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You're in Freddie, right?

You know me. Now, what's stopping me from shutting that distillery down

I'm going to make you an offer.

Previously on Tulsa King.

Dunmire is willing to pay three times the amount.

You know something that we don't know?

Bit of a legend in these parts. My dad's 50 years.

Dunmire suspected it existed, just didn't know where it was stashed. 50

-old bourbon? Big money.

150 million to be exact.

Dunmire? He's fucking connected, Dwight. Fucking mafia. It is no joke.

When I call, you need to be ready to move.

Move where?

Nowhere when you need to nowhere.

So given your intrusion, I am obligated to destroy everyone you love.

You're here because you're here.

Your empire is in danger, Dunmire.

I'm just being guarded.

I'm on the road again. I'm on the road.

Everybody here?

Yep. Where's Cleo? She's meeting with the realtor.

Wolves are clawing at the door left and right for that land, burn house and all.

No, things are heating up, that's for sure.

But we're still in the driver's seat. We just can't do anything that makes us

vulnerable.

Nothing.

These guys are waiting for one fucking mistake.

One. So my advice to you is to keep our eye on each other. Stay close.

We've got to know what the enemy is capable of. You have to know the enemy.

this is just fucked up, man. Dunbar wouldn't take us all out one by one. He

out Montague, jumped Mitch.

And Armand is off the grid.

No, Armand's on his way to the Rockies. I fight them. I like to throw them off

the Rockies. So what are we going to do about Dunbar? This threat can't go

unanswered. Hey, we're going to take care of the threat when we know who

fighting. Until then, no.

Capisce? All right, let's focus on what's in front of us, bottling the 50.

I'm sending you an address. Go to it. I'll have a car pick you up there.

Look for a white four -door.

You won't miss it.

It's not a good time, Muscle.

What? Not enough time to find a babysitter for your adorable gangster

It's called being on call, Dwight, so be on fucking call.

You want to keep your crew out of prison?

5220 Hoyt Street.

Now.

Bigfoot, I need you to drop me somewhere.

I got you, boss.

Where are you going?

I'm going to run.

Why are you saying goody? Needs a personal touch.

There it is.

I got it from here.

You sure? I can wait.

Call you if I need you.

Go. What the fuck?

Hey.

What the fuck?

Please, enjoy the ride. Enjoy... Who the fuck is this?

Unlock the fucking door. All right?

Open the door.

Hey! Would you like to listen to music?

Fuck no!

You've selected Nas.

Nas! Who the fuck is that? Seriously, guys.

I ain't fucking around now. Open the... You know what? Yeah.

I might spend a week at the Magic Castle presidential suite. Oh, fuck!

My goodness!

My goodness!

Oh, my God, it's like fucking torture!

I was right.

That should put you in a fucking coma.

And then who should I arrest first, Mitch or Margaret?

Let's move.

Where are we going?

When was the last time you'd been to Texas?

Never. Is this guy Texan? Transplant.

This fucker.

No code.

Kills women, children, anybody for a price. Well, who does that?

Terrorist.

So what do you think?

What do I think? I think you want me to do your dirty work so you can keep your

undersized hands clean.

Not accurate, but funny.

See, this little road trip's gonna be team building.

We're no team, pal.

We'll see.

You're gonna like Texas, though.

Guns, thugs.

You'll fit right in.

This is some bullshit, man.

Should pick a fight with them Dunmar bitches.

What the fuck?

The fuck is Dwight at anyway?

You heard what he said. We're biding time.

Yeah, put that on your tombstone. Biding time avoids the tombstone.

Smart -ass shit to say every fucking time.

Damn. Emphasis on smart.

The skipper says to obey and execute orders. So that's exactly what we're

do. He also said know your enemy. So let's get to know him. So when the boss

back, we got some intel to offer.

Dwight is playing chess, and you're playing checkers.

Don't question it.

I gotta be somewhere.

I'm saying yes to fact -finding so we know what we're up against.

No time wasted.

Let's go.

How long is this going to take?

Three hours, if I keep it at 100.

Yeah, I grant the FBI run out of jet fuel or something.

Oh, this one's low rent, low profile.

What do you hear from Armand?

Out of the blue.

What do you know about Armada?

I got files on everyone in your crew.

You know, I'll tell you what. Why don't you just concentrate on me and leave my

crew out? See anything you like in there?

Sounds to me like you got nothing on Armada.

Interesting. The general's lost one of his soldiers. You know, for the facts,

he's in Colorado with his family.

Sure about that? Yeah, I'm sure about that.

You know, he's trying to find a new fucking lease on life.

But the more I fucking think about it, maybe there's no such thing as a second

chance. Look at you.

No, look at you. Second chance, second act, second win, all the second. The

world's your fucking oyster.

Yeah, is that what this is about? Huh?

Your second chance?

A vindictive fucking federal agent driving about, giving orders from your

shitbox car, no backup, half a plan. What's with this fucking music?

I like that. You're driving too fast, you know that? Don't worry about it.

All right, tell me about this guy. Who am I dealing with here? Dexter Deacon.

Not his real name.

Call him the Watchmaker.

Builds and detonates untraceable devices for the highest bidder.

Comes off as nothing much, but he's a monster.

So you want me to whack him?

No. Yeah, you do, but I'm an entrepreneur. I'm not a fucking

I want you to buy from him, bait him, set him up, and then... What? Get him

arrested, asshole?

Why do you need me for this lightweight ordeal? Call in undercover.

No, see, he's brilliant, this guy. Crazy, but smart.

My guys will never pass the sniff test. You, on the other hand, can just be you.

Did 25 without rat, and now you got deep pockets. Not everybody runs a

successful criminal enterprise.

Hey, I was legit until you pulled me back into this shit, Musso.

Define legit.

The point is, you got enemies.

There's a lot of people want you dead, so it's not much of a stretch that you

might need Deacon's expertise.

So I guess I won't be blowing this asshole's brains out and getting home

for dinner. That about right. Now you're catching on.

Speaking of which, how's Quiet Ray?

Who? Okay, can we stop with the you're surprised I know everything and you

pretend you know nothing? Quiet Ray, boss of bosses.

You know you're in the liquor business?

Boss of bosses.

Nobody uses that fucking pyramid anymore. It's archaic, like you.

All right.

Boss of bosses.

Well, what is it with you, by the way? You can't leave well enough alone.

poking the fucking bear.

Most of the hoarding meal of the day.

What coffee?

Of the Irish variety.

You're up and gone so fast this morning, I figured maybe I'd find you at the

distillery. I was making my way.

Yeah, I covered for you.

I need covering.

Look, you got people who look out for you now, Cleo.

Joanne asked after you this morning.

Joanne was worried about me. No, I was worried about you. Did you forget what

happened at the cabin?

We need to move in pairs, not take off.

Goddamn break it down like you're leaving money in the damn dresser.

I don't need a babysitter, Mitch.

Well, fine.

How about you babysit some newbies at the distillery?

We could use your expertise.

I think I've exhausted all my distillery wisdom.

I could use some fresh air. Well, good, because I got you.

Is this the car you took me to prom in?

Well, let's just say it's one of the perks of being the former owner of a

auto dealership. It's a different year, but I'm impressed you remember.

Oh, I remember.

For a variety of reasons.

Can I drive?

That was the idea.

Come on.

Now, we'll say, just go slow.

Go.

Official business?

You don't look official.

He's a consultant.

We're on the same team, though, yeah?

That's a real sweet thought, but you're getting a ticket, same team or not.

Officer, can we have a word?

No, but you can show me some ID.

My name is Dwight Manfredi. Maybe you heard me.

Maybe.

Step out.

How do we even know that Cole is in there?

Mitch told me this is the gym that he works out at. Plus, that's his truck

the goofy -ass vanity license plate over there.

Great. So now we know a meathead goes to the gym, pumps his iron, Intel gland,

we can leave. No, we stay on him.

I'm number two. I'm calling the shots here, man.

Now, Goody is number two.

Oh, no. In Dwight's absence, Goody is number one. I'm number two.

Traditionally, gangster hierarchy is dictated by earnings. Last time I

it was my weed shop and grow -off that were filling the fucking coffers around

here. Ergo, I'm number two. What the fuck is an ergo? Number twos don't say

ergo. Number one and number two, you both sound like assholes.

I'm number two, man. I'm number two.

I'm number two. You know this.

Oh, that's the man of the hour right there. Yeah, that's him.

You sure about this tail vehicle we've chosen?

Bodie, you lost all your say -so when you put up to my condo in that green

grass hospital, man. Okay.

All right.

Just saying. The Wienermobile would be less conspicuous than this car. That

ain't even your toy car, man. This got EV and it's bulletproof, man.

This is how a gangster's phones can roll. Yeah, and Blade Runner.

Real life, we don't drive around in a refrigerator.

So why don't you tell me what a spelling and a fed are riding around for?

I had a feeling that question was coming.

I bet you did.

Let's just say it's a give and take situation.

I give him information and he takes the heat off of some of my businesses.

So you're an informant?

Yeah, that's about right.

I'm not proud of it, but yeah, give and take.

The important thing is you're a local cop, right? Doing your job.

He's a fed. But I've been riding with this guy.

His mind is everywhere. He's going through a divorce because he can't do it

anymore. It's kibosh. It's not working. It's like an assault with a dead weapon.

You know what I'm saying?

What the fuck?

So he steps on the pedal. He lets up. You know what it is?

He's out of balance.

You got kids?

Yeah, I got two boys. You do?

Yeah. Do they like the Thunder, the professional basketball team? Are you

kidding me? Of course. They love them. Favorite team. Do me a favor.

I have an associate.

There are season tickets.

Now, if you could show a little mercy, cut this guy some slack, I hope you and

your sons are courtside.

Better not be bullshit. Nah.

I've been on the bullshit.

We all have.

But I like kids. This is real.

What the hell did you say to him?

I told him.

You're the FBI recipient of the meritorious award and the shield of

And he was impressed?

Very.

Stop right there. Perfect. That's the spot. Yeah, totally invisible.

Good job, Tyson.

We definitely won't get caught in this giant brushed aluminum dumpster you have

us in.

What now?

We go in.

What? You can't be serious. We don't even know what's in there.

It could be a drug den, an armory, a fucking fight club. I'm about to start a

fight club up in here if you keep all the gapping. Enough!

We're going in.

There's something to see.

We'll see it and bring that information to Dwight. If not, we'll go back to

bottling, which by the way is what we're supposed to be doing anyway.

What the fuck?

You're going to have to host to that, son.

Who's ready to win some money?

I said, who's ready to win some money?

You ready?

Thank you.

That's what I'm talking about.

You're going to have a good time today, ladies and gentlemen.

Good luck, Mom.

Do you think White's committed to the distillery?

What does that mean exactly? You heard what he said to your old man.

I heard a sales pitch from Master Salesman. You stayed in the upside,

For all of us. He meant every word of it.

I don't know.

What don't you know?

I want to trust him.

Like you do.

Look, is Dwight a felon? Yes.

Has he done his time? Yes.

You can go ahead and mark me off both those boxes while you're at it.

Is Dwight saving what your father built from his worst enemy?

Yes.

He's a good man, Cleo.

And we're doing this together.

You and me.

Never ends well, does it? Of course it never ends well. Won't be anything worth

remembering or missing if it did. It's staying good while it lasts.

We're doing a road trip.

We sure are. We need gas and we need snacks.

Aye, aye, Captain.

Where'd you take Dwight?

I don't know.

You don't know or you won't say?

I won't say, ma 'am.

Don't call me ma 'am.

Yes, ma 'am. Hi.

Where's Manfredi?

I want to talk to Dwight Manfredi. Who wants to know?

I'm Armin's wife. I'm Clara.

Oh, okay. I'm Joanne, Dwight's sister. Where is he?

I don't know.

Look,

if you got a message for Dwight, I'll make sure he gets it.

Yeah.

The message is my husband is missing.

He was coming to see my kids. He never came.

His car is nowhere to be found. He's not picking up his phone. His apartment is

empty. What did Dwight do?

Dwight didn't do anything. We've been looking for him, too.

Yeah, I bet you have.

Look, if I hear anything, I'll let you know. I promise.

I'm not going to hold my breath.

Dwight, Armin's wife is just here. She doesn't know where he is, either.

Call me.

This will tell me what I'm saying right here.

You're riding high now.

I'm thinking about this eye for an eye bit.

In certain situations, it's very effective. It does send a message.

Clear and simple.

Right, right.

We're not Old Testament here. We're civilized men.

Civilized? Fuck, did you drink the Kool -Aid while?

rules and regulations.

That's what sets us apart. What, from the fucking animals?

You know, if they have a code of honor, what the law should do to terrorists,

really?

They should take a fucking fragmentation grenade, pull their ball sack up, put

it underneath, pull the fucking pin, boom, and then say, how did you like it?

That's a deterrent. Yeah.

Yeah, I'm gonna...

Stick with the lethal legal dose in the arm after being convicted by a jury.

Of course you would, but my way is more just and definitely more fun.

And 44.

Hey, what's going on? Oh, what the fuck are you doing here, man? I called him. I

thought we were about to get into something nefarious.

Smartest thing anyone's done all day.

You're actually playing?

You look like idiots. Yeah, they're trying to win the alarm clock.

We're not playing. We're watching. It's a recon.

Cole and his goons are running this operation.

Looks like Mini Dunmai is running a scam.

Scam here.

Why do you think Catholics run bingo?

It's a fucking racket.

Cole takes a percentage of the door.

He plants a ringer in the room.

Collects the prize money.

See, I knew the dumb Myers was bad with scamming old folks.

This redneck's got to be destroyed.

You want to make this right?

Hell yeah.

Watch and learn, children.

Watch and learn.

How may I be of service?

Keeps losing time.

Could be a worn mainspring or calibrations off.

Even the best pieces need a little fine tuning every now and then.

Nice.

This is good estate jewelry. All these things.

I like that flag.

Very fucking patriotic.

I know.

I want it.

How much?

That's two thousand.

Keep it.

And give me my watch back. It's not worth your fucking time. I got another

at home.

Very smart.

What's that?

Using a watch shop to clean your money.

Going to estate sales and auctions, paying in cash, or hiring clients,

wire transfers to their offshore accounts.

Very smart.

We done here?

No, Deacon.

The only way you know that name is you have friends in high -low places, or...

You work for the feds.

Deacon.

In the third century, there was a guy named Vincent the Deacon.

They chopped him the fuck up. He was martyred in Spain.

You think I'm a fucking fed?

I'm here to make a big purchase.

You get that?

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

Smart.

But you'll get to know me.

Do your homework.

Learn who I am.

Look up at Wayne and Freddy.

I'll be me.

Okay.

I'll gas up. Meet you inside.

Okay.

B7. B7.

61. Now, something's just telling me you're the lucky lady of the evening

I mean, look at the cars, you know? You want to share a little bit of that with

me? Come on, now.

Come on, now. Let me know. This is the lucky lady of the evening right now.

Okay?

14.

And 44.

And 44.

God damn it, he can't pull a G to save his life. Could you get over here and

wait for a G? I can't win this. Could you get over here?

I'm so sorry.

What the hell are you doing here?

What do you look like?

You're winning.

No, you ain't winning.

No matter of fact, I should make you pay.

Well, you can't relate, but my friend here won fair and square, so in the

parlance, fuck you, pay us.

Nah, you ain't getting shit.

No payouts for cheats.

Listen, Pally, you can't cheat a cheater.

I think it's a good idea to stiff one of your winners in front of all these

other potential winners.

Not too smart, huh? What do you think?

Pay him.

We ain't done.

Bingo, motherfucker.

Morning on one.

Thanks.

Chips?

Oh, no, wait. You're more of a sweets guy, right?

Cleo, put that shit back. We're not actually on prom night.

You told me I needed to get my mind off things.

It's what I'm doing.

Please, please.

Jesus Christ. What a casual.

See you outside, honey bun.

And

she's back.

That was difficult.

What's that?

Tearing that guy's head off.

You're doing a good thing here.

I got a choice.

What you're getting is a whole lot of justice for a whole lot of people.

All right?

This guy's pure evil.

Makes you look like a saint.

Why is this guy so important to you?

That's personal.

Personal.

Let me ask you something, Russell.

Is this operation even sanctioned? I mean, if it was as bad as you say it is,

why wouldn't you send in a task force?

What happened to all your men, John?

I only need one man for this, and that's you.

Cleo, best case, you keep this up, you got a hangover.

Worst case, you kill us.

Where are you heading?

Hey, no, don't even think about it. Oh, I've been thinking about it, Mitch. Only

goddamn thing.

Hold on!

Stop the goddamn car.

Goddamn it, Cleo, you are done. Out of the driver's seat now. I ain't done.

don't tell no... Cleo!

Don't fucking do it.

For fuck's sake.

Cleo?

Goddamn it, Cleo!

Message in a bottle, baby.

He burned my home down, Mitch. Hot for a fucking hour. Stop.

Don't you fucking touch her.

The ever -charming Cleo Montague.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

You have my attention? I'm going to do to you what you did to my father,

Dunmire. You think I'm going to forget and let it go? You got another fucking

thing coming.

Accidents happen all the time.

Except the signs you've been given.

Surrender to them.

You know what comes if you don't. Cleo, let's go.

Take this duly emotional young lady home.

I'll overlook the trespassing and the damages this last time.

Young man, you should be careful about the company you keep.

Now, truly, get the fuck off my property.

We're leaving.

Let's go, Cleo.

In the corner.

Boom!

Oh,

did y 'all see the look on Cole's face today, man?

Bro fucking looked like he wanted to kill us, yo.

Wants, Tyson.

Present tense, he wants to kill us. And now we got something to report back to

Dwight. He done by his boy might be a jerk -off, but he's an organized jerk

-off. And his hands are more than just booze.

Wait.

Is this your first time at a strip club?

No. No, my periodontist took me to one once after a procedure.

But I was heavily sedated.

I don't remember it.

Hey, how about this, though? You remember that?

Remember this, right?

Don't forget twice envelope you earn, you kick up. That's right, but look. I

already got that put aside, all right? Good.

Thank you.

Hi.

I'm Serenity.

You sure do look like it, too. I'm Tyson.

What's going on? Now, now, now, come on. We're wrapping up.

Tyson's already wrapped up. Oh, already wrapped up. Come on.

Let's get you away from these pluscars.

Let's get out of here.

Dwight's going to be back. We should really call tonight.

I'm following you.

Hey, flag on the plate. Other plans have been made.

Get comfortable.

Oh, yeah?

What's this brain -riding music you got me listening to?

So what's your story?

How long you been a dancer?

I'm a stripper.

I'm not bursting into tears.

Not long. A couple months.

Wait,

wait, wait.

What's your plan?

What's your plan outside this place?

Honestly? Yeah.

There's got to be life outside of Tulsa.

Got to find it somewhere, right?

Nobody wants to retire in a shampoo.

Yeah.

Moving while I step, do you get me?

Can I cut your tongue?

I said I'm sorry, Mitch.

You know why you and I never end well, Cleo?

Because of the impulsive shit like that back there.

I thought it was one hell of a date. No, that was a good goddamn way to get me

sent back to Lompoc. Do you want that?

Of course not. Well, then you've got to stand down and bide your time.

Damn it, Cleo. We got a good thing going.

You gotta be safe.

I can't just sit around waiting for something to happen.

You got no fucking choice.

You want my help? You want Dwight's? Then stop playing fucking games.

This is serious shit, Cleo. Life and death. We go under the goddamn radar,

above it. Do you understand me?

You want Don Meyer?

We'll get him.

Somebody start something, Dwight, and say, we end it. It's been done before.

you pull some shit like that back there, jeopardize all of us and everything,

you and I, we're strangers.

See, making my lemonade out of lemons.

What the fuck you want?

Where'd you stash it? I don't got your money.

I ain't talking money.

I want the bond to give 50.

Know where it is?

There's nowhere.

The 50 is a myth.

It's a myth.

No.

Even if it did exist, I still wouldn't tell you shit.

Fuck him up.

I don't want this any more than you do, man.

I really don't.

Can you tell me now?

Pretty please.

Am I?

Yeah.

They're gonna have to kill you.

I don't want to do this.

And they fucking do.

So help me help you.

I don't want to fuck you.

Are you putting me in a position?

She don't got nothing to do with this. Leave her out of this. A little more

talk.

That's the final countdown.

What? Ten.

Nine.

Eight.

Seven.

We need some dollies.

Send a fucking truck back.

I got to tell my old man the good news.

What do you want to do with the black guy?

I don't give a shit.

Let me run something past you.

Okay, shoot.

Okay.

I've been thinking about this Russia campaign.

What are you doing? Trying to be governor?

Yeah, that was a surprise.

Nobody likes the guy.

Yeah, but a billion dollars can buy a lot of goodwill and change people's

attitude pretty fast.

Yeah, I don't know.

I can't remember the last time a confirmed bachelor won a statewide

Oklahoma.

No wife, no kids.

It's not a look the cowboys go for.

See, I got this plan, this grand scheme for down the road in the future, but the

stumbling block is this Dunmire, because he's got the cops, the lawmakers, even

the reigning governor in his pocket.

And I need some of them in my... Okay, I see.

What? You want me to see which way the wind's blowing.

Yeah, that's it.

Well put.

If it's not blowing in Thresher's direction, you need to change the

Well, I can ask around.

Good. See how the polling looks.

I can do that.

Good.

Sorry.

Yeah, good.

battery to test, you know.

I live.