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- Previously on "Justified"... - Are you, a lawyer
- or...? - I'm Loretta's social
worker. At least you're not feeding me
- bullshit to get laid. - I was just about to
get to that. You and your property are seized
till the court makes its determination.
I want these cuffs off and you people out of my house.
All this for doing Detroit's dirty laundry.
I'm afraid Florida's tapped out for the Crowes.
Do you have a cousin Dewey in Kentucky?
- Darryl. - It's good to see you,
cousin Dewey. Were you there when it
happened? It was Crowder, wasn't it?
Is this the man who assaulted your husband?
Like I said, it's not him. Lee will never again be the man
that I married. So I'm in a tough spot.
You want that money. $300,000 and I'm gone.
I am here to tell you that everything is fine and the
new shipment will be here very soon.
- I need to know when. - Day after tomorrow.
- They hit our shipment. - Clean it up.
All of it. I'm gonna ask you one time.
Did you rip me off?
I'm not sure I like your tone, Boyd.
Well, then, let me repeat the question.
- Did you rip me off? - No.
You see, I believe instead of wasting time accusing each
other, we should focus on getting our shit back.
Now, other than us, the only people who knew the shipment was
coming in tonight were Mikey, your two shitheads, and that
unwashed roomful of corner boys. Does anybody jump out at you?
Let me call you back.
Alison:
Shh.
- What's up, Art? - What?
- Did I catch you working out? - No. Bowling.
Well, Monroe's gonna have his bail hearing tomorrow
morning. Chances are he's gonna get
kicked out on his own recognizance.
Apparently, the case is already falling apart.
Well, you do understand what that means, right?
- I'm sorry? - I said you do understand
- what that means, right?! - Yeah.
You're saying that Monroe gets out in the morning and I should
be ready in case he shows up here.
Well, it wouldn't be the first time that a guy celebrated
getting out on bail by taking a shot at the marshal living in
his house. Especially if he kills you.
On second thought, just forget I called.
Funny.
- What? - You do know I'm a
- United States marshal. - Well, maybe I have a
- prescription. - Do they even give
- those in this state? - No.
Just to take the edge off.
Sure doing what you do, you must run into some
- pretty awful shit. - It's not so bad as
you think. The truth is the hardest part's
knowing when I pull that kid from a home, I'm responsible for
the worst day of that kid's life.
I don't want to be contrary, but that sounds every
bit as bad as I think people imagine.
- What about you? - What about me?
Doing what you do, you must run
into your share of awfulness, make you see things you can't unsee
- Time to time, I suppose. - What do you do to
take the edge off?
The downside of these
high-end alarms with those shock sensors, neighborhood punks
decide they want to have fun with you, all they got to do is
- run up and smack the bumper. - When I was a kid,
we'd just... Ring a guy's doorbell, run like hell.
Ding-dong ditch. - It ended for me the
day Mose Sawyer came to his door with a scatter gun.
Some guys just can't take a joke.
I was about to outgrow it, anyway.
Kind of thing you drop as soon as you discover girls.
Yet here you are, all growed up, still dinging and donging and
don't have the sense to ditch. I never said I was the one
- that set your car going. - It's not my car.
- Who's it belong to, then? - The man this house
belongs to... same one who sent you here.
Now, why on earth would anybody send little old me?
Scare me to death, I suppose.
Just so... Everything is out in the open.
Less chance somebody makes a mistake that way.
You're a cop?
- KSP? - Still pretending like
you don't know. Unless Monroe didn't tell you.
So, what is this place, somewhere you just bring girls
- and bang 'em? - Mind if I give you
some advice? You got one in there right now.
Why don't you walk away, tell Monroe I wouldn't
scare, and if he wants me out of his house so bad, he should come
over here his own self. Now, who's Monroe?
All right, easy, now. I'll be on my way.
I can tell you're all anxious to get back to it.
Can't say I blame you. Dear lord, she must be some kind of piece.
Get me out here again, you best remember to ditch.
- What was it? - On the fritz.
You're not gonna believe this.
- I have to go. - What?
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Oh, you here to drop off my keys?
Making bail's got no effect on your property seizure.
I thought your lawyer explained all that, amount you're paying him.
Yeah, I didn't have to put up bail.
I got out on my own recognizance.
Congratulations.
Yeah.
Prosecutor didn't even mind.
Seems like you're the only one that doesn't know this case is
bullshit.
It's not that I don't know so much as I just don't care.
Yeah, that's why you're waiting out here for me, 'cause you don't care.
I don't care about your case.
What I do care about is you not sending any more shitkickers to
your house, interrupting my evening.
Something happened at my house?
Set off your car alarm to draw me outside, as I
imagine you told him to do.
Gave the girl I was with enough time to come to her senses.
Before you send him again, make sure he's a guy you want holding
your life in his hands, 'cause anything he does will come back
to you.
He gets put down, you'd be looking at felony murder.
Funny?
If he dies, you'd be on the hook for murder... how it works.
This guy, did... He do anything else?
Next time, why not just cut out the middleman and
do it yourself, make the most of that recognizance?
Know, I didn't always used to be a finance guy.
I know.
First few arrests were for assault with intent, collection
of debts by extortionate means.
That's correct.
You want that to impress me?
No.
I just wanted to let you know that if I were to come looking
for you, it wouldn't be to set off a car alarm.
Well, you know where to find me.
Lee, where I'm from, you go to the police, your family finds
you cut up into pieces in a plastic bag.
Yeah, but Mooney works for me.
Really?
Then why does he threaten me?
Why does he throw me out of the car and puts a gun to my face?
Listen to me.
The doctors told me you might never wake up.
How was I to know that I'm going to be safe without your protection?
Oh, that is bullshit.
Please don't tell me you're buying into her crap.
This woman is obviously terrified.
She's not used to this kind of business, and then you scare the
shit out of her like that!
From now on, your number-one job is to make sure she's safe.
And where does that leave us with Crowder?
Half a dozen of my deputies witness her tell me that he is
not the guy.
Any I.D that she makes now will get laughed out of court.
Well, Mr. Crowder's not gonna go to court.
W-what?
You're just gonna let him skate?
No. I want you to kill him.
Get the hell off me, man!
Jesus.
Pardon me!
Move your ass, God damn it!
Come on! Come on!
Get off!
Well, shit, Boyd. You want to tell me why you had
Captain Fauxhawk drag me all the way over here?
We have a problem, Cyrus.
Hoping maybe you could help. Yeah, well, I hope that
problem doesn't have anything to do with a certain service you
- say will be restored. - Is that a BB gun?
- He had it with him. - The more you pump, the
harder it shoots? Ain't you never seen a airgun?
Jesus, man!
- U almost took out my eye! - Yeah, I know. I missed.
Aah!
The hell's wrong with you, man?!
My colleague is apoplectic at the part you
played in the loss of our product.
- The loss of... Jesus! - I, on the other hand,
understand you must have been an unwitting accomplice, 'cause you
ain't stupid enough to think you can rip me off and remain on
this side of the goddamn planet! Aah! Jesus Christ, man!
So what I need from you right now, son, is to tell me
who she is. Boyd, I don't know what you
- mean right now. - Whoever you told about
the shipment. And I say "she" 'cause I'm
giving you the benefit of the doubt.
Come on, now, son.
Pussy is a powerful thing.
She calls herself "Candy," but that just might be on
account of this little trick she does where she just...
This better be important.
It's that Russian lady. She says it's an emergency.
- You're taking the call? - It is important.
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