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Dexter Deacon. Call him the Watchmaker.

Builds and detonates untraceable
devices for the highest bidder.

I want you to buy from him.

Bait him, set him up.

I don't do business
with people I don't know.

Look up Dwight Manfredi.

I think that you will make
one hell of a governor.

Does that mean I have your vote?

I'll help you get elected.

Stop!

You okay?

I am now.

Think we could take the brand
to the next level.

- If we get the 50 back.
- Fair exchange:

our booze back and you get
your blood back.

There's nothing
you can take from me that

I can't take back, Mr. Manfredi!

I heard that Dwight's crew...

they're moving into booze.
Just bought a distillery.

Well, that's valuable news.

- It's been a while.
- Ray?

You have a problem
with anyone out there,

I'm just a phone call away.

You understand?

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from Whisky Advocate,

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Wine & Spirits, Spirits & Liquors...

Amazing.

Great job, Bodhi.

How do you mean?

I just mean getting all these critics

out here in the middle of nowhere.

Mm. Is there anyone in the
bourbon world you didn't contact?

Grace did all the heavy lifting.

Nicely done.

It's a bottle of the 50.

I can see that.
Where'd you learn to do that?

- Ice carving?
- No, bricklaying.

I learned it in Kentucky.
$12.50 an hour.

You're good.

So... big day.

- Yeah.
- Launch day.

Ah, you know.

- Feeling optimistic?
- No. I got...

- Everything I do goes sideways.
- Mm.

So, how's it going?

How's what going?

How's it going with the guy
with the X-ray eyes?

- Oh!
- The albino?

Stop. Thresher?

- Yeah, Thresher.
- We're making progress.

It's all about perception.

Huh, you know that's good
to hear. I'm glad for you two.

He's got to impress
the higher-ups in the state,

but also, he's got to appeal to

- the salt of the earth people.
- Oh, forget that.

- Meaning what?
- Because he's

complete un-fuckin'-likable.

Come on. Are you saying you don't have

just a little... a little bit
of a soft spot for him?

It's a little early

to be joking.

I want to bring him to your event today.

- Why?
- Because,

we might be able
to get some PR in that sector.

I don't know about that.

Mm. I'm sure he feels the same way.

You know, it's kind of depressing

- and pathetic.
- What?

That at my age, you get these...
they're like,

feelings that... I don't know...

- What?
- ...make no sense.

- Like, insecure?
- No, I didn't say that.

- Jealous?
- Come o... Hey.

Possessive?

Why don't you just pick one?

Why don't you drink your coffee
and shut up?

Holy shit. Christ.

If I wasn't depressed, I am now.

So,

I'm curious about this whiskey racket.

It's bourbon, not whiskey.
And it's legit,

- there's no racket.
- Okay.

This bourbon thing.

Fucking word's out about this,

uh, launch or whatever you call it.

What do you want from me?
I don't like this.

- What?
- What?

You sticking your nose in my business.

I didn't say nothing about that,

and I would never insult you in any way.

You will never get that kind
of disrespect from me, ever.

That's horseshit. We got
no business together, Vince.

Now, all of a sudden, we're strangers?

Look, I'm not trying
to break balls here.

You're coming real fucking close, Vince.

Just inquiring what the status
of your position is.

Hey, hey. Do I ask you

- what New York is up to?
- No, you haven't.

Then why are you
sticking your nose in my life?

Quiet Ray asks this, not me.

Oh, Quiet Ray.

He is a curious man.

If Quiet Ray has an issue with Dwight,

Quiet Ray should call Dwight.

Okay? That's the right thing to do.

Not this dumb conversation.

Go, go.

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Dad, I thought we could talk strategy.

- About what?
- About how to deal with

this thing they're trying to pull off.

Well, hell, son,
what do you think we should do?

Well, hit back.

Can't let him think
he can get away with that shit.

Well, now, I never thought about that...

not letting Manfredi
get away with this shit.

Any other brilliant advice?

- No, I was just trying...
- Yeah, well,

stop trying, just stop.

You get the boys together,
about eight or so. We might be

cracking some heads
or something along those lines.

Also, did A.G. Sackrider arrive?

He's in your office.

Good.

When you notify the men,

you can run along till I need you.

Morning, men.

- Attorney General.
- Sir.

It's good to see you, sir.

Good to see you, too.

You're aware that there's, uh,

an event that shouldn't
be occurring, right?

So you've said.

Would you fine men set outside a moment?

I need something accomplished.

Tell me.

You are aware.

O-Of what?

Goddamn it, you've been
asleep at the wheel.

This goddamn outlier, Manfredi.

You heard of him, yes?

- Yes.
- Good. Good.

'Cause he's taken a good time in my life

and turned it into a bad one.

And I want back what belongs to me.

- Your campaign...
- Was underwritten by you.

I don't mean to throw that
up in your face,

but it's good you acknowledge that.

Now acknowledge I want you
to get one of your inspectors...

some guy that you got
under your thumb...

to go tonight
and shut that filthy event down.

And if you don't, it's gonna
get really bad for them.

And you.

Mm-mmm.

What?

Is this your "get ready
for business" outfit?

Hey, baby, dress for success.

Well, maybe I better
change or something.

Oh, now, Tyson.

- That's a nice suit.
- You like this suit over here?

- Yeah, I appreciate you.
- Mm-hmm.

What am I, chopped liver? What...

- Come on.
- Excuse me, who pressed

- your compliment button?
- Come on, man, it's not even

like that, man. I'm...
Look, you got to tell me.

What's... what's the sauce, man?

H-How you pulling all of these
fine women all-all like this?

I got to know.

Well, it's easy.

- Yeah? What's easy?
- Humor and breath mints.

- Seriously?
- Yeah. Seriously.

Okay.

Why would I even bother with you, man?

Can I give you a hand with those?

Thanks, but... all done.

On the house.

Thank you.

I saw your car when I was driving by.

So you live close by?

I do.

Not for long, though.

Moving?

Maybe.

How about you... you sticking around?

Maybe.

You know, that guy... he, um...

did he ever come back around?

No.

Good.

I did something right.

But you can.

Come around anytime.

Yes, ma'am.

It's crazy, you know, I-I was...
you know, I was thinking...

I can't hear you. You got to turn this

stupid music down.

I got a bad ear.

That's my bad. I...
I got something on my heart

- I wanted to ask, you know?
- Mm-hmm.

I don't want you to joke on me, either,

'cause that's gonna
kill the whole conversation.

- I'm serious right now.
- Yeah.

No goofing.

What's your definition of a man?

Well, a man is what you think he is.

Well, that don't ring to be so true,

'cause I could think I'm the man, right?

- Right.
- Then there's this normal guy,

not even a bad motherfucker

-at all, do some crazy shit,
-Right.

walking up into a burning house,

pulling people out
he don't know shit about.

- Right. Right.
- Never will.

But he puts those strangers first.

Hey, look, good for him.

That's what he does. But I bet,

under the right circumstances,
you'd do the same thing.

- Hell no. Hell no.
- Yeah.

- Hell no? All right.
- That's why

I'm wondering here, you know?

What am I all about, man?

- What's my value here?
- Hey, you know,

that depends on how valuable you are

to other people. That's the thing.

My old man, my pops... you know, he...

He's thorough,

- solid.
- Yeah.

Worked his ass off, man.

Never asked for nothing in return,

- never has.
- Mm-hmm.

And then just seems like, with me,

I'm just always
asking, asking, asking...

You just half-answered
your own question, pal.

No, I'm just thinking. You know,
the shit that I got us into

- with the woman, you know?
- Yeah.

Fuck.

- She wasn't even your type.
- She wasn't even my type.

- No, she wasn't.
- I'm-I'm like, "damn." Why...

How could I be so stupid,
so weak, to be played like that?

'Cause you were stupid and weak.

But that happens,
that's how learning is done...

by mistakes. But you can't
be so hard on yourself, man.

You don't have to man up.

You know why?

'Cause you're a man to me.

- Me?
- Yeah.

You're tough and dangerous, right?

I'm capable of fucking some shit up.

And you're courageous, right?

Yeah, to the bone, man.

And you're, like, this warrior, right?

Yeah, a warrior who got
all his shit together, too.

Hey. Feel better?

Feel much better.

Hey, just, you know,
scratch all that shit out.

It's all my bad. I don't give...

So you're just wasting my time?

Turn the music back up.

Wow.

Look at this.

- Like an amusement park.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Oh, well, well, well.

- Look at my little sister.
- Look who's here.

Aw, what a wonderful job you did here.

- Yeah.
- Beautiful.

Looks nice.

It does look great.
Y-You did a good job.

- Wonderful, I would say.
- Thank you.

You ever think about
interior decorating?

- Yes.
- Yeah?

All the time, or like, event planning

- would be a good side hustle.
- There's good money in that.

- I'm serious.
- Yeah. So am I.

Excuse me.

Mr. Bunghole.

You're never gonna let that go, huh?

No, not really.

What are the calculations?

Well, once we get this
rust trap up and running

-and we get some equipment made
-Mm-hmm.

- in this century...
- Do you want to simplify this?

But it's complicated.

I know it's complicated, but...

Okay. Well, a 53 gallon or 200 liter

bourbon barrel yields 250...

You want to try that again? Simplify it.

- It's complicated. It's...
- Take a breath.

- I'm breaking your balls.
- Kansas City's here.

All right, why don't you two continue?

But you asked the question.

Why would I talk to...

I'll just be here, longing
for my father's approval.

We got some serious shit
happening, Dwight.

Like what?

That scumbag, Vince. He's calling me.

He's sniffing around about the bourbon

- and my involvement with you.
- That was bound to happen.

No, I understand. That, I understand.

But you and me...
we're in business together.

So, I mean, what's your plan
for dealing with these animals?

Because they're up my ass
and they're showing their teeth.

It's a matter of time. Come on.

I mean, you're taking this
a little bit casual, no?

Yeah, well, I got
a lot of things on my mind.

I can't focus on that.

Quiet Ray wants me
to turn on you. Capisce?

Course he does, he's smart.
This is the kind of guy...

this fucking guy will not
come at you head-on.

He'll avoid that.

He'll come at you with deception.

That's how his fucking brain works.

Right. Well, he's smart,
we got to be fucking smarter.

Because this... this is way too big

to let it slide with New York.

You know better than anybody,
they're gonna want a big chunk.

And if not, going to war
is a pretty good bet.

On top of that,

one of my wire places in Blue Hills

- just got raided.
- When?

Today. An hour ago.
Something's going on.

Your guy, Armand... have you
spoken to him? 'Cause may-maybe

he's talking to New York again.

Worse yet, maybe
he's flipped with the feds.

There's no way.
You're overthinking this.

- Am I?
- Yeah.

Yeah? Or maybe my sense
of self-preservation

- is better than yours.
- It's fucking doubtful.

You know, I don't care about
Quiet Ray or the feds

or any threat, real or imagined.

This is f... fucking big for me.

This could be the greatest
opportunity in my life

and it comes with danger,
I don't fucking care.

I'm ready for it.

Yeah?

Because we get benched, we-we go to war?

You got no fucking opportunity.

Fortune favors the bold.

Machiavelli.

Fuck.

Yeah?

You made the grade.

Now we meet.

I can't do it today.

Today it must be,
or the offer is withdrawn.

Tomorrow.

Five minutes to reconsider.

Hey...

Yeah?

I get that you're very busy,

but that's not your top priority.

Are you fucking tapping me?

That's right. Take the meeting.

I'm not doing it today.
I got other plans.

This is the most important thing
in your miserable li...

I'm gonna send you something.

- What?
- It's a reminder

of who this piece of shit is.

Take the meeting.

Yeah?

We on?

Yeah, we're on. Where?

You know the place well.

What's going on with you?

Tyson, just drive.

Damn, something going on.

Some advice, you want that?

People don't get what they deserve,

they get what they attract.

- Yeah, like karma.
- I don't know about karma.

Karma. But I... I've gotten away
with a lot of things.

But if you think you deserve
to be punished inside,

you will get just that.
You will take the fall.

The fuck is that... the fall?

You know, you-you think this life

you're trying to live here is so special

- and powerful and real?
- Right.

Well, there's gonna come

a dark check that's due.

And that check...

that's gonna be the real real.

That don't make no sense.

Does to me.

Think about it.

Man, I did, and I think
I need me a cold drink.

Yeah, well, we'll get it later.

Stay here.

Lucas. My vodka.

There you are.

That's right.

You have this place long?

Yeah. Little while.

Do well for you?

Let's get down to business.

This is business.

It's important,
especially in my profession,

to know as much as is necessary
about my clients.

Like where you reside,

your places of business,

the people under your employ, et cetera.

You never know too much.

I mean, your résumé...

What about it?

Twenty-five years in prison?

That's yesterday's fucking news.

Mm. It's admirable.

Not compromising. It's admirable.

Let's get to it.

What type of explosive? The...

the damage varies by a lot.

I use special compounds, untraceable.

I just want to take out the competition.

What size area do you need the explosion

to encompass?

His house.

Mm. Square footage?

Ten or 15,000 square foot?

Ten or 15?

It's-it's a big difference.

Fifteen.

And the lucky recipient?

You want to know his name?

Yes, the target.

That also requires research

to be specific.

Jeremiah Dunmire.

Dunmire. The bourbon maker.

That's right.

That will be a quarter of a million now

and then another 250 when I'm done.

You didn't mention anything
about payment now.

Well, I am mentioning it.

You have it?

If not, I'm happy to go on my way.

Very good.

We done? I got an event to go to.

I know.

We're done.

For now.

When's it gonna be ready?

It'll be ready when it's ready.
I'll call you.

You're not a fed, are you?

I'm just kidding.

Poor joke.

Your boys look like they're
about to do something stupid.

What's that supposed to mean?

You looking to start a war, Bill?

Why are they so strapped to a T?

Well, you don't think
anything's possible, Mitch?

Let's just say
I'm protecting my investment.

Yeah, I've watched how
you protect your investments.

- Is that right?
- Yeah.

Get a drink.

Where's Dwight?

I have called him at least ten times.

These people want
to taste this fucking shit.

Maybe we should wait a little longer?

Yeah, you think? Okay,
we'll wait a little longer.

Excuse me. Are you in charge?

Why?

It's a simple question.

Are you in charge?

Joanne Manfredi?

Mm... What do you need?

Were you invited?

I don't need an invitation.

Joanne Manfredi. That's you, right?

Uh, what's the problem?

I was speaking to her.

Is there an issue?

There could be.

HSE inspections

are carried out by inspectors.

That's who I am.

This is bullshit.
You just show up on this day?

All right, I know what you and
that old bastard are trying to do.

Come on, let's go. Let's get out.

- No. Come on. Let's go.
- Can I have a word? Please?

I'm sure there's been some
sort of misunderstanding,

Mister...

Leery.

Leery. Um...

You need to stay calm.

Right, but you know this is a setup.

Yeah, of course it is.
But he has extensive power

to come in here, search the place,

take samples of anything he wants

and shut us down in a second.

So now what?

Get out of his way.

I would like to start
in the barrel room, please.

What's going on there? Who's that guy?

Fucking health inspector.

Health inspector? What does he want?

He's looking to shut us down.

- Why?
- Fuckin' Dunmire, I'm sure.

Does Dwight know about this?

- He's not here.
- Fuck.

Get rid of him.

Get rid of him.
How the fuck does that work?

Joanne's gonna kill me. Hurry up.

I'm hitting it, I'm hitting it.

What are you, saving gas?

- Faster.
- I want the bourbon, too.

- Well, go.
- I'm going, I'm going.

It's Clint, right? Yes.

And Susan? Yeah? Cal Thresher.

Susan, pleasure to meet you.

Clint, real pleasure to meet you.

Cal's running for governor,
I'm sure you've heard that.

I hope we'll have your vote.

- Excuse me.
- Thank you very much.

- One minute.
- That... Wait. Hey, wait.

- Where you going?
- I'm gonna find our host.

Wait, wait. W...

How long we supposed to be here for?

These are the influencers,
the people you need to impress.

Just-just a couple photos.

- Five minutes.
- Yes.

And no pictures with the host,

wherever the hell he is. Hi.

Eva, take care of him.

You... Mm, mm, mm, mm...

Hello, hi. Cal Thresher.

Mm. Inadequate venting,

north wall and east wall.

Easy fix. Done.

Well, it's supposed
to be done before I arrive,

- not after.
- Mm.

Let's see what else there is.

You talk to Dwight?

No.

We got to get this show on the road.

You better get ready to say something.

Okay.

- Wish me luck.
- You got this.

You got this.

There's evidence of infestation.

Ever seen behind here?

This is looking unhealthy. Ooh.

There's more than enough crap right here

to stop the proceedings.

Aw, come on, pal, let's be serious.

Man to man, what's it take?

Come again?

What's it gonna take?

Bribing a state official?

Not my intent.

Well, this will be reported to...

Fuck!

Fuck me!

What the fuck?

Good evening.

Uh, for those of you who don't know me,

I'm Cleo Montague
and I'd like to welcome y'all

to Montague Distillery.

My father would have been really touched

to see you all here tonight.
Touched and rightly proud.

A true craftsman.

He fought tooth and nail
to keep his craft alive,

to maintain his integrity,

to defend his work and his legacy

till his final breath.

Any thoughts?

One. Why?

Just trying to scare the guy.

Now, this fuckhead
was gonna shut us down.

We got to get rid of the body.

No, we don't.

It was an accident.

Searching around in the dark,

no witnesses to speak of?

None.

Good. Good.

Where the hell is your inspector?

He should be there, I assume.

You assume?

Let me tell you something.

Assuming is the mother of all fuck-ups.

Get everybody. Let's go.

Though I do feel blessed
to be here tonight,

thanks to many people
I now call friends,

I'll end with this sort of silly quote,
but I believe it.

"Make new friends, but keep the old.

Those are silver, these are gold."

To friends and family.

Cheers.

Oh, my God, check this out.

Look at this.

Yeah.

- Paid off, didn't it?
- You got to be proud, huh?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Spencer. What are you doing here?

- You're everywhere.
- Hey.

I'm feeling some
champagne over here, right?

He's a champagne guy.
How's it going here?

Very good.

Nice.

Hey, guys.

Hello, everybody. Hel... Yeah, hey.

- Cheers to you.
- Thank you very much.

There he is.

You got to be five-finger fucking me.

You said it was gonna be Dwight
and a bunch of influencers,

not these june bugs.

I didn't know he'd be here.

I'm running for governor.

This is not a very good look,
so why don't you go

spend some time with your friend
over there. I'm leaving.

Fine, go. I'll see you tomorrow.

How you doing in the polls, Thresher?

Fine, thanks for asking, Bev. Just fine.

Go. Now.

Listen to the lady.

Fuck off.

Hey!

Sorry I'm late, sorry I'm late.

The best crew money can buy.

Hey. You know what? Let's cheer it up.

That's right, cheers.

Cent'anniand all that

- kind of stuff.
- Let's go.

That was beautiful.

Well done. Oh.

So, what do you think?

Meet your expectations?

Oh...

I never thought this would ever happen.
It's fantastic.

So, are you gonna give me some of this

- wonder whiskey of yours?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Come on, let me-let me help you.

I like this dress.

It's never gonna fit you.

Never...

Move.

Move, move.

Fuck are you guys going, huh? Where...

Where the fuck you going, Dunmire?

Let's bring that bourbon right up here,

- please.
- Why you doing this, Dunmire?

How's your balls, Manfredi?

What the hell are you doing here?

Son of a bitch.

Get the hell off this property.

This man...

this ex-law-breaking felon

now parading around here
like he's legit...

has basically stolen what is mine.

This bourbon

was cooked up by a formula
that I created

up with this girl's papa.

- You're a liar!
- Get back.

Like hell I am!

So why don't you write about the truth?

Tonight...

should be my night, not theirs.

Now step up here and taste the truth.

Cole, get rid of this bullshit.

God...

Put the fucking guns down.

We're not saying it again. Now!

Put the fucking guns down.

Lower your fucking weapons now.

Dunmire boys, you get
the hell out of here.

See that man right there?

He's the attorney general.
Good friend of mine.

He sees it all from my side.

I did spoil your official launch.

And when they write about it,
they sure as hell

won't be writing about

the fine taste of the 50.

- Goddamn it.
- We ain't done!

This was not the right call.
There will be blowback, sir.

- Fix it. You fix it.
- There will be blowback!

You fix it.

If your inspector
would have done his job,

we could have
shut this whole shithole down.

You okay? Want to come to my place?

I'd like to,
but I think I need to go home.

Think a little bit.

- Yeah?
- Mm.

- Be careful.
- You look nice.

Fucking disaster.

You know what, they're gonna
write that we're lowlifes.

Then we try again.

- Try again?
- Mm-hmm.

We're ruined.

No.

We're only ruined if you think we are.

We're not.

My sister said

she thinks we might be ruined.

Now,

if you think we lost...

...then that means you think he won.

That's never gonna happen.

Never gonna happen.

Never.

Everyone should go home,

get some sleep,

'cause we're coming back
stronger than before.

Believe that. Okay?

Great job, guys.

See you later.

We got to talk.

We got a problem in the barrel room.

- Can it keep?
- No.

You'll see.

Okay.

What were you thinking?

He was gonna shut us down for sure.

Temporarily.

All right, we can't get rid of him.
He's a state official

and they'll be searching
everywhere for him

and we will be the suspect.

- Anybody see him come in?
- Nobody.

- Absolutely sure?
- Yes.

Let's call it a workplace accident.

Right.

Mm-hmm. We're not gonna
call it in tonight.

We'll wait till the morning
and Bodhi'll discover this

while he's making his rounds. All good?

- All good.
- Good.

Why you here, Bill?

You know why I'm here, Dwight.
We need to talk.

Can I come in?

It's not a good time.

It's never a good time.

What is going on?

About what?

You're like the mystery man now.

Where'd you go after we talked?

I dropped off the trucks,
we talked about Armand.

Where'd you go?

Business at the house.

That's bullshit.

You didn't come anywhere near the house.

You left the distillery, but
you didn't come near the house.

What I do is none of your business.

This is my business, Dwight.

Very much my fucking business.

You went to your bar.

You followed me?

No. Never follow you.

I was concerned about you,
I was worried,

so I had a couple of my guys
make sure you were okay.

Turns out you were fine.

You were just sitting in the bar,

having a meeting with some
jerkoff that nobody knows.

I think you better go.

You know what your problem is, Dwight?

You're greedy.

You want more
and you want more and more.

You want a bigger piece,
you don't want to share.

Got me thinking about
the raid at my joint.

It's funny that you're acting weird,

and maybe you're talking to somebody

you shouldn't be talking to.

What are you saying...
I'm a fuckin' rat?!

Is that what you're saying?

I didn't say those words, you did.

You gonna pull the trigger?

Before you do,
let me ask you a question.

The shoe's on the other foot...

my foot...

and you're seeing what I'm seeing?

And I wasn't giving you answers...

honest, honest answers...

what would you do?

You kill me

to protect everything you worked
your whole life to build?

Protect your real family?

Hmm?

I think you would.

I know you would.

No hesitation.

But I didn't.

A gun, Dwight?

The fuck is going on?

- You heard all that?
- Yeah.

W-What's this all about?

Can't talk now, Joanne.
We'll talk later.

Hands on the wheel, motherfucker!

Don't you fucking move!

I ain't moving.