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Fuck me.

Hi, Job.

You're out.
I'm out.

Listen, I know
why you're here,

but I cannot
help you.

Hey!

Just give me
the address, Job.

Why are you even
assuming I know how to...

No, no, no, no!
Motherfucker!

Quit breaking my shit.

Baby, you know
how this works.

The trail is cold.

Okay, okay, okay!
Just... stop the carnage.

You've got the whole world
in front of you

and you're going
to the one place

you absolutely
should not go.

What, are you crazy?!

Hey!

Morning, everyone.

I've reviewed the defense's
motion to dismiss.

And based on the evidence,
or the lack thereof,

it's my opinion
that the prosecution

cannot sustain the burden for a
trial...
Are you kidding me?

Your Honor...
so I'm finding
for the defense.

Case dismissed.

You can't take this
to trial, Gordon.

You should be
thanking me

for saving you
the embarrassment.

Gordon.
Jackson.

That a judge in your pocket
or you just happy to see me?

Mr. Mayor.

Jesus Christ, Gordon.
Oh, pace yourself, Dan.

Our day will come.

Guys like Kai Proctor
don't go down easy.

Carrie.

Hey.

You'll get him
next time, Counselor.

Yeah, I am ready
for this day to be over.

Again?

Yeah.

It's nothing
to freak out about.

- We're not freaking out.
- We're just talking to you.

My point is we don't solve
our problems with violence.

I just completed
another level.

Yeah, it happens
every day, Dad.

I just can't believe that you
kicked your teacher.

Substitute teacher.
Oh, well, it's okay, then.

He's a perv, Mom. He tried to
see down my shirt.

Well, with a shirt like that,
it doesn't take much trying.

So it's my fault?
Gordon.

So if I get molested
by a teacher,

you'll just blame it on my
shirt?
No, no. Go.

Deva, come on.
Okay, all right.

Max, honey, you have
your inhaler?

Dr. Welling referred Max
to another pulmonologist.

We have an appointment
next week.

Okay. Great.

Is your shoulder bad today?
Ah, it's just the usual.

It'll be all right.

I think I might
grab a shower.

Okay.
Okay?

That's Beaty. Later.

You're late, bitch.
Whatever, skank.

So, are you in shit
with your parents?

Yeah, when am I not?

Howdy.

I'm gonna go
with shitty day

and whiskey neat.

Whiskey's fine.

And one for yourself.

Are you coming
or going?

I'm still
working that out.

That's me,
Sugar Bates

in the cruiserweight
years.

When'd you drop him?

Fifth?

Eighth.

He was a southpaw.
They take longer.

See, it was a title fight.

I held the belt
for 18 months.

I used to hang it
right up there.

You know?

A good conversation
piece.

But with this tough economy,
I had to pawn it

a little while back
to pay for the leaking taps.

That's a shame.

Where are you from?

Different places.

Where'd you sit?

Roscoe.

I did eight years
at Allenwood.

You look fresh.

Freedom.

Freedom.

Always this quiet
around here?

Well, let's stimulate
the local economy.

Next round's on me.

All right.

All you tourists
buying me drinks today.

I'm not a tourist.

My name is Lucas Hood.

And come Monday, I'm being sworn
in as the new sheriff.

Congratulations.

Or should we say good luck?

I'll take both, thanks.

I spent nine years as sheriff
up in Church, Oregon.

You ever heard of it?

Yeah, I'm not surprised.
It's the armpit of the West.

This is my first day east.

I just drove clear
across the country.

There's less to see
than you'd think.

I thought the sheriff
had to be elected.

Usually, but under
certain circumstances,

the mayor can
bring in a ringer.

He and Sheriff Morgan
are the ones who hired me.

I was looking forward to meeting
them when I got here.

Yeah, well,
that'd be quite a trick

since he died
last Tuesday.

Liver cancer.

I think he thought
he had more time.

Aw, shit.

Your boss know
you're here?

Don't worry about him.
You know the drill.

Look at this guy.

Excuse me.

Are we disturbing you?

No, not at all.

This is just
a very good steak.

And I know that once I stand up
to deal with you fellas...

well, maybe you'll come quietly
or maybe I'll have to kill you,

but either way, this steak
is gonna get cold.

And you can always
reheat a steak,

but it's never
quite the same.

Hmm?

You got some balls
on you, motherfucker.

Sheriff's Department.
I'll take that gun now.

No, you drop
your fucking gun.

That's the new STI,
isn't it?

That's a hard gun to get.
Who the fuck is this guy?

You sit your ass down.
All right, hear me out, Sheriff.

They got you outgunned.
Damn straight we do.

While on the other hand,
if he shoots,

one of you boys is dead

or shitting in a bag
the rest of his life.

For what?

The 200 bucks
Sugar has in the register

at 4:00 p.m.
on a Tuesday?

So, Sheriff, why don't you
let them take the cash?

Just let them take it.

I'll buy enough drinks
to make him whole.

Everyone goes home happy.
What do you say?

Come on.

Ah!

Oh, God!

Am I dead?

Yeah.

It's my first day
in town.

Shit!

Sorry.

I hope my mother
was right about God.

Jesus ripshit Christ.

This is what you call
in the Bible

a "clusterfuck
of epic proportions."

Two cons, three corpses,
one of them a cop.

I don't like that math.

You'd better
get out of here.

Well, they would have
killed me same as him.

The least I can do
is give you a head start.

What about you?

I got a few tricks.

Go on, now.
Get out of here.

Hi, Ana.

How did you find me?

It was Job.

It's a nice house.

It seems, um...

uh, solid.

So, what do you have,
two kids?

Yes.
Yeah?

How old?

My son is eight.

My daughter is 13.

Hmm.

She looks older.

I can smell
your perfume from here.

Please, you're gonna
have to leave.

Please. Please.

Ana.

I'm not Ana anymore.

My name is Carrie.

Where were you?

I tried to visit.
No. 15 years.

I drove up to those gates.
You
were here playing fucking house?

You have no idea
how many times.

Don't you tell me that.
Where the fuck were you?!

I don't have to
justify myself to you.

I have responsibilities.

I have children.

Okay?

I have a husband
who loves me.

No.

It's me.
Don't. I can't.

You could have led Rabbit
straight to me.

What the fuck
were you thinking?

Okay.

You moved on.
I get it.

So give me my cut and
you'll never see me again.

I don't have
the diamonds.

What? What?

After we screwed
Rabbit like that

and you had gotten caught...
No, no, I did not get caught!

There were two of us
there that night!
Shh, shh!

I led them
away from you!
I know.

Listen, I tried
to fence them.

The guys I found, these real
bottom-feeders... Serbians...

they saw me coming.

You're telling me
you got rolled?

Does it look like
I'm sitting on $10 million?

Mm.

I don't get the girl.

I don't get the money.

I spent 15 years
picturing this day,

and I gotta tell you, this is
not how I saw it playing out.

I'm so sorry.
I am so fucking sorry.

Hey, babe, you out here?
Shit.

Yeah.
Hey, honey.

Raccoon.

Christ.

You trying to kill me?

Have you picked
a spot yet?

Ha.

You one of them
complicated types.

Is that it?

Nah, some people just don't know
simple when they see it.

Sh...

Don't seem right

burying the sheriff
with that pond scum.

What, do you wanna
dig him his own hole?

Yeah, that'd be
the Christian thing to do.

That you?
No.

Hello?
Sheriff Hood,
it's Mayor Dan Kendall.

Am I catching you
at a bad time?

Sheriff?

Are you there?

Yeah, this is Hood.
How's the drive going?

A lot less to see
than you'd think.

Well, I just wanted
to confirm tomorrow.

You'll be in town
by then?

Should be, yeah.
Great.

So that's 1:00
at Miles' Diner.

I look forward to finally
meeting you in person.

Great.
I'll see you then.

Now tell me you got some kind
of master plan here.

Well, I usually just
get by with my charm.

- Hishi Salon.
- I need a favor.

And I need $5,000
for all the shit you broke.

I'll make it 10.
Fuck you!

Speak.

I need to become
someone else.

Honey child,
don't we all?

Someone specific.

Name?

Lucas Hood

of Church, Oregon.

Shouldn't be a problem.

Unless he's
a motherfuckin' cop.

Are you kidding me?

I need it quick, Job.

Baby, you just sat
for 15 years

because you were the most
notorious thief in the country.

Now you want
to play cop?

Can you do it?

I mean, I have to hack
law enforcement databases,

swap out fingerprints
and photo IDs,

find any news article that
might have run a picture...

So you can't do it?

Suck my tit, bitch!
Of course I can do it.

Take a couple days.

As for the credentials,

I can get you the papers,
but the badge itself...

I got the badge.

I don't even wanna know.

You know, some cons,
the minute they get out,

they're just trying
like hell to get back in.

I'm not going back.

Yeah, well, you got
a revolutionary way

of staying
out of trouble.

Here.

The pickup belonged
to the sheriff.

Thanks.

Hey.

You got a place to stay?

No one's ever stolen
from Rabbit.

Okay.

Hey, go in back
and stay out of sight.

What for?
Go now.

Morning, Sugar.

Kai.

How are the headaches?

Did those Mexican painkillers
I got you help?

They did.
Thanks.

What brings you around?

I seem to have misplaced
two of my men...

Randall and Munson.

Munson, the bald one?

One of the boys thought
they might have been

headed out this way
yesterday afternoon.

Well, they didn't
come here.

If they did,
I'd have taken notice.

If any of my employees
ever stepped out of line,

hassled you in any way,
I'd expect you to call me.

What I mean is

I wouldn't want you to take
matters into your own hands.

Look at me.

Nobody runs from a fight
faster than an old fighter.

What happened
to your title fight?

Oh, I knocked it
off the hook the other night,

busted up the frame.

I'm having it redone.

Thanks for the drink.

You let me know if you need
any more of those painkillers.

That's some car.

Look, if you're thinking of
stealing from Kai Proctor,

you may as well take a bullet
and put it in your head now.

Kai Proctor.
There is a name.

What the man
doesn't own, he runs.

What he doesn't run,
he burns to the ground.

He seemed to like you
well enough.

We go back a ways.

Uh-huh.
Listen.

You don't seem like the kind of
guy who takes advice...

but I'm gonna
try anyway.

There's $400.
Take it and go.

I can't.
Look around.

You're free, man.

Pay you back
in a few days.

Good to meet you.
Lucas Hood.

Lucas Hood.
How are... how...

Excuse me.

Say hi to Amy.
Thank you.

Sheriff Hood?
That's right.

It's great
to meet you.

Yeah, you, too.

I know,
I look young,

but that's just
because I am.

Have a seat.

Job, two suits,
badly tailored.

They're looking for you.

Cops?

Let's hope so.

I want all the backup
drives in the car now.

Keep the engine running.

Gentlemen, we don't
actually open till 10:00,

but if you'll follow me
back upstairs,

I'm sure we can find
somewhere to fit you in.

Down here might be better for
the nature of our inquiry.

Inquiry? Hmm.

May I see some ID?

This ain't a badge.

No... it's not.

Fucking slope cunt!

We work for Mr. Rabbit.

Sweet fuck.

The guy you're looking for came
in a couple of days ago.

And what did he want?

Just the usual, man...
credit cards, IDs.

Where is he now?
I'll tell
Mr. Rabbit whatever he wants,

but I've no idea.

O-Okay, okay, okay!

I'll get the file!
It's in the safe.

That would be helpful.

♪ ...thing you want me
to be, baby ♪

♪ Ba-ba-ba-baby

♪ For you,
I'm going crazy ♪

♪ Love me

♪ Love, love, love,
love me ♪

♪ I'll be anything...

♪ You want me
to be, baby ♪

♪ Ba...

Drive.

So I pissed off some people
when I hired you.

But every sheriff
that we've had,

including Morgan,

ended up
on Proctor's payroll,

so I needed an outsider.

So you brought me in here
to take down this one guy?

This Proctor?

He's not just one guy,
all right?

There's not a criminal
enterprise around here

that doesn't start
or end in his pockets.

Now, I know you don't
work till Monday,

but I wanna
show you the Cadi.

The Cadi?

The old Sheriff's Department
burned down three years ago.

City Hall
was pretty strapped.

Froemer's Cadillac had just
gone under, so we got creative.

Girl, you're gonna
leave that man

and you're gonna
leave that man tonight.

- Mm-mm.
- Alma.

Um, I'll call
you later.

Meet Lucas Hood.

Good to meet you, Alma.
Sheriff Hood.

Great to meet you.

Mm-hmm.

Afternoon, Mayor.
This is Lucas Hood.

This is Emmett Yawners.

He's one of the top 10 rushers
of all time at Penn State.

Good to meet you.
Welcome to the BSD.

And this is Brock Lotus,

our longest-serving member
of the department.

That right?

How are you doing,
Sheriff?

You fucking fascist!

I didn't even do
anything.

Oh, yeah, you're
a model citizen.

You try and
fight me again,

I remove your
fucking testicles.

Hi.
Hi.

- This is Lucas Hood.
- It's your new boss.

Well, shit, Danny, you could
have said so sooner.

I'm Siobhan Kelly.

My name's Peter.
Shut the fuck up!

Siobhan, I was thinking

maybe you could show the sheriff
the town of Banshee.

Oh, I'd love to, but I have to
write up Charlie Sheen here.

Actually,
I'd love a tour

from the longest-serving
member of the department.

All right, so why don't we start
on the outskirts of town?

There's an Indian casino.
Work our way back.

Did I catch you
on a bad day

or you always
this cheerful?

Aw, shit.

What's going on?

Moody boys
build furniture

and the Amish mills have been
driving down their prices.

We've, uh...
we've had incidents.

They won't hit back.

Oh, you've seen Witness.
Yeah, that's great.

Why don't you let me
handle this, huh?

Yeah, sure.
Hood, Hood!

Whoops!

We don't...
we want no trouble.

Hey!

Why don't we all
just take a moment,

talk about this?

Who the fuck are you?

Lucas Hood.
I'm the new sheriff.

Hey, Lotus, I thought
you were supposed

to take over
when Morgan kicked.

Yeah, well,
you and me both.

Hey! Cole.

That's enough.

I'm sure your wife's
got better things to do

than bail your ass
out of jail today.

I'm not through messing
with them.
Yeah, you are.

If you're the sheriff,
why aren't you in uniform?

I don't start
till Monday.

So there's nothing
stopping us

from fucking your shit up
today, then, huh?

Yeah. I hoped you'd make
that connection.

All right.
Easy, Deputy. I got this.

So, come on, Cole...

fuck my shit up.

All right,
just to be clear,

I'm gonna be pounding
a civilian...

Come on, motherfucker.
Get up!

Get his ass, Cole.
Get his ass!

That's enough, Cole.

Mr. Proctor.

Your four-on-one advantage
wasn't enough?

You needed this?

Come on, guys.

Hold on.

These men
are on a schedule.

Why don't you boys help them
load their wagons?

Yes, sir.
Come on.

You are?

Lucas Hood.
The new sheriff.

Fucking Dutchie.
This isn't over.

Kai Proctor.

Sorry if I stepped
on your toes there.

Mr. Proctor, what exactly
do you do?
I'm in meats.

Why don't you stop by
the slaughterhouse?

I'll set you up
with some nice steaks.

Hey, Lotus,
I'm gonna walk.

You're welcome,
by the way.

♪ Are you happy
with yourself? ♪

♪ Are you happy with
yourself? ♪

♪ I hope you're happy,
but I don't think so ♪

♪ I don't think so,
I don't ♪

♪ Are you happy with
yourself? ♪
I... I have to go.

Come on,
stay with me.

See you later.
What?

But I love you.

Whoa! You okay?
Yeah, my bad.

Okay.
It's all right.

13 years old, my ass.

Hey. Sorry,
you dropped this.

Thanks.
Shouldn't you
be in school?

Yeah, I should.

Can't your boyfriend
take you back?

Who says
he's my boyfriend?

Well, I hope he's not
your brother.

P&Ls.

Our numbers are down
at both strip clubs?

With the economy
what it is...

Men will pay for tits
until they're broke or dead.

Fix that, Burton.

You said you wanted
to see me?

It's a relatively
humane procedure.

We stun the beasts with a
pneumatic captive bolt gun...

one of these.

One bolt to the brain
does the trick.

Then we cut them
and they quietly bleed out.

Listen, um...
The Old Order
Pennsylvania Dutch

don't like being
called "Dutchies."

It's derisive.

I believe I heard you call my
father a "fucking Dutchie."

I was just running
my mouth.

I-I didn't know
he was your father.

Now you take your teeth
and put them back

in your fat, bigoted mouth
and get the fuck out of here.

Back in your mouth,
I said.

Why don't you see
Mr. Moody out?

You.

- They get your size wrong?
- No, I'm good.

Here, let me help.

Bring the pants to the
Martinizing over by the diner.

They'll take them
in for you.

All right, thanks.
I'll do that.

You got any family
coming to the swearing in?

No, I don't have
any family,

coming or not.

Well, we'll all
be there

and at Proctor's
reception after.

Reception?

Say what you will
about Proctor,

but the man knows
how to throw a party.

There.

Now that's what
a sheriff looks like.

- I do solemnly swear...
- I do solemnly swear...

that I will support,
protect, and defend...

that I will support,
protect, and defend...

the Constitution and government

of the United States...

the Constitution and government
of the United States...

and of the State
of Pennsylvania...

and of the State
of Pennsylvania...

that I have no knowledge
of any circumstance...

that I have no knowledge
of any circumstance...

past or present...
past or present...

that would disqualify me from
the assignment of this office...

that would disqualify me from
the assignment of this office...

that I have neither given...
that I have neither given...

nor will give any person
any gratuity, gift, fee,

or reward in consideration
of support for this office...

nor will give any person
any gratuity, gift, fee,

or reward in consideration
of support for this office...

that I am duly qualified
to hold office...

that I am duly qualified
to hold office...

under the Constitution
of the state...

under the Constitution
of the state...

and that I will well
and faithfully perform...

and that I will well
and faithfully perform...

the duties of Banshee
County Sheriff...

the duties of Banshee
County Sheriff...

the office of which
I now enter...

the office of which
I now enter...

so help me God.

so help me God.

Understated
as usual.

You just charged the man
with racketeering.

Now you're at his party.
Only in Banshee.

Sheriff Hood.

Mr. Proctor.

This is some shindig.

You'll find that Banshee
is not the backwater town

it sometimes
pretends to be.

You enjoy yourself.

I'll check in
on you soon.

Sure.

Sheriff Hood.
Gordon Hopewell.

We met at the swearing in.
The DA, right?

Honey, come over
and meet our new sheriff.

Hi.

Lucas Hood.
Great to meet you.

Carrie?

I'm sorry.
I'm not myself tonight.

No?
Who are you, then?

Good to meet you,
Mrs. Hopewell.

I'm telling you, there's
something wrong with that guy.

He went through the Moody boys
like they were cardboard.

So you're upset that our sheriff
knows how to fight?

It wasn't just
fighting, Emmett.

It was fucking combat.

Sheriff Hood,

I'd like you to meet
Chief Benjamin Longshadow

of the local
Kinaho Tribe,

a good friend and a great
man revered in Banshee.

Good to meet you,
Chief.

Likewise, Sheriff Hood.

My son Alex.

Hi.
Hey, Alex.

When you get settled,
my tribal council

wants to honor you
with a dinner.

On the reservation,
of course.

Yeah, um,
that sounds great.

You'll...
you'll excuse me?

A sheriff?

Are you kidding me?

They have a great
health plan.

Pshh, you're not gonna
need it in prison.

You used to have
more faith in me.

Why are you doing this?

You know why.

Come here for a sec.

I don't believe this.

It's an old Sargent safe.

I can't get in there, but you
could do it in your sleep.

Jesus.
Come on, it's the
least you can do.

No.

What you're doing,
it's crazy.

If you don't end it,
I will.
Yeah?

You're in no position
to blow any whistles,

Mrs. Hopewell.

You're insane.

Honey, I'm feeling
pretty tired.

You're preaching
to the choir.

I think we've stayed
long enough.

Kai, thanks for having us.

Sure.

Glad you stopped by.

This isn't awkward at all.

Oh, my God!

Proctor!

- Get here.
- Just stay there.

Get down, get down.

Please.

Dutchie motherfucker!

Taxi!

Knight to rook four.

Yours.

Pishak to queen three.

Yours.

So, no documents,

no software,
no hardware.

Everything in this
hairdresser's, burned?

Yes.

Queen to knight two.
Checkmate.

You will
find them both...

quickly.

♪ You like

♪ To entertain

♪ Then you try to
get away ♪

♪ Danger sign

♪ To end up

♪ On the pavement

♪ You choose
the bright surrender ♪

♪ Come alive,
I got a lot to lose ♪

♪ Games designed
to rip up ♪

♪ All the traces.