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[♪ "Detour" playing]

[tires screeching]

[pounding on car trunk]

We're gonna go to prison!

- We're not gonna go to prison. - Hey!

Stop being a baby.

- Look at me. Look at my tooth. - That's nothing.

- That's basic dental stuff. - Left, left, left. Left!

[tires screech]

Yo, Cyrus!

Cyrus, hey! Buddy.

- [groans] No. - It's me. Yeah.

No, shh. I need your help really, really, really super badly!

- You gotta meet us at Tulsa Beat . - [pounding continues]

Go around this guy. I need your help!

- Hey, go around this guy! - I am!

[Lee] All right, I'm serious. Meet me at Tulsa Beat , like, now!

- All right? I've got highly sensitive-- - Say "cargo."

- Say "cargo." [groans] - Like... cargo. Highly sensitive cargo.

Oh, my God! I'm gonna get fucked in prison.

- I know they're gonna knock... - You're not gonna get fucked! Shut up!

- Oh, shit! - Daymond's there? Okay, that's good.

That's good. [stammers] We need legal advice.

I'm serious, Cyrus. I need you so bad, please. This is so big.

- Even bigger. Even bigger. - [Lonnie] You let me out right now!

- Please shut up! - [Lee] All right.

Thank you, thank you, thank you. He's coming. He's coming.

Maybe I can do, um, like, taxes for people in jail.

- Like that movie Shawshank ? - What are you talking about?

Like Shawshank , the movie!

You're a dentist! Why wouldn't you do dentistry?

I choked out a deputy!

- Yeah, one who was snooping... - [Lonnie screams]

...who was... who was lurk... who was loitering around your house.

Okay, where-where my daughter lives.

- He had a gun. Come on! - Yeah, yeah!

- He had a gun! You had a gun in my house! - Yeah! Yeah!

- And we put a chink in his fucking plan! - Oh! Don't say "chink," man.

- We put a kink in his... - "A kink." Okay.

- A dent in his plan. Whatever it was! - "A dent." A dent, a dent.

Oh, shit! Hold on. [yells]

- Right! Go, go! Go! - Oh, shit! Oh, shit. Oh, shit!

- Here, you take it. No, come on. - No.

- I owe you one. - Get the fuck out.

Get the fuck out. No. No.

- Cyrus, no, no. - You brought a bound-and-gagged cop

to my place of business.

- All right. We get it. - Lee, are you fucking insane?

Technically we pulled his pants down too.

- I just wanna say that. - The fuck you pull his pants down for?

- I don't know! - It's an intimidation tactic.

- Are you missing a tooth? - What? No. It's just chipped.

- Come on, Cyrus. Don't be mad at me. - Lee, what do you want from me?

I just thought if anybody could, you could help me.

Come on, you must have some experience with interrogating cops.

Are you on fucking drugs?

I don't know! I freaked out. Okay, Francis was there.

I didn't know he was a cop. Okay. [stammers]

I just want to go on record. I would never knowingly choke out a cop.

- Yeah? Say that. - Look, look, look. I-I...

All right, how about this? Daymond. Daymond.

[exhales sharply]

We need some advice. What are you supposed to do

- when you accidentally choke out a cop? - I ain't giving shit.

Right now, I'm a witness for the prosecution.

A witness for the what?

- Prosecution. - Great.

Until you hire me, then my lips are sealed, confidentiality,

- but not until you hire me. - [Johnny] Okay.

- What the fuck? - Support Black business.

And we do, right? We do.

- Sure, yeah, all right, you're hired. - O-Okay, $65 an hour.

- Oh, my God. Okay, yeah. - $250 sign-up fee.

- Sure. - QR code.

No, I tried the QR code last time. It doesn't work, man.

- It works. - It doesn't work.

It worked today.

You pay today, and I start today.

- Let's go. Deal. - Uh-huh.

- [Johnny] Okay. - All right.

Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no.

Oh, fuck! Fuck!

- Fuck! - How is that open?

- He used the lever. [stutters] He did-- - How is this open?

- How does he know about the lever? - [Daymond] Lever?

- What is he, a contortionist? - We tied him up.

- We tied him up, man! - Who is this man, Lee?

This motherfucker and whatever law enforcement he's associated with now knows

that you're connected to my business, Lee.

- [Daymond] That's trouble. - It's bad, right?

- I don't understand. - You know what he did?

He did a reverse rupidoop.

Yep. He flipped it and reversed that shit.

What's the cop's name?

- Oh. Oh! - [stammers]

Lo-Lonnie Reed from Woodrell County.

- Oh, fuck. - [Cyrus] Oh, no!

- [Johnny] What? - What?

Lee, tell me you did not swipe that badge?

I-I didn't swipe it. No, no, no, it fell out of his pocket,

and then I went and picked it up and-and now I have it.

So you swiped it.

Well, yeah. Oh, fuck.

[Johnny] We're going to jail.

- Excuse me. You a lawyer? - No, I do dental work.

Yeah, I didn't think so.

Look, this guy ain't got no jurisdiction in Tulsa.

That badge is from Wooderally Bumfuck County,

which means he was probably trespassing on private property

with the intent to do harm, from the way I see it.

So ain't nobody going to jail, okay?

Yes, yes. Thank you.

[♪ "Lust For Life/Sixteen" playing]

[panting] Shit. Okay. Aw, shit.

♪ Here comes Johnny Yen again ♪

♪ With the liquor and drugs ♪

♪ And a flesh machine ♪

♪ He's gonna do Another striptease ♪

♪ Hey, man Where'd you get that lotion? ♪

[Ginger] I'm looking for Mekko.

- Dean? - Yeah.

It's okay. I know that he's out.

[gasps]

♪ Yeah, something called love ♪

♪ Well, that's like Hypnotizing chickens ♪

[unhoused person] I-I heard a rumor.

But he ain't been down here.

I haven't seen him, and I don't know where he would be.

Okay, well, if you hear anything else, uh, or if you see him,

Billy, will you just tell him to contact me?

- [Ginger] All right. - Sure. Yeah.

- Yeah. Take care of yourself, okay? - Mmm.

♪ I'm worth A million in prizes ♪

[phone buzzing]

♪ With my torture film ♪

Hey.

[stutters] Under a bridge. Why?

Where?

Okay.

- I'm on my way. - [song fades]

That treadmill isn't gonna get you in shape.

You need to be walking, no matter what.

Have you tried Herbalife?

- [Dan] What is that? A supplement? - It is.

I may have a batch. I used to be a salesman for 'em.

Gotta have supplements.

Gotta get your heart started. And what is with the beard?

I...

You don't like it? It's just something I'm trying.

My wife likes men with...

beards. [exhales deeply]

Beards do not fare well in an orgy. I can tell you that right now.

[treadmill beeps]

So a lot of things can go wrong.

Yeah, maybe.

I've been toall manner of orgies throughout the years.

'60s were wild.

'80s even more so.

It takes an evolved man to orgy, especially with your wife.

I'm pretty nervous about it, actually.

Well, if those lights aren't dim, you get up and dim 'em yourself.

Okay.

Dim lights.

And then there's etiquette.

Two taps on the shoulder and a slap on the butt

means you did a good job and it's time to move on.

You get the third tap on the shoulder,

means you're about to get clobbered.

"Clobbered." Is that a sex term, or is that a...

[chuckles] You wish.

I told you to leave.

I did leave your store

like you told me to.

Look, I need you to put this in the safe, would you?

What is that, a-a cop's badge?

- I don't want that. Where's your tooth? - Just to hide it.

I'm not taking things from you anymore.

You bring me blood with money on it. I don't want it!

- Just take this, would you? - Jesus. Don't point a gun at me, Lee!

- I am not your professional hider. No! - Look, look. I owe you, okay?

[Dan] "Owe me."

[Lee] Jesus Christ.

Your son is a goddamn lunatic.

I think he was missing a tooth.

Give me that thing before you kill somebody.

[Dan sighs]

Hot damn. This thing is loaded.

That was kind of my point. Yes.

Damn.

[groans]

[Lee sighs]

What... What is that?

It's him. It's the guy you shot.

- The guy I... Not the... - Yeah.

The one with the SS tattoo we thought was a gangbanger?

He's not a co... I shot a cop?

Well, he was sneaking around my daughter's house, okay, so I had to take him on.

What? Is everyone okay?

Uh, well, I choked him out, you know, merc'd him.

- You're sure that's the same guy? - Definitely. He brought you up.

I shot a cop. Okay, where is he now?

I don't think that is super important.

Well, I think it feels very important.

- Well, he just disappeared into the night. - What the fuck?

You remember how Mekko's ex said there was a dead kid,

and then you said there was a dead kid in Woodrell County?

Yes, his name was Nathan. Nathan Spence.

Yeah, this guy works in Woodrell County...

- I don't wanna see that again. - ...and he's looking for Mekko.

No, Mekko was never in county jail.

- He was at Boontill Prison. - But it's got to be connected.

All right, we got to go up there ASAP.

And do what? Kick up rocks, all that?

Hey, Lee, where-where are we?

Remember how I told you I've never been to the dentist?

Yeah.

- There's a dentist in there. - Okay.

[breathes deeply]

Oh, my God.

Okay, I got you.

- Oh, Lee. - Oh, no, she's cool.

She's the one who shot the cop.

- What? Lee! - Yeah, no, no, he's cool.

He's the one who choked the cop.

I thought you choked the cop out.

Well, we did. We did it together. We were both like...

I saved his life.

- Hi. You must be his lady. - Hi.

Oh, my God. She's gorgeous.

- I'm Johnny. I'm the co-dad. - Oh.

- Yeah. We're not co-dads. That's... - And I'm not his lady.

Are you guys closed?

No, he-he's my friend.

Okay.

Um, let me see that tooth, man.

- God. It's worse than I remembered. - We don't have to fix it.

It looks tough, right? It's cool. Let's get...

This is a bad idea. I...

- It looks good, right? - No, Lee.

- I'm a grown man. What do I need it for? - Let's fly in there. Come on.

- [Ginger] You're okay. - [Johnny] Okay.

- Okay. - Oh, my God, what's that?

- [Ginger] The chair. - What is--

- It looks like a torture chamber. - [Ginger] No, you're okay.

[Lee] Did you see Marathon Man, with the Nazi dentist?

- Don't think about the Nazis now. - [Lee] No. Right?

Hey, Johnny, could I... could I be sedated? Like, could I go under?

Like, you got laughing gas or something?

- I don't think it calls for that. - I think it does.

Hey! No gas, no deal!

- Lee, Lee! Okay. - No gas, no deal!

Okay, I'm sure we could get you some nitrous.

[Johnny] Okay. Cool your jets. I will get you some gas.

Have a seat, bud. Jesus.

It's okay. There's gonna be nitrous.

- Everything's okay. - I don't care.

I don't know. You guys wanna fix the tooth, we can fix it.

- But I don't care. - It's an overreaction is all I'm saying.

I mean, I think it's cool the way it is, you know?

What are you doing?

There go the shoes. What are we doing?

- You don't have to get undressed? - You do not.

Well, you didn't say that.

Well, I didn't think I had to, Lee. Can you just lay back?

- It's just so stupid, you know? - [chair whirring]

- What's going on? Okay. - We're going back.

- Okay. - [Johnny] Stop right there?

- Whatever, Johnny. It's fine. - There you go.

- Just to go quickly back to... - [Lee] Yeah.

- ...the thing we're investigating. - [Lee] Uh...

There's someone we can talk to in Woodrell after this.

His name is Jeff. He's a public defender.

We could talk to him about Nathan Spence and whatever else is going on down there.

- Your heart is pounding. - What are you doing? What's that?

It's gas. You ask for gas. I'm giving you gas.

- It looks like... - It's totally safe. Look. [inhales deeply]

- Looks like it's from Aliens . - Should you be?

No big deal. It's the weekend. We can have a little fun while we're doing business.

Wanna try some?

- Absolutely. Yep. - It will relax you a bit.

Let's calm it down.

It's supposed to be for me.

[Johnny] You'll have some too. Everyone gets a taste.

- Is it okay? - Yep.

- It's okay? - I'm gonna do one more.

Oh. All right.

- It's fine. It's the weekend. - Oh, my God.

- It's good? I want it. - It's very strong.

You want it? All right. Head back, head straight. You're getting your reward.

- Don't worry. - Okay, okay.

- All right, there we go. - Whoa, it smells funny.

- Is that supposed to... Mm-hmm. - Breathe from here. Breathe from here.

[Johnny] Good.

Okay, I think we're set.

- Okay, Ginger? - Yeah.

If I don't make it,

I just want you to know that me and you...

[echoing] It's like finding a $100 bill inside my favorite...

- That's so sweet. - [screams]

- Oh, sorry. [cackling] - Oh, my God. [cackling]

You scared me.

- Oh! You got scared by the glasses. - Yeah, I did. I was scared.

I was scared.

- [cackling] - [Ginger] Okay, hon.

- [Johnny] He's feeling good now. - [Ginger] Yeah.

[cackling echoes]

- These are the ones you've seen, right? - Mm-hmm.

I don't know where to begin.

Well, it's fairly simple.

The archeologists would dig, but they couldn't guard it.

So then old white trash assholes came down from the hills to steal it all.

That's how it ends up in all these private collections.

Highly illegal, highly valuable, hidden.

- [door opens] - [doorbell chimes]

[Lee Senior] Phew. Deidra.

- Good morning, beautiful. - Hi, Frog.

Who's that?

Frog.

- But who's Frog? - [whispers] Lee Senior.

[grunts]

[whispers] That's Lee's dad.

- [whispers] You're shitting me. - No.

Deidra, I'm looking for a copy of As I Lay Dying.

It's time for me to read that thing again.

Oh, yeah. Lee put it in the Lee Picks section

- by, uh, The Odyssey . - Oh.

Wonder why he'd do that.

Gentlemen.

- Hello. - Hey.

Y'all just loitering around?

Oh, no. Uh...

we're, uh, doing a little research.

Yeah. You doing a dig?

[chuckles] No, no, no. I'm-I'm a writer. I'm writing a story.

Oh, well, those books don't know shit.

Yeah, I've been in on a dig or two.

- You've been in on a dig? - [Lee Senior] Hell yeah.

Of course, we, um, had to do most of our digging at night.

You know what I mean? [chuckles]

So you've dug for artifacts?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, real Indiana Jones shit.

I was young, ran away from home.

First stop, lose my virginity in Mexico, of course.

Wound up beat up, broke, homeless in Durango.

Well, at least it was a nice climate. Not in the wintertime, of course.

Durango, Mexico, not Colorado.

Oh.

Local Mexican boy told me about a job.

And, of course, I jumped on it.

Turns out John Huston, the film director,

was down there shooting a picture,

and what he was really down there doing was searching for treasure.

- Is that true? - It's true as rain.

You can look at that film and tell

that filmmaking was not his primary concern.

Are you busy this evening?

You want me to go on a dig? I'm retired.

No, not a dig. An underground gathering of sorts with rich men and rare art.

- You want me to go with you. - [Marty] That's the ask.

[chuckles]

Well, I don't have a thing to wear.

Ooh, I'll fix you up.

[Ginger] We should have just taken my car.

- This shitty van... - Easy does it. I do this kind of thing.

There's a ton of shitty vans on the road out here.

I saw three with bullet holes in them.

- [Ginger] Looks like Scooby Dooby Dahmer. - Just on the way here.

And what is on the back? "You go, girl"?

[Lee] No, you're doing it wrong.

- Hey, I got a funny question for you. - [Ginger] Okay.

[Lee] My daughter is having a birthday tomorrow night,

and we're all gonna go bowling,

and I wondered if, you know, you want to be my date.

- To a child's birthday party, Lee? - Yeah, sure.

- We're not-- I'm not in the headspace of... - Okay. All right.

- ...of clowns and bowling. - I thought we were going to his office.

This is his office.

- This is his office? - Yeah.

All right.

- Thank you much. - Maybe he's late.

This is exactly the kind of roadhouse my old man would take me to. [laughs]

He'd have me talk to all the old drunks, ask them for money.

[chuckles] I think that's why I'm such a good talker.

You are being serious.

You think that you're good at talking to people?

Hell yeah.

- Uh-huh. - You don't?

I would say that you are, uh... You're like a hypnotist.

You kind of assault people with words until they do your bidding.

- Huh. So I'm a great talker. - Oh, yeah. [chuckles] Okay.

So your dad was around then?

Oh, yeah. He was always around. That was part of the problem.

I couldn't escape him.

You know, every now and then he'd abscond with a woman and a bottle,

be gone for a period of time.

And then, um...

- Then what? - [chuckles]

Eh, the last time I saw him, I-I thought he had a psychotic break.

- You thought he had a psychotic... - Well, he did. He did.

I mean, he went off his meds, and I called the cops.

He felt betrayed.

The cops came, arrested him, took him to a hospital.

I'm sorry.

Were you ever close?

Uh... [laughs]

[Ginger] What?

No, he's... he's not the type of guy you can be close to.

- I mean, are you? - What?

I mean, what would...

- What's your daughter's name? - Francis.

Would Francis say you're the kind of guy you can be close to?

- [door opens loudly] - I'm...

Jeff Morgan is here.

- I don't want any trouble. - [Ginger chuckles]

- Ginger, as I live and breathe. - Hey, Jeff.

- Come on up here. - [Lee] Howdy.

I don't sit at those tables. That whole area is for amateurs.

Three beers, please.

- Okay, so this is... We're doing this. - [Lee] Let's move.

- He's, um... - [Lee] See ya, bud.

Listen to me very carefully.

He's horny. He's a pervert. Just follow my lead.

- Hi, Jeff. - Whoo. Still finer than frog hair.

I'd hug you, but I wouldn't let go.

- Who's this? - Lee Raybon.

- This is Lee. Lee is my... - Hey, Lee. Jeff Morgan.

- He's my... No. - Boyfriend.

- Yeah... - Boyfriend?

You are not my boyfriend.

No, no, no, he's not. You are not my boyfriend.

- How'd you meet? - Oh, well...

Jeff, the truth is, uh,

- I won this, like, literary prize, right? - Congrats.

- It's not a big deal. - It's not a big deal at all.

Well, I had to give a speech, and I drank a little too much, you know.

Some truth serum. Nothing wrong with that.

Yeah, a little too much truth, a little too much talking,

but I made an ass out of myself, okay?

I mean, I walked off stage.

I made eye contact with some people, and they seemed genuinely worried for me.

I get to the bar.

I see this one.

And she's looking at me and she tells me that she loved the speech.

- Yeah, okay. - That's a hell of a story, Lee.

- Thank you. - I like this one, Ginge. He's a keeper.

Not like her last boy toy.

- Oh, no. We don't have to... - This guy was just

a moose knuckle in parachute pants, if you know what I mean.

He was dumb as an ox but hung like a mule.

- Oh, Jeff, how is work going? - Uh...

- It's miserable. - Oh, no.

Wha... I thought you liked it here.

Well, I did, uh, for the first two weeks.

- Did she tell you? - [Lee] What?

- I was fi... Well, transferred... - Yeah.

- ...from the Tulsa office. - Oh, yeah, she said you were transferred.

Yeah.

Got sent to an outpost.

Like a forest ranger of old, a watchman.

- Keep the watch. - [Lee chuckles] Right.

Keep the watch like a freaking crow from that show.

I bet.

Um, so could I ask you a quick question, Jeff?

- Um, Nathan Spence... - Yeah.

...do you remember representing him?

This is him.

He died in county. Did you know that?

The record said it was a medical emergency, 19 years old.

[clicks tongue] Damn, Ginge, you...

you really know how to kill a buzz.

Look at him, Jeff.

[scoffs]

Yeah, yeah.

Put it away.

Did his fucking mom call you?

She's been hassling me, hassling the guy at the newspaper,

anybody that'll talk to her.

Look, I know it's sad what happened, but I got the kid a good deal.

He was assigned to a diversion program

to work off his sentence.

"Diversion program." I-I don't know what that is.

[Jeff] Alternative sentencing.

Instead of going to county, you go to, like, rehab or supervised employment.

Yeah, he wasn't in a diversion program. He-He died in county.

Then it must have happened before he got there.

It's too bad. That job could have saved the kid.

Yeah, but county jail is run by the sheriff's office, right?

What's... What's he like?

She.

[♪ "Outlaw Land" playing]

She's a big old C U next Tuesday.

- Cunt. - I know.

[Jeff] I guess you gotta be to be a in Oklahoma.

But she gets it done.

Puts on a good show.

♪ We got to g Together ♪

♪ Green rolling hills To flatland plains ♪

♪ We got to get there Together ♪

♪ Red dirt roads that flood In the rain ♪

♪ We got to get there Together ♪

♪ Moving freight And contraband ♪

♪ Interstates and back roads In this outlaw land ♪

- Hey, Sheriff. - Hey, how you ladies doing?

So good. Good to see ya.

[grunts] It's a small kink, but you don't get rid of a car like this.

- This is pure freedom. - Sure.

- Fuck. - [Ginger] You know what? I have an idea.

I think I can get him to take us to Spence's

- mom's house in Tulsa. - I wanna go to the newspaper office first.

Lee. It is now or never with Jeff. He's a huge flake.

- Let's just split up. - Guys at least want some olives?

- Keeps the liquor from coming back up. - [Ginger] No.

- No, thanks. I'm good. - Tempting, but no.

Okay, you can't drive with him.

- He's hammered. [stammers] - I'll drive. I'll drive.

You go to the newspaper.

- [Jeff grunts] - Hey, Jeff.

Crazy idea. Do you mind if I take her for a spin?

It's just, um, it's been a while since I've had the top down.

- Whatever you want. - Oh, hey, Jeff.

You know where the local newspaper office is?

Uh, I don't know off the top of my head,

but it-it should be on that paper right there.

Oh. Thank you.

- [Jeff sighs] I like Lee. - Do you?

[Jeff] But it's better he's not coming along.

This Spence lady, the mom? He might spook her.

- [Ginger] Uh-huh. - She got a little edge to her.

I do too, but I put this tie on and everything changes.

- People trust me. - [Ginger] Yeah, just a sec.

- [Jeff] They see a solid citizen. - [Lee chuckles]

[Jeff chattering, receding in distance]

"The Boontill Oracle."

Son of a bitch.

[♪ melancholy tune playing]

[Ray] Hello.

- [Lee Senior shushes] - [Ray] Oh, that's magnificent.

- [Marty] Man, come on. - I can talk if I want.

- Come on. - He's playing.

Oh, I just like this song.

[Marty] Oh, come on.

[people chattering]

[Lee Senior] Hmm.

[Marty] Wow.

[Lee Senior] Hmm.

- Real thing. - I told you.

- Yeah. - [Marty] Uh, someone's coming, Ray.

Well, well, well. My word.

I was hoping I'd see you here today, Vincent.

Well, Ray, you knew you'd see me. I invited you.

That's the truth, isn't it?

Hey, I want you to meet my friend, the one I was telling you about, Marty.

Oh, hello.

He tells me you have an appetite.

Oh, I sure do.

[Marty, Ray, Vincent chuckle]

[Lee Senior chuckles]

Oh. And this is the archaeologist himself, Frog Raybon.

Frog? Well, that's a... that's a new one.

- What university do you work for? - Mostly outside, uh, freelance.

What's your expertise?

[smacks lips] Um...

Pre-Columbian, Mississippian,

um, Ohio Valley Indians,

Mesoamerican,

and I've also been dabbling lately in the Southwest.

Utah, down into the pueblos.

I'm fascinated with excavations and-and mounds.

[stammers] I've spent...

I spent a few nights in Moundville, Alabama.

[all chuckle]

Actually, I own a couple of, uh,

Atlantic whelk snake gorgets that are my prized possessions.

- Well, that's, uh, good to know. - Mmm.

[taps display case]

Those look like they're from Spiro.

You really know your stuff.

Oh, he sure does.

That's exactly why we brought him in.

[Marty, Ray laugh]

[♪ "The Loneliest Man In Town" playing]

♪ If I only had A little bit more time ♪

♪ And I only had A little bit more wine ♪

♪ Then I could be The loneliest man... ♪

- [honks horn] - It's my turn, shit-ass.

♪ If I only had A little bit more time ♪

♪ And I only had A little bit more wine ♪

Well, if it isn't the Boontill Oracle.

[sighs] Well, I told ya.

- You write advice columns? - Uh...

I reckon it's more like a cross between

the Farmer's Almanac and a horoscope,

but I'm the editor.

I figured you more for a farmer, something like that.

Farmer? I guess.

I sleep from 7:00 p.m. till midnight,

get up, go to the bar,

give rides, come straight to work from there,

get here, you know, read the news, have my coffee, pop a Zyn, take a shit.

It's a process.

Just goes to show how little you asked about me.

Well, I was preoccupied.

I don't normally pick up people who crawl out

from under the "hitchhikers might be escaped inmates" sign,

but I recognized ya.

You did?

I heard your speech awards night.

Why didn't you say anything?

I was waiting on you to piss your pants right there on stage.

- Come on, man. It wasn't that bad. - I mean, like A Star is Born.

[laughing] Yeah.

It had its good points.

Well, yeah, thank you.

Yeah, but in the end, it lacked power.

You didn't quite land the plane, hoss.

Oh, whoa, whoa.

Oh, come on. Come on. I landed that plane.

- Sellouts. - Huh.

Isn't media in the business of selling out?

No, no. Not to me.

No, I think of us as truth-storians, you know?

That's our job. We tell the truth.

You know, it's like your mug says: "The truth is easy."

Should say, "Truth is easy unless you're a journalist."

[chuckles]

Tell the truth and chain the devil.

That is our business.

[♪ rock song playing on car radio]

[song stops]

Be right back.

Ginger.

I got your back.

And a lot of your front.

- Hey, Ginger. - Yeah.

Don't let her know I'm out here.

- Okay. - Okay? I'm gonna stay low.

I can still see you. Okay.

We just see this job differently.

Well, how so?

You think that if you tell the truth

and depress the hell out of everybody,

it makes the world a better place.

- This... [stammers] - There's a lot of truths out there.

- Eh... - My truth

is to write about Mrs. Butterfield.

Just turned 93, and every one of her grandkids

and great-grandkids showed up to celebrate her at the civic center.

[Lee] Nice.

- Now, her nephew, Shifty... - Mm-hmm. Uh-oh.

...sells methamphetamine at the nursing home,

and I, for the life of me, can't figure out

whether it's the nurses or the patients that are buying.

They shouldn't have named him Shifty. I mean, come on.

- Now, that's what you would print. - Mm-hmm.

And I wouldn't.

But we're both telling the truth, right?

I got one for you. You ready?

Nathan Spence.

Ms. Spence?

[Lee] He's a kid.

Died in jail right here in this town.

My name is Ginger Lafferty. I-I left you a message. I...

I'd love to talk to you about your son.

What's the... What's the positive spin on that?

There is no pleasant way to tell that story.

So what, so what, you just... you just don't write about it at all?

The sheriff has an investigation going,

and I am not going to speculate and interfere in that.

The sheriff's department has not been totally transparent

about the circumstances surrounding your son's death.

- I'm-- - If you're with him. I...

I got nothing to say to you.

Lonnie Reed? You know him?

- Not personally. - Not personally?

He's got a SS tattoo on his neck.

There's a lot of bad tattoos in this town.

My nephew has the Monster Energy logo on his cheek.

A kid died.

I want to help you, Ms. Spence. I-! promise.

I-I've tried to get help from everyone in that town.

No one wants to help me, so...

I believe you. I believe you.

And his mother's been contacting you.

- I spoke to his mother. - Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

I wish I could do something for her,

- but her son chose this life too. - Oh, oh, uh...

Did he choose it? I mean, it's just a kid.

I know that right now it feels like something is wrong.

Right? And no one is telling you the truth.

I want you to tell me. Please.

He made a dumb decision, he can't afford a good lawyer,

finds himself in jail, now he's dead.

Is that a choice?

They killed him.

My son.

Who killed your son?

If you tell me, I can help you.

The kind of truth that you're interested in, Lee, gets people hurt.

And that...

that's the truth.

What if I was to present you with irrefutable evidence

that people in this town in power

are abusing their position and acting illegally?

Then that's a whole nother animal,

and I am Robert Johnson at the crossroads, down on my knees

looking deep into my heart to see how the rest of my life's gonna go.

But right now,

I'm headed down to the park to the 4H event,

because today my truth

is a hog contest.

You think that sheriff is gonna be there?

If I was to bet, I would say yes.

Oh, well, then maybe I'll see you there.

Well, you got a pair on you. I'll give you that, Lee.

You have no idea. [chuckles]

[crowd cheering]

[♪ "Chug-A-Lug" playing]

Go! Go! Go! Go!

♪ Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug ♪

♪ Make you wanna holler "Hi-de-ho" ♪

♪ Burns your tummy, Don't ya know ♪

♪ Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug ♪

♪ 4-H and a FFA On a field trip to the farm ♪

♪ Me and a friend Sneak off behind ♪

♪ This big old barn ♪

♪ Where we uncovered A covered-up moonshine still ♪

♪ And we thought We'd drink our fill ♪

♪ And I swallowed it With a smile ♪ [babbles]

♪ I run ten miles Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug ♪

♪ Make you wanna holler "Hi-de-ho" ♪

♪ Burns your tummy, Don't ya know ♪

Hi. Are you interested in buying some raw milk?

What, uh, raw milk?

Tastes like melted ice cream.

- Really? It's sweet? - Yeah.

All right. Wait. Okay, all right.

It ain't cheap. Better be good.

- There you go. - Thank you.

Appreciate that.

All right, let's give this a shot.

Mm-hmm. [smacks lips, slurps]

- Full-bodied. Thank you. - [chuckles]

Mmm! Mmm.

Ah. [sucks]

Damn! It is good. It's really good!

[announcer] ...the market lamb show will commence in the main arena in ten minutes.

Today's honorary judge is our very own Sheriff Thorne.

[auctioneer] Ladies and gentlemen, up next we have a special find for you.

This is a scallop-ringed vessel dating from approximately

1200 to 1400 and discovered in Upshur County down in Texas.

And we'll begin bidding shortly.

Now, that guy in the front row, do you see him?

That is the richest man

- in eastern Oklahoma. - [Marty shushes]

His wife's had so much plastic surgery,

she looks like one of those blow-up dolls.

- You're talking too loud. - Oh, they can't hear shit.

This is bullshit.

Where are you going?

Walk around.

Well, don't go far.

- [Lee Senior] Yeah. - [auctioneer] $2,200.

- Two thousand two hundred... - Found any good sources yet?

[scoffs] These folk have no idea what a rich Black man looks like,

- so they assume it's me. [chuckles] - [chuckles]

I've already got two contacts.

- Mmm. Infiltration complete. [chuckles] - Mmm.

Oh, shit. Don't wanna do that.

- [Marty] No. - For $2,300...

- Oh, no. Shit. - [auctioneer] ...sold.

- He's out getting another drink. - [Lee Senior] Thank you.

[auctioneer] This next item, ladies and gentlemen,

is one of my personal favorites.

- Only... - [Ray] I'll tell ya,

I think he lies half the time he talks.

I heard him tell somebody he invented the ThighMaster.

He told some man earlier he looked Chinese.

I'm beginning to think this was a bad idea bringing him along.

[auctioneer] And we'll start bidding at $1,000.

I like your pin.

- Oh, thank you. - [chuckles]

[auctioneer continues indistinctly]

[lambs bleating]

[people chattering]

[Thorne] She is a purebred beautiful thing.

So hold that eye contact for a long time,

and you shake that judge's hand hard as you can

and just look him dead straight in the eye, okay?

He's gonna pick the boys. They keep teasing me about it.

Well, it's just 'cause they're afraid you're gonna win.

[lamb bleats]

I guess.

[Thorne] Bible says a little fear is good.

You know, when I was running for sheriff,

I was the only woman running against a whole bunch of men,

and that didn't stop me.

I won. That's right.

And now they all support me because I believed in myself.

I know who I am.

You know who you are?

I know what they call you.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

A bitch.

[laughs]

Honey, I hope they call me a bitch every day of my life.

Now, you stand up tall.

Dig deep.

- That's right. - [chuckles]

[chuckles]

[person] You said the sweetest thing to that girl.

- Oh. [kisses] Thank you. - Hi, Sheriff.

- Hey. - Can we grab a quick pic?

Of course. How are you?

Yeah, we missed you at church on Sunday.

- Well, you know, I tried to get there... - Oh, hey. Hey, you guys.

You want me to take the photo?

- Oh. Okay. - ...on Sunday.

Can I get your phone?

Well, you know, we've been pretty busy.

- Come on in here, babe. - Get in here. We'll take a picture.

- How you doing, honey? - Getting this sucker working. Here we go.

Give me a big smile. Give me a big smile.

- Hey! - [Thorne] Cheese. Yeah.

- Great one. - [Thorne] There you go.

- Hope to see you Sunday. - I hope so.

You know, things are pretty busy at the office, but I'm gonna try.

- I'm gonna try. - Excuse me, Sheriff, can I...

can I speak with you just one second?

What can I help you with?

Well, my name's Lee.

- Lee... Lee Raybon. - Okay.

Yeah, no, I'm... I'm a journalist.

The Heartland Press. It's a long-form magazine.

- Oh. You're that Tulsa journalist. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Yeah, I'd love to interview you. - I've heard about you.

Yeah, hopefully good things.

- No, can't say that it was. - [laughs] Aw.

News gets around a town like this,

especially about a busybody such as yourself.

A busybody? I'm not... I'm not... I'm not a busybody.

- Well, interview me about what? - Nathan Spence.

Apparently, he...

- he-he died in county jail recently. - Mmm. Mm-hmm.

- Yeah. - Yeah, well, it's an open investigation.

We can't comment.

Yeah, but his mother's awfully upset. You can imagine.

- Yeah. - She'd love to have some answers.

Well, she's a busybody too.

I bet y'all get along good.

She send you up here?

Did he ever make it to the diversion program? Hmm?

Is there a coroner I can speak to about the cause of death?

Well, you know, I don't think this is a good place to talk about this.

- Besides, I got lambs to judge. - Mm-hmm.

So why don't you come by my office and we'll see about it then?

Uh, no, this is just as good a place as any.

I mean, seriously, I don't mind waiting for the lambs to be o-over.

- Lee. Lee, is it? - Uh-huh.

Yeah, it's Lee.

- Yeah. - Lee Raybon. Yeah.

Yeah, I think we can talk about more than just Nathan.

We could talk about your deputy, Lonnie Reed,

who was snooping around my daughter's house.

That's something we could discuss.

- I don't know nothing about that. - Oh, all right.

But if my deputies crossed your path, I'm sure they had good reason.

Yeah, I'm sure. Well, they're looking for somebody, aren't they? So...

You go through the proper channels, and I'll do your interview.

- [stomach gurgles] - [gags]

- What's the matter? - [groans]

- What the hell? - [groans]

- What... What's wrong? - [groans, stammers]

- [groans] - [stomach gurgles]

Ooh. Did you just... Did you just shit your britches?

No. No, no.

- Is that that raw milk? - [groaning] It's not good?

No. Well, I wouldn't sign up for any leg races if I was you.

There's a bathroom over yonder.

Uh, okay. My, um...

- My team will-will get in touch. - Go on. Yeah.

[running footsteps receding]

[Lee] All right. Whoa, whoa, whoa! Five minutes.

Lee, I'm gonna need my gun and my badge.

Lonnie? Oh, shit.

Hold on.

All right, here. Here you go. Take it.

[grunts] Take it. [grunts]

- Where's my gun? - Oh, hold on a second. Just give...

- Aw, fuck. I lost it. - You...

Well, now you're definitely getting arrested.

[Lee] Oh, my God.

[Ray] There you go, sweetheart.

- [valet] Thank you. Take care. - [Ray] Have a good day.

- I told you. - What?

That is Oklahoma elite in there.

[scoffs] Right under our noses.

They're gonna know I brought you,

so you can't mention my name in that article.

All that in there is highly illegal and those men should be jailed.

Oh, well, I thought you were Indiana Jones.

Yeah.

You stole that?

No, I re-stole it.

All that stuff in there is illegal,

highly illegal, obtained illegally, being sold illegally.

This is just to restore natural order.

All that in there should go back to the tribes.

I say write your article, Marty.

Hell, I'll even give you an interview.

Deal.

You gotta use my name.

You gotta use his name too.

- Are you crazy? - Gotta use the valet's name.

- Wha... - Use everybody's fucking name.

You're gonna get us all arrested.

Don't worry. I didn't leave 'em empty-handed.

[Lee] Oh, my God.

Hey.

I know you're grouchy, but, like, just...

Be real with me for... [stammering]

How long am I gonna be feeling this milk, huh?

Come on, man.

If I shit myself, it's gonna be a problem for everybody, all right?

Can't you just cuff me to the toilet?

[Thorne] Give us a minute.

[softly] Oh, fuck.

Pretty soon you're gonna have to tell me what I'm being charged with,

or you're gonna have to let me go.

- Oh, okay. Well, how about this? - Mm-hmm.

You are a person of interest in the death of Chili Franks.

You know, none of this is necessary.

It all just got a little bit out of hand.

But harboring a fugitive? Now, that's a felony.

That lawyer lady put you up to this?

How much she paying you?

Or are you special friends?

[softly] I don't have to talk to you.

No, you don't.

What are you doing?

- You got shifty eyes. - I do?

Yeah.

Can't tell if someone's lying to you

if they can't look you in the eyes.

You remember my cousin.

Hey, Lee.

Yeah, Vela, we go way back, me and Lee.

You know, I actually gave him one of my most favorite sucker candies,

and then I caught this son of a bitch trespassing on my property.

I wasn't trespassing.

Chili and...

[stutters]

Chili Franks?

Yeah, they say that he was last seen with you at the titty bar.

- Titty bar? - Now, I'm no...

I'm no detective, but I... I find that strange.

You know where the Indian is.

Just tell us.

I want my phone call.

[McMann] Gonna call your girlfriend?

Hey, you know, that's a good idea.

Why don't you call her and have her come down here,

and we can all talk like civilized folks?

- Mmm. - I bet she's the wine-and-cheese type.

[McMann] Oh, a fancy type.

Don't you think we could rustle up

some wine and cheese there, Cousin?

Well, I could... I can go get some Boone's Farm,

- maybe some pimento cheese... - Mm-hmm.

...some of those... those thin little Ritz Crackers and things.

- Some mixed nuts. - Mixed nuts.

Some fig jam too would be pretty good.

Why don't you give him his phone call?

[McMann kisses]

[grunting, gasping]

[groans]

[groans, breathes deeply]

[gasps] Ow. [grunts, gasps]

[groans]

[sighs]

[♪ "Hell's Bells" playing]

♪ Well, hell's bells What you trying to sell? ♪

♪ Put it on the table 'Fore they take us to jail ♪

♪ What you said? Got a bottle to your head ♪

♪ And you never saw it coming Now your pretty white shirt Is red ♪

♪ Well, guess that's What you get ♪

♪ When you were leanin' on me I heard you asking for it ♪

♪ Did you not come here Looking for a fight? ♪

♪ They say brown liquor Make you sleep all right ♪

♪ Cocaine make you Grind your teeth all night ♪

♪ Well, who's that calling? Is that your little darling? ♪

♪ Will she come running? Or will she go back crawling? ♪

♪ On your hands and knees Baby, don't you tease ♪

♪ Sugar mama Cut you off at the knees ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Well, I guess that's What you get ♪