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♪ MTV

Last night, an attempt was made

on one of Bevilaqua's men.

Lay low, figure out what Kansas City's gonna do.

- Shit just got real. - We're gonna hit fucking Tulsa,

we're gonna hit 'em hard. You understand me?

If it's the last fucking thing I do,

I'm getting rid of him.

I think you should go back to New York.

You break my heart.

I'm changing our agreement.

What, are you leaving the business?

You are.

What's this-- an intervention?

You're being moved aside.

Motherfucker!

Bill Bevilaqua's planning to make

an attempt on your life.

Don't know the guy.

- You've been warned. - Appreciate it.

Good luck staying alive.

You're not allowed to be back here.

Where you gonna go, huh? Fucking Mars?!

It was Ming who tried to take him out

by blowing up Manfredi, and he missed.

Do you know what you fucking did?!

- Hey-- - I'm in a fucking war right now

because of you.

Gun!

Jimmy. Fuck!

Why do we smile in such sadness?

Because of the memories

of the laughter that we shared in the past.

Why is there such relief

in sadness?

Because there is a peace in it.

There will never be fear again.

Yo, is that Jimmy in there?

Sure is, along with

some of his personal belongings.

All in accordance with Native rituals, obviously.

I sent him to the other side with some moon rocks.

What's he, Buzz Aldrin?

There's definitely a buzz involved.

And he'll fly just as high.

- Moon rocks are the best. - Deep peace...

Though we grieve his loss,

we're grateful for the time we had with you, Jimmy.

That's very nice, Grace.

- Thanks. - The moon and stars

- put their healing light on you. - Jimmy'd appreciate it.

Deep peace of Mother Earth

and the four directions to you.

This is definitely something

you don't see in New York every day.

Hey, General.

Ah.

Sorry for your loss.

We're all sorry.

This...

is for you.

His mother, who's sick, wanted you to have it.

Thanks, but why me?

She said Jimmy had great respect for you as a leader.

Well, thank you very much.

I hope to put this to good use.

The people who did this-- they have interest in marijuana?

Yeah, well, it's a lot more complicated than that.

There's a lot of 'em.

They took out a guy who owned a 10,000-acre weed farm.

- Yeah. - We want payback for this.

I know. And that's got to be settled soon.

Yes, it does.

- We're at war. - Good.

We have the Maiule warriors here.

Kinike, Himbosha, Yaloka, Haiupe, and more.

All Nations allied.

That's good to know.

Old Smoke.

Say hello to our friends.

Dwight Manfredi, this is Old Smoke.

How you doing?

What did you say your name was?

Dwight Manfredi.

"The-White."

No.

Dwight with a D.

Uh-huh.

Like I said...

"The-White."

Okay.

Go in peace, brother.

Thanks.

What?

- "The-White," man. - Don't start.

Yo, Da-White man?

Da-White Manfredi.

- He's like a seer. - It's crazy,

How you never thought about that? That's--

I love that shit. Da-White Man.

What's a seer, man?

- What are you talking about? - Like, medicine man plus.

You know, sees the future.

Come on, enough with the dream catcher powwow bullshit.

We got to concentrate on what's important now.

Yeah, like when are we gonna take out Bevilaqua?

Whoa, what happened to all the pacifist shit?

Died along with Jimmy.

Jimmy was a good guy, Bodhi.

Jimmy and I were brothers, man,

and he's dead because of me.

Oh, don't even start that shit.

I invited him into this.

Hey, Bodhi, he accepted.

He was a grown man.

Okay. Well, excuse me for having fucking survivor's guilt.

My conscience is still intact.

I can't afford to have a conscience right now.

I cannot help the dead.

My job is to keep the living alive.

Hey, I'm gonna kill you. Seriously.

♪ slow, suspenseful music

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It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Fuck... Fuck, fuck.

Fucking motherfucker!

♪ percussive, upbeat music

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I find that prick, I'm gonna blow his brains out.

Somebody better, before he flips to the FBI.

You ain't kidding.

What Armand knows-- put us all away.

What's the tally? What'd he take?

He got little over a half a mil.

- Goddamn. - I need you to go over

to Armand's house, talk to his wife,

maybe you can find out something.

I'm on it right now.

Good.

Fucking poor Jimmy.

What the fuck? This guy

just whacks him and gets away with it?

No, that's not gonna happen. It's not fucking gonna happen.

We got to kill him.

- Who? - Bevilaqua, that's who.

We'll get him, Bodhi. We'll get him.

Fucking kidding.

The fuck you want?

We been talking, all of us.

Got a proposition for you.

Maybe a path back.

- What's that? - Head west,

get Dwight back into the fold.

Didn't you guys already take care of that at the sit-down?

Dwight don't like me. You know that.

You, he might listen to. He's a huge

fucking earner. You cut some kind of a deal,

it could go a long way over here.

Why don't we get rid of him?

Enough of this bullshit already.

I can't tell you what to do.

But as long as Tulsa's his,

it ain't ours.

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See anything, you let me know.

At this point, we lay low.

We take a beat until I can figure out

how to deal with Manfredi next.

Maybe-maybe I call a truce.

How's that work? We just clipped one of his crew.

Well, we got to try and squash this fucking thing

or it's never gonna stop.

Over what-- a bullshit misunderstanding?

It's bad for fucking business.

Thresher needs to get whacked.

- Dogs is right, skip. - Yeah.

In due time, we'll deal with Thresher, I promise.

And I told that greedy fuck

not to mess with Ming a long time ago.

He didn't listen to me.

Now we're paying the price.

Exactly.

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Tyson.

I'm outside Armand's house. It's empty.

Neighbors said they moved,

but don't even know where to.

Tomorrow, why don't you give 100 bucks to mailman.

Maybe she left a forwarding address.

Okay. Will do.

- Hey. - Hey.

Oh, I heard from Tina. They're all settled in.

You know, maybe you ought to go back to New York.

What, and leave you all alone?

It's not... it's not safe here.

If I wasn't safe, you would just leave me alone?

Of course not, but it's not the same thing.

I mean, I created this fucking mess.

Oh, you know what? No one's to blame.

No? How about all this

was set in motion a long time ago,

it just took a while to get here,

but the check does come due.

That is not always true.

It is true, seriously.

We're here at this spot in this time,

in this predicament,

because of the bad steps I took a long time ago.

Like I say it again, it's no accident.

No, Tina said the same thing and she was right.

Okay. Let's say that's right. What are you gonna do about it?

You can't go back and change what was.

No, but I can change what is.

Meaning?

It means...

certain people got to go.

Who?

Stay there.

Yeah?

It's me, boss.

Come in.

We have a visitor.

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I called Chickie to reach out to Manfredi.

Vince, too. I got radio fucking silence.

We're gonna have to take extra precautions.

What the fuck you call this?

Look, Bill, I... I don't know what to do.

You know what's funny?

You come find me every time you're down to your last out.

What did I tell you?

I told you stay away from the fucking Chinaman.

Yeah, that's a big help now.

Hey, you made this bed.

Okay? Not me. You're gonna unmake it quick,

or I'm gonna put a bullet in your fucking head.

Wait a second.

I may have a way to get to Manfredi.

Just fucking fix it.

- I'll get it done. - Fix it.

Yeah, go fuck yourself.

I've always wanted

to do something like this.

At least, I thought I did, but...

- I'm not so sure anymore. - I totally get it.

I mean, I... I love horses. And it's not that

- I'm not grateful. I am. - No.

No, I understand.

Now is the time you should figure out

what you want to do with your life.

But you got to be smart, 'cause it goes by really fast.

Thank you for understanding.

No problem.

Excuse me.

Margaret.

We need to talk. It's important.

Me just being here is putting my life in jeopardy.

Are you serious?

No, I'm fucking dead serious. It's Ming.

What about him?

I didn't really tell you, at least not directly.

He's dangerous. Much more than I thought.

How?

I've seen him kill people,

and he enjoys it.

Oh. So, you got me in business with a fucking psychopath.

Wait a second, I think you are forgetting

that you came to us first, Margaret.

Anyway, Ming has squeezed me out and he's threatened my life.

He's dealing in everything now,

from heroin to arms to human trafficking.

And now he's trying to take everything with him.

Including my ranch?

Yeah, I'm sorry, Margaret.

- Fuck you. - Ooh.

What am I supposed to do about this?

Help me. Manfredi.

What?

Remember Bill Bevilaqua?

Yeah, your ex-partner.

Well, the two of them have been

in this shitty little fight now for too long.

You really know how to pick 'em, Cal.

Listen. Manfredi thinks that Bill tried to kill him.

It wasn't Bill. It was Ming.

What do you want from me?

Convince Manfredi to sit down and hear us out.

If not, we're all fucked.

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Yo, yo.

- Hey, Pop. - Yeah, right here.

Trying to go hit the court?

I could change clothes real quick.

Oh, shoot, well, I'm still gonna

have to spot you a few points.

Man, get out of here.

How you doing? Doing all right?

Well, shit, yeah, I'm glad to be home.

I'll tell you that, man.

There's only so much hospital Jell-O a man can eat.

Oh, what? Ooh, I already know.

So, uh...

Where's Ma?

Well, that's actually why I asked you to stop by.

Angie?

- Tyson. - Mama.

So, I need to speak to both of you.

Now, there's, uh...

there's something about looking death in the face

that puts things in perspective real quick.

The only thing that you think about,

worry about, care about is your family.

I know you're upset with our son,

and I don't blame you.

I have my own issues with your choices, as you know.

But I love you both more than anything in this world.

And there's nothing more important to me than my family.

So I need you two to get past this.

I need us to be together again.

Because for me,

losing my family...

...would be worse than death.

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Five grand if you can get it inside the 20.

Oh!

You know, Chickie and Bevilaqua are essentially the same guy.

Everything they got--

was handed to 'em by their old man.

Only thing I got handed was a fucking backhand.

Yeah, but look how good you turned out.

- True. - Hey, boss?

What are you doing here?

You show up where I work all the time.

I know, but it's not safe.

Yeah, that's what I'm hearing about my ranch.

What happened?

Can we go sit somewhere and talk?

Yeah, sure. Come on.

So, what's going on?

Okay.

- About a year ago... - Mm.

I had a problem with my ex. You met him.

Yeah, don't remind me.

Yeah.

It was actually right after that.

He did a little creative accounting

and tried to buy me out of the ranch.

I needed cash.

A lot of it. Quickly.

Why didn't you come to me?

Because I felt stupid and...

and we didn't have that kind of relationship.

So, anyway,

I had known Cal Thresher

a long time.

And God knows he was rich, so...

He bailed me out. Took a position in the ranch.

How big a position?

Forty-nine percent.

We'll buy him out.

Not that simple.

He came in with a psychopath of a partner.

Guy named Ming.

- Ming. - And according to Cal,

it was Ming who was behind your car bombing.

You believe that?

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

All I know is he asked me

to intervene on his behalf,

see if you would be willing

to talk to him and Bevilaqua.

Mm-mmm.

I'm way past talking.

I'm asking you to do this for me.

If you're having trouble, I'll take care of it.

It's not me I'm worried about.

I'll take care of it.

How?

Revenge to the man

has to be so severe

that his vengeance need not be feared.

Machiavelli said that, not me.

You want a drink?

I could use one.

Yes, please.

Reservations. How can I help you?

Yeah, hi. I'm trying to book a flight on the website,

but it keeps telling me it's rejected.

To whom do I have the pleasure of speaking?

Charles Invernizzi.

Thank you, Mr. Invernizzi.

Do you have a rewards number?

Yes.

HJB3168.

Okay, one second while I look that up.

Okay, I see that you've been blocked by the TSA.

What?

You're on the No Fly List, sir.

What are you talking about? I fly all the time.

Was there an incident recently

where you were arrested at LaGuardia Airport?

Fuck.

Yeah, but that was a misunderstanding.

I'm sorry, sir, there's nothing I can do.

Wait, you got to be fucking kidding me.

Well, there is an appeals process if you'd like

- to give them a call. - All right, go fuck yourself.

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Ah, here we go.

It's good you came. We need to talk.

Well...

I'm done talking. I'm here to listen.

Fair enough.

We need to put our differences aside.

I just got finished burying one of my men

- because of him. - That's a two-way street.

- Stop-stop, just stop-- - That's a two-way-- No, no, no.

Who fucking stabbed who first?

Oh, you want to do this? Let's do this.

Could you guys just shut the fuck up?

Yes, we have competing agendas and-and...

varied interests. Who gives a shit?

Right now we have a common enemy.

There's nothing in common between us.

- I mean, get that straight. - Is that so?

This guy here

is afraid of getting killed. He's scared.

Scared of you? Dream fucking on.

No?

Okay, then why are you so desperate

to let everybody know

that you weren't involved in trying to kill me?

It wasn't me, Dwight.

Or you wouldn't be sitting here right now.

It was Ming.

Ming?

Ming.

Your partner.

That's called guilt by association.

I could, justifiably,

blow your brains out right now and feel good about it.

It wasn't me.

I had nothing to do with the bombing.

It was his idea all along.

His idea was to get rid of everyone

and take everything else.

Look, it's obvious there's no love lost between any of us.

But while we're trying to kill each other--

for what turns out to be no reason whatsoever--

Ming is gonna take over.

So, you want

or need my help?

No, we all need each other's help. That's why you're here.

Let me think on it.

You better think fast, Dwight.

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***

This fucking guy.

Sir.

There's somebody here. They need to talk to you.

I'm very sorry to just show up like this.

What do you want?

Do you know who I am?

You worked for Thresher. And Dwight Manfredi.

Not anymore. Manfredi wants to kill me.

I robbed his casino. I took half a million dollars.

So, what do you want?

I'll never live to spend it if Manfredi is alive.

So fucking kill him.

I can't.

Which is it?

You're a thief with a conscience or a thief with no balls?

I'm not a killer, sir.

Ah.

But you know I am, which is why you're here.

Manfredi knows it was you behind the car bombing.

Thresher told him.

And now he's coming for me.

Hard.

Hard?

He's nothing to me.

If you're lying...

...I will kill you.

After I kill your entire family in front of you first.

I believe you. I would never test you.

Sir.

How do I get to him?

When is he most vulnerable?

When he's with his girlfriend at her ranch.

Tell me. Who's there?

Who protects him?

No one protects him, no one's there.

Taking them both out would be simple.

I know every inch of that place.

I can find my way in the dark.

♪ suspenseful music

***

The house is just up there.

How much more?

Just around the corner.

I need a second.

The fuck are you doing?

I'm short of breath. It's fucking nerves.

Move.

Aah!

♪ percussive, upbeat music

***

Good shot, Grace. I'm glad you didn't kill him.

You can take off now.

Mitch, Bigfoot, you know what to do.

Oh, we sure do.

All right.

Time to shine.

No, no.

Get up, get up.

We should get rid of those bodies.

Our Indian friends will take care of that.

We got some business to discuss.

It'll keep until tomorrow, right?

Come on, boys.

All right.

Let's finish this.

- Finish what? - You'll see.

♪ tense music

***

Yes.

Here.

You do it.

What?

You do it.

Y-You want--

Of course. It's justified.

It's justified?

Yes.

Tyson, this is the man

who almost killed your father

and you.

- It's justified. - Mm-mmm.

Justified.

This is the man

who caused all the bloodletting.

You.

I say

good fucking riddance.

So, yes.

It's justified.

It's justifiable.

Hmm. Clean shot.

What the hell are you doing here?

What the fuck is he doing here?

Hey, put the gun down.

Can you please tell us what the hell is going on?

Sure. Listen up.

It's me, boss.

Come in.

We got a visitor.

♪ intriguing music

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I'm sorry, Dwight.

Was he armed?

Forty-five.

It was in his pocket.

I wasn't... I didn't mean to...

I-I've been walking around

half a mil, Dwight. I would never...

So, you brought me back my own money, Armand?

That's nice. What the fuck do you think

I should do with you?

I swore I'd never run again, and I did.

I'm a pathetic piece of fucking shit.

You should take that and blow my fucking brains out, Dwight.

Just fucking... take me out.

I don't want to be here anymore.

I don't go nothing left. Just, please, just do it

so I don't have to do it later.

My whole life is one fuck-up after another.

But, Dwight, I tried.

You know, I tried with everything.

I really did.

All I ever wanted was to do right

with my family and my kids,

and I lost them. They're gone. They left me.

I'm a pathetic piece of shit in front of them.

What you are

is a liability, Armand.

A danger.

Not to my enemies...

- but to me. - Dwight!

You're right. I'm a complete failure.

I mean, you've been through hell worse than anybody, Dwight,

and look at you. Here you are.

You're... you're a man who means something,

who did something, who's somebody

who should be respected.

I will never know that feeling.

I don't deserve to know it.

Enough with the "Oh, woe is me" bullshit.

Unless you committed murder...

...it's never too late to make things right, Armand.

You understand? It's never

too fucking late. Say it.

Never too late.

Say it again.

It's never too late.

That's right.

Now, get up.

Now we're gonna talk.

And you're gonna make it right.

Thank you. Thank you.

Armand returned the 500 grand

and helped set this whole thing up.

So, Armand,

we're square.

You think Margaret'll let me back in?

Mm.

I'll ask her tomorrow morning.

Now, why don't you guys take off.

Bigfoot, you want to bury that?

With pleasure.

Hope you like your new roommate.

♪ "Learning to Fly" by Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers ♪

♪ Well, I started out

♪ Down a dirty road

♪ Started out

♪ All alone

♪ And the sun went down

♪ As I crossed the hill

♪ And the town lit up ♪

♪ The world got still

♪ I'm learning to fly ♪

♪ But I ain't got wings

♪ Coming down

♪ Is the hardest thing

♪ Well, the good old days...

You okay?

Yeah.

Everything's okay. Yeah.

I could use a shower.

♪ And the rocks might melt...

How's the ranch?

No damage.

♪ I'm learning to fly... ♪

Did you accomplish your goal?

♪ But I ain't got wings...

Oh, yeah.

Mission accomplished.

Hurry up.

Come to bed.

On my way.

♪ percussive, upbeat music

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