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You need a recommendation?

What?

Need a recommend?

No, thanks.

All right. Suit yourself.

I'm reading The Man Who Fell to Earth.

You ever read that?

I have, actually.

I'll take this.

Nice choice.

Thanks.

My name is Dale Washberg.

Lee Raybon.

I've read your articles.

Oh, yeah?

They're very good.

It's a brave thing, being a writer, putting yourself out there like that.

A writer, huh?

Most people call me that, so, yeah.

I consider myself more of a true historian.

A true historian?

What exactly is a truth story?

Well, I made it up, you know. But you know how they say there's more to every

story? Well, that's what I try to find.

Truth story. I like that.

It says $15. I'm going to give you $20.

Thank you very much.

Appreciate that.

There is only one plot Things are not as

they seem Who said that?

Jim Thompson said that

You come with me right now. I'm not. I stood my ground. He come at me with a

gun. You killed him. I stood my ground. No.

I'm not the bad guy. He's the bad guy.

Come on.

Shoot him. No, no, no. He's a murderer.

No, don't punch the gun. He's the bad guy, not me. Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey,

I am a federal agent.

Yeah, yeah. And everything...

is under control.

He's the security guard.

I'm undercover, asshole.

Now, I'm here to arrest this man on behalf of Donald Washburn.

He has been harassing the future governor. He is insane and a complete

And, uh, let's carry on with your meeting.

What the fuck's going on?

Go get him.

You're like fucking bass reeds or some shit. You're incredible.

That was awesome.

Careful shit.

Why are we in a fucking feed store? My buddy went over there. He was 4

'8". He had a show pig with tapers and everything.

You give a shit about those show pigs?

What the fuck? All right, all right. It's okay, it's okay.

Here we go, here we go. Get me to a hospital, goddamn it. Oh, come on. You

didn't have time.

Jesus. This is for farm animals.

Animals take medicine, too. All right.

Let me look at it. Oh, Todd, you don't know shit about shit.

Just let me look at it. No. I think it's glass, all right? I think it's just a

cut. It's a bullet.

Yeah, all right. Well, take these. Take these. This will help. Here you go. Here

you go. It's like Advil.

What? It's like Advil. Come on, take it.

Is it Advil or is it like Advil? It's like Advil, okay? But it will take the

pain away at least until we get to town, all right?

Okay.

All right, calm down.

The fuck?

Bovine vagina muscle relaxant? What the fuck?

Come on, man. It kills the pain.

It's for cow pussy.

I know. I didn't want you to see that.

What the fuck? Just come on.

You're going to be fine in a second.

I'm not going to die. I've taken it so many times.

If you take it with a beer, it goes great.

Yeah, you're okay.

And the cow says... Yeah, you can be fine.

You're okay. Okay.

What?

Purity. Whalen!

What? Got you. Got you. Let's get you inside.

Big step. Big step.

Yeah.

Okay. Okay. Right here.

Right here. Right here. Right here. Okay.

How you doing? Okay. All right. Hi, buddy.

You okay?

Huh? Yeah.

I feel wonderful.

You do?

You could have another pill.

No, man. No more pills for you. I'm going to get you some water. Okay.

Cheap motherfucker.

What the fuck? Fuck you.

What the fuck?

Hey! Hold on! Fuck you. Don't fucking talk to me.

I am so sorry, all right? I didn't think. Yeah, you didn't fucking think.

You don't think about anybody but yourself.

No, man. You didn't think about Grandpa, huh?

He's the only one I had left.

And now he's dead.

I told you, leave us alone.

I'm sorry. What about the land?

I can help. It belongs to you. You don't fucking get it. I don't give a fuck

about the land. I don't want it. I've never wanted it.

It's people like you. They want it.

It makes you sick.

And you kill people because of it.

And I don't have that shit.

Hey.

Your grandfather wanted it.

He didn't want it.

No, he didn't.

Kay? He knew who it belonged to.

Who did it belong to?

This window's gonna cost me a fortune.

I was only trying to help.

You've got a strange way of helping people.

Oh, fuck.

I always knew I'd get shot. Come on, you're just grazed.

With a bullet from a gun, yes.

Yeah, and I saved you. No, you didn't.

Yes, I did. You were shot, and I saved you. No, I was grazed. Okay, when you

came into that church, right, what'd you see? Saw a bunch of guns pointed at

your ass.

No, seriously, like, did you see... No, it doesn't make sense.

No, no, what?

No, I thought I saw Trip Keating.

The philanthropist? Yeah.

I mean, that's not a guy you'd expect to see in a room full of Nazis. No, that's

exactly the type of guy you'd expect to see in a room full of Nazis.

Fuck.

That's perfect. Park time.

I mean, you can just leave it like that. Yeah, it's fine. It adds character.

Well, maybe you could put, like, a book slot in there, you know, so people could

return books.

It's not a library.

Okay, well, my store's not a vinyl rental either. You know, people just

records and bring them back. I paid you for the camera. Yeah, I know. I replaced

it. It was mint condition.

Principles, the principles.

Hey,

where the fuck have you been? I got locked up.

I'm some old bullshit, play. I'll beat that, though. Listen, when Deidre comes

back, just tell her to go home. We're closed today.

Sure? Yeah.

I can't believe you. What is wrong with him?

Sought it by some Nazis.

Nazis? Man, that ain't shit.

What, did you guys put a book slide here or some shit? That's what I said.

Breathe.

Lay down.

Close your eyes.

Breathe.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Breathe.

Full body stretch from your feet to your neck.

Breathe.

Don't hold it or you will die.

Next up, Francis Lebon.

This is a little something I've been working on.

It's kind of rough, but... I remember

the house.

There was a fence, and my dad planted a redbud tree that didn't grow.

Bad soil.

After he left, it grew.

Mom said it just needed more time.

We had weeds that brought bees and crab spiders, wild and perfect, everything

fighting to grow.

They decided not to tell me they split so it wouldn't be so abrupt.

It was abrupt.

Absence is abrupt no matter how you cut it.

Eventually, I stopped waiting for the van to pull up.

On spring days, though, I look out, and my view is blocked by the redbud tree.

Soon, I will leave, and the redbud tree will still be there, a continuous bloom.

Thanks.

You wear it at night. Whoa, it's a tee? Yeah, you wear it at night. Six months

from now, you're different.

It's a whole other experience.

Ow,

that was so beautiful.

Really? I didn't know. Maybe it was too... No, it was beautiful because it

true.

Okay. I love you. I'm so glad.

All right. I got to rock on. Okay.

See you guys.

Marty. You got a minute?

What's up?

I just talked to a buddy of mine at the station.

Frank walked in with a lawyer this morning.

Had a whole story about killing Arthur.

Self -defense.

Looks like the DA is not charging him. No, no, no, no. He killed Arthur and

stole the will.

They're calling it an accident.

All right, we've got to go find Betty Jo.

Right?

We

can't

just drive around and figure out where she is, Lee.

I've got an idea.

I'd lay there for hours in the cold, rainy

marshes If the ladies were

squirrels with big bushy tails

I'd fill up my shotgun with rock salt and

nails.

I'd fill up my shotgun with rock salt.

Hello? Pearl just called me.

What are these letters?

And how did you get them?

Maybe you should be a little bit more careful to whom you sell your dead

husband's shit.

Well, what do they say?

Do they talk about me?

Are you fucking kidding me?

Lee, Lee, I need to know.

I need to know what fantasy world he's...

Pearl won't tell me.

All right.

Come by the bookstore. We'll talk.

No.

I'll meet you, but in public.

All right.

Name the spot.

Here.

Take this.

Take the motherfucker.

What am I going to do, shoot her? She may shoot your ass.

Nah, I don't need it.

There's a lot of dead people around here.

Think about it.

Feeling pretty proud of yourself?

Played me pretty well.

You turned my daughter against me.

Well, you did that all on your own.

I was trying to do something good.

If you do something good, and it ends badly every time, is that really good?

I could ask you the exact same thing.

I've done everything I can to help the people I love.

You're a dangerous woman. Every time you open your mouth, someone dies.

Especially the people you love.

I'm not dangerous.

I'm trying to protect myself.

And Pearl.

Our future.

What about Arthur Williams' future?

That's the name of the man you had killed.

I didn't want him to die.

I thought Frank was going to kill me.

I didn't even know.

Arthur whatever.

Williams.

Whatever.

How long have you and Frank been out of this together?

Did you take him to karaoke?

Did you take him to your bedroom?

Was it your idea or his idea to have Dale killed?

No one wanted him dead.

It was an accident.

All I did was unlock a door.

Hey, I told you.

Dale.

Wasn't all there at the end.

He was slipping.

Probably early dementia or something like that. I don't know.

It was an accident. That is exactly what Frank said about Arthur. There's a lot

of accidents around you, too. A lot of dementia. I mean, maybe you should try

amnesia or maybe a murderous evil twin sister.

Get fucking real with me.

You were the one who told us where the will was.

I was just the messenger.

You were the one who was snooping around.

Now you're trying to shift your own guilt.

Yeah, maybe I am.

But at least I'm not a liar.

I fibbed.

Yeah, and at least I'm not poor.

Oh, yeah, well, I would rather be a poor man than a liar.

Huh.

Did you read that on a billboard?

Listen, listen, listen to me.

message okay yeah but it's over and all we can do now is not make it worse

has anyone seen those letters

oh you haven't shown donald

have you

If you go to them and say that they're fake, because they are.

You don't know me at all.

I mean, how did I let you fool me? I am the victim here.

I've lost everything. You're a terrible fucking person, you know that? I mean, I

don't know how you live with yourself.

You and Dale are the same.

Living in your little fucking fantasy worlds.

Telling everybody what the right thing is when the rest of us are just trying

survive.

You gonna kill me too?

Fuck you.

You're on your high horse.

Acting like some holier -than -thou servant of the truth that really exists.

Just yourself.

Come here. No! Stop! Stop! I'm not touching you. I'm not.

I'm sorry.

I know we're friends. It's okay. It's okay. I'm not.

There's no reason to call security.

We're not.

Sir. Oh, great.

All right. Let the murderer go.

Let me go. All right. I'm not.

All right. I'll walk.

I'll walk. You're hurting me. All right.

That's the big one?

Bigger what?

The article.

The one that's going to set everything right.

That's a little late for that.

You want a Mickey Mouse pancake?

What?

I'm trying to cheer you up, dummy.

Look,

you do this.

I do what?

You get obsessed with something and decide that it beats you.

But you keep doing it.

And if you keep doing it, did it beat you?

Or did you beat it?

Tulsa's one of those places.

I don't know why or what, it just is.

And you need someone like you.

Sticking it to them and giving them what for.

So don't be a sad sack of shit, okay?

I think I just lost your goons.

That's fine. They know where we're going.

Besides,

they never miss a free meal.

Hopefully, when you're governor, we can still go to our favorite barbecue

places. Oh, yeah.

We just have to bring the news cameras.

Hey, you just missed Dutz.

I'm not taking you to Dutz.

What?

But I really wanted a buttermilk pie.

We're going to eat.

What is this?

A barbecue

I don't like surprises.

There's some things you need to hear.

I mean, without your team, your goons and everyone else.

Just you.

I'm doing this as a friend.

Please, trust me.

Go with that, okay?

Even in my days who give in the heart.

We got hot dogs?

Yeah. Glizzy plate. Get yourself one.

You good?

Yeah. Money.

What? Barbecue. Money. Right here.

Thanks. Thanks. I'll let you guys be.

Proposition 38.

Your position. If you're willing to change it, you'd have my vote and

the whole neighborhood.

I'm all for education.

See?

Sit down, fucker.

Want to know how your brother was killed?

You are truly a crazy person.

No, I'm about to publish this article, and I'm giving you a chance to respond.

Would you like to know how your brother was killed? It's a yes or no question.

That's long.

Yeah? Well, I'll read it to you if you'd like.

We'll just wait until it comes out, but you're not going to like it. You're

going to get some lawyers, and then we're going to sue each other. The press

going to go bananas with that, and the publicity is going to be extremely...

for you. I've got nothing to lose, so it's really up to you. No.

You're grasping at straws, Lee. No, no. I'm a journalist, and I'm making some

very damning allegations in this piece, and I'm giving you an opportunity to

tell your side of the story before it goes to print.

For example, you were right.

Your brother was infatuated with a native street artist named Chutto.

So much so that he wanted to give his share of the Washburn Indian Head Hills

land back to the family it was stolen from.

Unfortunately, this was bad timing for you because this is the land you were

trying to sell at a very high premium, I might add, but I'll get to that in a

minute. You and Dale had an argument.

This was the moment you decided it was finally the right time to tell him that

his daughter Pearl was in fact not his daughter, but yours.

Yeah.

That's when the trouble really got started.

Betty Jo knew about the land deal thanks to your pillow talk. She called Frank.

She was not going to lose that money.

She and Frank hatched a plan where they would scare Dale into changing his mind.

Frank had the perfect guy for the job, an ex -con named Alan, who worked for

at Akron.

Trouble is, Frank didn't know that Alan,

enlisted two knuckleheads to do the job for him. So on the night, Dale saw them

coming, fired some gunshots, scared them away.

Betty Jo and Frank talked again. This time, Frank gave her clear instructions

for it not to go wrong again.

Sadly, the knuckleheads bought the job so completely that they murdered a man

that they were supposed to scare.

What the fuck are you doing?

Stop it! What the fuck?

You stupid mother fucker!

Betty Jo found the body. She's terrified, afraid she's going to get in

And she manipulated the crime scene and staged it so it looked like a suicide.

No. She would never do that. She would not do that.

That's what I thought.

Do you want to hear all of it?

It's very long and very upsetting.

No.

Okay. So now you understand.

Your brother did not commit suicide.

And with your connection to the police, it was easy to cover that up.

The men killed your brother are dead. I witnessed their murder. Alan was not

impressed with their work.

Then, mysteriously, Alan was murdered.

Jesus.

In my article, I make a rather compelling case that it was that psycho

church that you're selling your land to. Now, what's strange is just how wildly

overpriced this land is selling for.

So much so that when you see it in print, it looks like you accepted a

No, I didn't know anything about those people.

Frank set this up. Frank brokered the whole deal.

All right.

What was Tripp Keating doing at the church?

I have some theories on that.

Tripp Keating?

Jesus, I mean, I know who he is, but... Well, he was friends with Frank, and

Frank said if I don't get Tripp and the 46 behind me, then I won't get elected.

Yeah, well...

Still looks like he took a bribe.

I didn't want to know.

Our family needed the money.

I looked the other way.

I thought I could make it right when I got elected.

hurt my brother.

I hurt people too.

Judd had a grandfather named Arthur Williams.

And because I trusted Betty Jo, he's no longer alive.

Dale Wood hated this.

All this death, all this chaos, he would have... He was a good man.

You never got to meet him, did you?

No, I never did.

This is what I wrote about him.

You really didn't know?

No.

No.

We got a proposition for you.

Yeah?

I'm all ears.

One second.

Donald?

Tripp? What are you doing?

I'm honoring my late brother, Tripp.

I don't know who talked you into this shit.

If you go down this road, you're going to lose everything.

Well, there's a lot more tribal citizens than CEOs.

Come on, Donald.

You know Indians don't vote to hate politics.

Hell, they barely vote for tribal election.

I'll take my chances.

You need us.

You got me involved with some pretty unsavory people, Tripp.

Now, if that blew up in my face, I'd lose a lot more than just an election.

The boys that won well are good men.

Reform. Mm -hmm.

So what if I start digging around out there, huh? You think I'd find

Donald.

We're about to start. All right. Just saying goodbye.

Politics, Tripp.

Somebody has to lose.

Right this way?

Now listen, if you see Betty Jo Boudreaux, she's not welcome here. You

my security, all right? All right. How are we doing on time? We are right on

time. Do I have anything in my teeth?

No, you're good. Okay, very good.

Oh, here we go.

Thank you, singers. That was very beautiful.

Well,

as many of you know, I lost my dear, beloved brother, Dale, not long ago.

And I'm pleased to say that today we honor and fulfill

his last wish.

His last wish...

was to give our old Washburg land back to its rightful owner.

We reached out to the family of the late Arthur Williams, and they have decided

to gift that land in its entirety to the Osage Nation.

Now, I grew up in Osage country.

I have many Osage friends, and I can't think of a better way to honor my

brother's legacy of a family name.

Oklahoma is Indian territory.

It does not exist without the great tribal nations, and it does not operate

correctly unless the state government recognizes tribal sovereignty and

works with the powerful nations there as friends.

When I am elected, I assure you there will be a friendly relationship between

the state and the great nations that reside here, and that is a promise.

Thank you.

Days after I published my last piece in the Washburg family, Dale Washburg died.

But I don't want to talk about his death.

I want to talk about his life.

When I started to look into him, I thought he was just an eccentric rich

His style was a little ridiculous, and the more cynical side of me wanted to

resist him.

But as I went deeper,

I thought he embodied everything I care about.

He valued freedom, personal expression.

And most important of all, he believed that the choices we make in life matter.

And they matter even more when everyone else is pushing against them.

Because if we don't act, terrible things can happen.

Someone once described Dale as sensitive.

They meant it as an insult, that he was weak.

But as he pointed out, it means someone quick to perceive things.

And that's a strength.

He understood things before the rest of us did.

People like Dale.

are the kind we can't do without.

Excuse me.

I need to go. I need to check right now, please.

Give me just one second. I'm so sorry. Okay. Right now, though. Thank you.

Yeah? You took everything from me.

For what?

Let me.

I

don't

believe it.

But I sat there and I watched for days, weeks, nights.

And...

Sure enough, she's leaving with the boss. The boss. Holy shit.

His boss.

Now, I think the guy is, you know, possessive, upset.

But sure enough, he was right.

I even took some pictures. You got pictures?

Oh, yeah. This is like Chinatown.

Shut the fuck up. I'm just saying these are good P .I. stories. You should write

this shit down. You got to. I've actually thought about it. You should.

know, maybe you're right.

You know, individual stories.

Each chapter about a new investigation. No, no, no.

You've got to pick one and expand it into a book. No, no, no. The individual

stories will be better. You won't make any money. I promise. Short stories do

not sell.

He tells me that all the time. Because it's the truth. You know, if he knew

the things he acts like he's an expert in, we'd all be rich. Ain't that the

truth? I happen to be an expert. Oh, yeah? Where's your novel? Well, all

My novel.

On minding other people's business. Happens to be in the trunk of a car in

drunken town.

Look, I made it. I see smoke going up my ass.

Of course he's late. I've been holding this seat forever.

Oh, hey, guys.

It's me.

Lee. Lee.

Got you right up front.

Better late than never.

Swear to God.

Where were you?

You look nice.

Maybe for a funeral.

Could have worn something a little brighter. I wouldn't have killed you.

Nice day, huh?

A little hot.

Just wet my balls off.

Don't forget to pray for us.

So long, Marianne.

It's time we began to laugh and cry. It's better to not need

it than to not have it.

I'm really proud of you for coming today.

It's got to be hard for you.

Very proud.

Stop it. Wait a minute. Try and hold it together.

It is a pretty way to know and it cost a pretty penny. That's for damn sure

Thank you, appreciate it Wow

So what's your mom spent on the flowers this thing, huh? I thought she's

environmentalist Don't care about that anymore Would you like some caviar? Oh

god, no. Oh god.

Hey, what's that?

It's a wedding present Okay, but what is it? Yeah, I'm not telling you.

Hey, how you doing?

Congratulations, man.

Thanks,

man. I know things have been, you know, it can get weird. I

know, but it's, you know.

Yeah.

You know, I'll break somebody's neck for Francis. You know that, right? Well,

you're a cool guy, Johnny.

Thanks. You're a cool guy.

Hey there, congrats. Hey.

Thanks for coming.

Yeah. Oh, we read your article.

You did?

Yeah, it was so good.

Really? Yeah.

Tears, bro.

Oh, thanks.

Thanks. Wow.

Well, I got you guys something.

Yeah, you can open it right now. Come on, please. Right now?

Yeah. I love the sun.

The first one.

Oh, no.

Is this real?

What? Joe Brainerd's done it right there. Oh, my God. Huh?

It's a real Joe Brainerd.

Erotic.

Cool. Cool. Very cool.

Badass. Congrats, you two. Thanks for having me. Appreciate it. You walk me

Yeah.

Cool.

There, are we going to hang that?

I liked it.

You think your mom liked it? Yeah.

It's been a long time since I felt the wind blow.

Drawing swift like a river's current.

Cool like the prairie moon.

Cool like the prairie moon.

You know, I was thinking about something.

Something that I wanted to tell you.

It's just...

Seeing you and your mom and Johnny all so happy, you know what I mean? I mean,

they got a really stable thing going.

You know what I mean?

That's good for you.

And I think maybe it would be best if you did go live with them full time. You

know, like you mentioned before.

You know what I mean?

I definitely got some damage, and I don't need to lay all that on you.

You know, it's not like I'm going anywhere.

I mean, I'm always there for you, and you can come by the bookshop whenever

want. We can hang.

You know what I mean? I mean, you're a young woman now.

What? You know, you deserve a stable environment.

Yeah, right. Stable. Yeah.

Yeah, I don't think this is going to work for me.

Oh, come on.

Look, I'm rough around the edges at best. At worst, I'm a liability.

Dad, that's just what other people see.

They tell you, then you believe it, and then you repeat it.

Look, it's offensive to pretend I'm not smart enough to see that you're good.

If you're not good, then I'm not good. You're good.

Exactly.

Well, we should think about it, you know?

Come on, we'll do the right thing. Come here, come here, come here, girl.

Just go on and have fun with your mom and Johnny, you know?

Do it for Johnny.

I love you.

I love you, too.

I don't think I'm bothering you.

No, that's... That's my dad.

Don't misunderstand.

It will pay you in time.

You've got to know.

She's a sensitive kind.

Tell her you love her.

I'm going to break that fucking horn. No, you're not.

Neely Dan, I'm just saying, I just noticed I get no business when you put

car in the park. I park there every day. I know, but I just wouldn't walk.

part of it. I'm not blocking anything. You can just move it up a few inches. I

need your help, Doc.

What's happening, buddy? I need your help.

So I got locked up. I had a warrant. I need your help. I got a hundred bucks.

Anything for the deadly natives. I'm your guy. You know what you need.

I'm in.

Wait, wait.

I lost my keys.

Check it out.

Ah, damn.

Hey!

Fuck the van!

The Dodge Lodge is broke.

That's fucked up.

Yeah, well, that's all right. The man's come and gone.

Oh, shit, man.

Good day to die, baby. Boo!

Ah!

Ah! She gets so lonely.

We can get it out, but you got him pounded. Nah, it's not him pounded. It's

point. No,

Henry, go grab the bolt cutters, dude. We're going to go get that. Hey, we're

going to get the company. You are the only one.

I got you. You guys want to play?

Hey.

Don't take her for granted.

She has a heart, man.

You've got to know that Jesus answered again.

All right, back to the stage, Betty Jo Washburn.

Big round of applause.

It's Betty Jo Woodrow.

Betty Jo Woodrow.

It's the jacket I wore when I was a rodeo queen.

The only two things in life that make it worth living is guitars that tune good

and firm -feeling women.

I don't need my name in the marquee lights.

I got my song and I got you with me tonight.

Maybe it's time we got back to the basics of love.

Let's go to Lucanbox, Texas.

and the boys.

The successful life we're living.

Hank Williams' pain songs and Miss Train songs and blue eyes crying in the

rain.

Out in Lucanback, Texas, ain't nobody feeling no pain.

So, baby, let's take that diamond ring and buy some boots and faded jeans and

away.

I got the twins checking me in. In your high society, you cry all day.

We've been so busy keeping up with the Joneses. Poor car garage,

and we're still building on.

Maybe it's time.

We got back to the basics of love.

Let's go to Lucanback, Texas with Waylon and Willie and the boys.

The successful life we're living's got us shooting like the Hatfields and

McCoys.

Between Hank Williams' pain songs and Newberry's...

Ain't nobody feeling no pain.