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Airport's a good 45 from here,
but I figure you'll be all right if you leave in the next two minutes.
Well, correct me if I'm wrong, my friend, but you gave me until 2:15, right?
Yeah. Now you got two minutes.
You know, I've been coming here ever since I was a kid,
ever since this was nothing but old Jews and old Cubans.
And to tell you the truth, I love it here. I really do.
I loved it then, and I love it now. So I'm not gonna leave. So...
Have a meal with me. Okay? You hungry?
I swear, you pass up, these are the best crab cakes in town. I swear to god.
Much better than that crap we were eating in Managua. Remember that?
I don't know if that was Mexican, puerto rican, I don't know what it was,
but it was crap. Remember? I hated it.
I didn't mind it. I had some pork dish I quite liked.
One minute.
A second ago, you said two minutes. What's going on here?
Time flies, huh?
You. You're a character.
I was telling my friends this morning how yesterday you come to me and,
"you don't get out of town in 24 hours, I'm gonna shoot you on sight!"
Come on, what is that?
They thought it was a joke, they started laughing.
You tell them about the man you killed? The way you did it?
'Cause I found nothing funny in that.
Maybe I should've killed you, huh? Maybe I made a mistake.
Well, we all have regrets.
Cut me a little slack here, okay?
Does nothing count that I let you live?
No! I'm giving you the same consideration right now. You can get up and go.
Thirty seconds.
So what are you gonna do?
In front of all these people, you're gonna pull out a gun
and you're gonna shoot an unarmed man?
You're unarmed, huh?
Hey, you got eyes. You see a piece on me?
Twenty seconds.
Okay.
Ten.
You know what? Seriously?
You come in here, interrupt my meal, you won't eat with me. This is bullshit.
This is supreme bullshit.
The us attorney's gonna have a lot of questions.
Nothing I can't answer.
They might think that you cornered him, didn't give him a choice.
Oh, he had a choice.
How's the hat? I was wondering if it shrunk, you know, got a little too tight,
you had to take it off your head and now you're suffering from sunstroke.
You do know that we're not allowed to shoot people on sight anymore?
- I didn't. - And haven't been for,
I don't know, maybe 100 years?
- He pulled first. - It's not about who pulled first.
You remember that meth head last year? The one who pulled the shotgun?
That ended up on what, page 9?
This? This bullshit? This is gonna be on the nightly news.
DOJ inquiry number 359826
into the shooting death of Thomas Francis Buckley
on march 3, 2010 in Miami, Florida.
Would you like to make a statement?
The marshal's office has conducted an internal investigation of the proceedings
- that occurred at the hotel in question on... - Dan.
Come on. Let's just keep it simple, huh?
He pulled first. I shot him.
Well, I thought that went well.
You thought that went well?
I had a phone call this morning from the director.
Before that, the director got a phone call from the ag.
Let me put it to you this way.
The weather forecast is for a shitload of shit
raining down on this office from Washington.
I'm gonna reassign you.
- Prison transport? - No, I'm getting you out of dodge.
They need manpower in the eastern district of Kentucky.
I talked to the chief of the district, art mullen,
says you guys taught firearms together at glynco.
No, no, Dan. I grew up in Kentucky. I don't wanna go back there.
Well, then we have a problem, because you don't wanna go back to Kentucky,
and you cannot, under any circumstances, stay here.
Got any other skills?
A bit of a comedown from the Miami office, I'd expect.
Not with you here.
Good to see you.
Well, I won't ovennhelm you with everybody's names right now.
- You wanna go have a drink? - Sounds good.
Follow me, and I'll pack up and we'll go.
You look the same as you did at glynco. Same coat, same boots.
The boots are fairly new.
- Don't tell me that hat is. - No, it's old.
Have a seat.
- You were working fugitives in Miami, huh? - Yeah, I did.
Yeah. Well, here, everybody does everything.
Fugitives, witness relocation, judicial protection, forfeitures,
prisoner transport.
Boy, every office I ever worked in, prisoner transport was the shit detail.
The chief always used it as punishment. But here, we all do it.
- Even you? - Oh, hell, no.
I heard about you and win on a.
- From who? - Winona. She works here.
- In Lexington? - In the courthouse. She's a court reporter.
Well, I knew she was coming back to Kentucky. I think her mom took ill.
I thought that was why you picked Kentucky.
Art, no offense, I didn't pick Kentucky.
I talked to your marshal down there in Miami.
- Tell me about the shooting. - It was justified.
You concerned about me coming down here?
It's a small office, Raylan.
I'm concerned when we switch brands of coffee.
Is your dad still down there in Harlan?
- Far as I know. - Thought you were from there.
Reason I ask, us attorney's trying to build this case against this guy in Harlan,
and he's about the same age as you. It's a small town.
Thought you might know him. Boyd crowder?
My god, art, any other shit you wanna dump on me tonight?
- You do know him. - Yeah, I know him.
Yeah, Boyd and I dug coal together when we were 19.
Well, Boyd? What do you think?
Well, Jared, I think it sucks.
What? Why?
I appreciate the sentiment,
wanting to go after a federal building under construction,
but, you see, we'd need us a whole box of emulex to bring that down,
and that's if you got cuts in the steel.
All we got is a rocket launcher.
And impressive as that is, the only thing it's gonna do
is knock some shit around.
But don't you worry about it. We'll just go to plan b.
- Plan b? - Oh, yeah.
Yeah, there's always a plan b.
It used to be a couple of crackers in an SUV would set the jungle on edge.
These surely are end times.
All right, this is it right here.
See this street up here? Make a right.
This is good right here.
Well, I believe we can take it from here.
What, you gonna blow up that church?
Boyd, there's people on the streets.
They're gonna see us, they're gonna ID my car!
You worried about your car?
Fire in the hole!
Boyd became a powder man.
He'd crawl down a hole with his case of emulex 520, come out stringing wire,
call out "fire in the hole" to clear the shaft.
She'd blow and we'd go back in, dig out the pieces.
We weren't what you'd call buddies,
but you work a deep mine with a man, you look out for each other.
Well, after that, he joined the army.
He went to Kuwait for desert storm, and when he came back after a couple of years,
he quit paying his taxes.
Claimed that he was a sovereign citizen,
and so us attorney just sent him down to alderson.
That's where he got involved with the patriot movement
and the white supremacy bullshit.
Got to making horseshit bombs, you know, fertilizer and fuel oil.
They'll come into a town like somerset and they'll blow up a car.
Then while the cops are busy, they'll go Rob a bank.
- Saw that in a Steve McQueen movie. - Yeah.
Well, these guys ain't movie actors.
Did he change much?
Other than the fact that he's now a racist asshole?
He's lost some hair, but that's about it.
How come you didn't want to blow up that church?
I told you, I didn't want them to ID my car.
I got to thinking that maybe you had an aversion to hurting people.
- Hell, no. - Yeah, well, I also got to thinking
that a building under construction might just be the kind of innocuous target...
You know what that means? That means harmless.
It might just be the kind of harmless target that the federal bureau of imperialism
might be willing to sacrifice in order to get somebody deep in the movement.
You think I'm a snitch?
All I know is, you don't have any tattoos.
You keep rubbing that head like you don't think that hair's gonna grow back.
You think I'm a snitch 'cause I rub my head?
I mean, you understand where I'm coming from, right?
I mean, you come out here from Oklahoma full of piss and vinegar,
talking about how you were tired of spray-painting synagogues,
- saying you want to blow some shit up... - Hey!
You don't believe me, you check it out! Why don't you call Oklahoma?
We are. Devil's doing it as we speak.
Yeah.
You'll see, Boyd. Iain't no snitch.
Yeah, well, like you said, we'll see.
- Right there. - Hey, turn that shit off.
Why don't you eat my ass?
Hey, how'd it go?
- Out of the way. - Get over.
The primary was a waste of time, but took care of the secondary just fine.
Where you at?
East of 75 on Tates creek road.
Oh, hey, you got a call from Oklahoma. Jared checks out.
How did he do?
I had to let Jared go.
Was it 'cause you didn't trust him or you just didn't like him much?
Probably a little bit of both.
I am gonna need you to pick me up, though.
I will show that my client did not engage in fraud.
A report by a forensic accountant will show that any anomalies
are due entirely to a misentering of amounts,
a common bookkeeping error, and by no means fraud.
Thank you, counselor.
Will the prosecution please approach the jury?
Thank you, your honor. It might seem like a simple technical mistake,
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