all you got.

I'm just gonna pretend like you didn't just say that.

Gates!

- You want to pursue the car rental? - Yes.

Pursue the car rental.

But you watch who you're talking to.

- I'm just looking out for you, ma'am. - You're looking out for you.

It's probably a mistake.

Which part?

Asking him to choose between his mother and his wife.

Had he chosen her,

she wouldn't have been out in the desert…

Alone like that.

You could be right.

I thought for sure that she'd turned him, but now I…

I saw it on her face.

She doesn't know where he is any… any more than we do.

So, what happened? What could possibly have happened?

Well, maybe he flashed some cash to the wrong people. Got rolled?

And what? They killed him?

Why was his car in Long Beach?

Throw us off, maybe.

I don't know.

I…

I'm gonna take a long shower and I'm gonna think about what to do next.

And you're gonna take care of that poor schmuck in the stables.

There's no one in the stables.

Schmucks or otherwise.

I got sloppy.

Your son is missing.

Anything goes, until he ain't.

And Lucky?

What's her angle?

We'll ask her when we find her.

Here you go. Enjoy.

You ready? Yeah, you're ready. Okay.

My God.

- Hey, can I help you? - My God. Thank you.

- I got you. - Thank you.

The things women hold.

Have I seen you at school before?

No, I don't think so.

Naomi just hired me to help with the kids.

- Let me grab that for you. - Thank you.

- Yep. - Hey, little man.

Wanna take my hand?

- Sure. - Okay, let's go.

Happy birthday to Marcus.

- Yep. - Yep.

- Are you excited? - Yep.

Do you think there'll be some birthday cake?

Cake.

Cake is good.

Especially the frosting.

- The frosting is delicious, isn't it? - Yeah.

Okay, honey. Why don't you go play with your mama?

Don't worry about this. You guys enjoy the party.

There we go.

All right, Lucky. Where are you?

Come on.

There we go.

Where are you? Where are you?

There you are.

Okay.

My God.

Nice dress.

Don't worry about it. We've all done it. It's a ridiculous spread.

Right?

I mean, she told me to come up here because, you know…

I spilled a little wine, you know? But I did not expect that it was going to be…

Fucking Bergdorf Goodman?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Take a Birkin while you're at it. She won't notice.

Plus, Neil's gonna get everything in the divorce anyway.

I heard.

Poor Naomi.

It's for the best.

Neil is human sandpaper.

Yeah. It's…

Something in the way he chews, right?

- It's very pronounced. - My God.