Tulsa King

I like that flag. How much?

What do you think of my pin?

That's nice.

Got it from a terrorist.

What type of explosive?

I just want to take out the competition.

And the lucky recipient?

Jeremiah... Dunmire.

That was difficult, not tearing that guy's head off.

What you're getting is a whole lot of justice

for a whole lot of people.

Where the contraband at?

Hey, Spence, I need to know, can you really sell this shit fast?

I can sell this shit in ten minutes.

Three, crap three.

You owe the house a hundred large.

I am the house.

I've got your back if you've got mine.

Don't ever play me like this again.

Either of you.

You restored manfredi's license.

Dwight manfredi has a code that you lack.

You motherf...

help!

- And just like that... - Congratulations.

Open sesame.

"From humble beginnings come great things."

Yeah. Good to be back in business.

If that dunmire show up here again,

he'd better bring the national guard.

You got that right.

Get me the hell out of here.

Yes, sir.

You didn't invite anybody over, did you?

No, sir.

You see this guy before?

No.

I have this.

Who the hell are you?

Mr. Dunmire, I do apologize for the visit.

Last chance. Why the hell are you here?

I was sent to kill you.

And who, pray tell, sent you to do that?

I believe you know.

In my world, trustworthiness is everything,

and he is not trustworthy.

And you were gonna kill me,

even though our paths had never crossed.

That's about as immoral as it gets, isn't it?

Morality is not a factor in my profession,

but survival is.

Manfredi came to me, hired me to perform a service,

but so clearly loathed me.

I suspect he has ulterior motives,

and that's why I'm here.

I'm gonna kill him, that's for certain.

But to destroy other people in his life...

that would be my gift to you.

Son, you can leave us now.

You showed up at the right time.

Right.

Put holloway at table two, not four.

He's a kingmaker, does not sit behind the oil lobby.

Faith, family and freedom.

No, no, no.

- The financial doc... - And freedom...

has got to be in the packet,

otherwise we're screwed.

Just check every envelope.

I don't care if it takes ten minutes

or ten years. Bye.

No flowers. The podium cannot look like a funeral.

Just something brighter. We're selling hope. Thank you.

Talk to me.

Confirmations from duvernay, Witherspoon,

and Harrison families. And we're still waiting

on the pentecostal coalition rep to respond.

If the bishop shows, we're fine.

If he doesn't, light a candle because we're dead.

And tell Cal to stop rewriting his speech.

We've already tested it.

I told him.

I'll tell him.

Cal, the speech is so strong,

- and you already know it. - Thank you.

Don't overthink it.

Trust me.

Yeah. You're right.

Hello?

Hey, things good over there?

Yeah, final push. Checking every detail.

And I can't believe I'm saying this,

but if all goes well tonight,

I think we'll have a future governor on our hands.

I'm banking on it.

Somehow I don't think you're gonna need Cal thresher

in your back pocket.

It can't hurt, Margaret.

Politicians come in handy, especially when you own 'em.

Miss me a little?

A little.

Miss you.

Shit. No wonder I never got married.

Keller donated that.

That's gonna be huge.

I'm not sure the poster's big enough.

Cal. It's just not big enough for you.

"Thresher for governor." Presidency's next.

Looks good.

I think that'll hold. No more smash burgers.

Answer me.

Are you going to the thresher thing tonight?

I wasn't invited.

- Like that ever stopped you? - Well...

We'll finish this later.

This room gives me the creeps.

Hello.

I'm ready to make the exchange.

There's a gas station near...

how about if I pick the time and place?

Is that okay?

Such little faith.

I'll send you the address.

Mitch.

Yeah?

Get bigfoot. We're gonna need backup.

Music to my ears.

Please tell me something good.

He called. I'm sending him the address.

No, no. No, fuck that. I set the meeting.

- That's not happening. - Listen to me.

I got to post up. I got to put together a team.

This has to be flawless.

It will be.

One night, one party.

Fast turnaround, zero overhead. Easy money.

I'll handle the invites.

Let's do it.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

Bodhi, my soul brother.

So, look, I got a little question, right?

Not even a question. I need the keys.

It's one night. Controlled, clean.

Big money.

Right to business?

No "long time, no see. How are you?"

How have you been? "" Good, Tyson, thanks for asking.

Actually, it's been a little slow around here.

"I've missed you."

Anyway, so-so, basically, so me and Spencer,

we come up on a big Molly connect.

And we gonna need a venue, man.

We need a venue.

Just x and some alcohol. She gonna run point.

And that's why you need my place?

We about to do this in bred-2-buck?

Hell no. Come on, Bodhi.

It-it's just like the nitrous, man.

You remember how much you was earning that night, right?

Yeah, I remember the bruises, too.

What about Dwight?

He can't know about this.

He said he want me to earn, so this is gonna be it.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure he didn't mean this.

Come on, Bodhi, man.

H-How else am I supposed to earn big, fast money? How?

You don't even got to do nothing, Bodhi.

Dwight ain't gonna find out about this.

And let's just say he does. If he does,

then, shit, fuck it, it's on me.

Your name is not in it.

Blacking them windows.

Nobody got to know.

How did he rope you into this?

Actually...

it was my idea.

Well, fuck.

I take 25% of the door and even split of the product.

I need the keys.

Great day for a bust, ain't it?

Let's do this.

You got the money?

- In the back. - Okay.

Wait. Musso.

I know what you did.

What-what are you talking about?

You're a fed, right?

Deductive reasoning, hypotheticals, syllogism.

What?

No? Maybe you should read more.

You'll figure it out. The thing is,

after you looked at every logical possibility,

whatever remains, no matter how illogical...

it might be it.

So I know you took bevilaqua

and then you made it look like I did it. No, please,

don't talk. We know the truth. Save your fucking breath.

But here's what I'd like you to do,

since we're such good friends.

Release bevilaqua