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7 MONTS EARLIER...

See you around, Chambers.

Come on, come on, come on. Where
you at, where you at, where you at?

Ha, ha, ha!
You didn't forget it!

I missed you so
much, little boy!

Oh, look at you.
Bootsie!

What the... what is this?

Gah!

Let's get in here, boy;
let's get out, come on!

I can't wait to see
the R.V. you got us.

Yeah. It's a little beat up,
but it'll get us to Big Sur.

Good job, son.

Dad...

I don't have a good
feeling about this.

Hey, this won't
take long.

You don't have to do this.

Yeah, I do.

Why?
- Why?

Because if I don't,
the trouble's gonna find me.

And I gotta cut it clean.
- Dady... - Stop, listen.

One more time.

I promise, one more
time. And we're free.

Okay?
- You've said that before.

This time is different.
- Said that too.

I'll be back.

Well, boys.

The prodigal son
has returned.

Um... - Mr. Gates,
the three of us...

the three of us, we're out.

What's that? - That's... that's
the amount from the last gig.

There should be enough in
there to cover what I owe you.

Where you think
you're gonna go?

What do you think
you're gonna do?

You're cons.
- Ex...

Ex-cons.
- Ex-cons.

Sorry, sunshine. But the world's not
gonna see you like that. Like an ex-con.

I just want a second
shot with me and my boy.

That's just heart-breaking.

But what you all need
ain't gonna fit in that bag.

Come on, dad.
Hurry up.

Forget this. - I understand but...
we just don't want any bloodshed.

Mr. Gates...

we appreciate everything you've
done, we're grateful. - You're grateful?

But we've changed.
- Changed?

You want out. Think about
the things that we've seen

and we've done together.

Oh, no. There's no getting out.

Let me tell a story.

When I was a kid
growing up in Scotland,

my old man used
to breed chickens.

One night when he
was on his usual bender,

I heard this noise
coming from the hen house.

And it was this red
fox standing there

with a hen in his mouth.

So I raised up my end field
and I had him in my sights.

Aye, he was there.

I couldn't pull the trigger.

Couldn't do it.

So the next day...

daddy dear, is standing waiting
for me... with a leather strap.

And he beat me with
that thing for an hour.

So later that night,
when the fox came back

I opened up the coop
and I let him in.

And he killed every
one of them chickens.

And that was the last
fox I ever let away.

Mr. Gates please.

We just want
a clean slate, okay?

I did what you
asked us to do.

Please.

Sleep tight, you two.

You're wondering why
you're still alive, aren't ya?

I got one more job for you.
- Never! - Oh, I think you will. - Dad?

Stop, son stop!
- Whoa, little leak.

You do this job for me,
you and the boy get to live.

My boy has nothing to do
with this. - Well, that's a shame.

Then the boy has to die
for the sins of his father.

Shoot him.
- No, no! Stop, don't!

I'll do it.
- Dad!

Of course you will.

Good boy.

LEGAL ACTION

NASHVILE, TENNESSEE
Parker, we don't have to do this.

You can drop the criminal
charges, and we can all just walk away.

What are you talking
about? - May I? - Please.

What is this?

That's the number my client's
prepared to sue your client for.

You see... he feels this number's
necessary to ease the pain and suffering

and the injuries
he sustained from his fall.

You crack me up.

See, this is about the criminal
charges of shoplifting against your client,

not some drummed up civil case.

You and I are just
having a friendly discourse,

Before we pass
the point of no return.

I just think you don't want to go
to trial 'cause you know you'll lose.

What's your win
streak up to? - 39.

Wow. - But the
point I want to make...

Is that my client
slipped on a wet floor

owe your client
National electronic retail stores.

Casey, he still TV.

It's not robbing if you
never leave the store.

I'm not stealing this pen.

I'm merely holding it,
openly in your presence

Without any current
objections from you.

The janitor will testify that he
was running for the exit. That's intent.

Yeah, but aren't the cash
registers right by the exit?

I think we'll take
our chances in court.

Parker, what did the janitor
say to my client immediately

after the accident?

I'm looking.

His first words
were, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, I forgot the sign."

The big, yellow warning
sign that never left his cart.

Now an employee of your
client apologized to my client

moments after the incident.

And he knew that he had duty
of care to place that sign out

So customers would
know that that floor was wet.

Now I suggest you drop those charges
before this becomes an actual lawsuit.

Like I said, we can
all just walk away.

Oh... don't forget this.

40... - Have a
good day, Parker.

Before you go
and thank me, don't.

I didn't do you any favors.

I was assigned to you
because you didn't have a lawyer.

I did what was my
legal responsibility.

Everyone's entitled
to a vigorous defense.

But let's get one
thing straight here, Polo...

if you end up back in court
again, I am not gonna be here

to save your
sorry tail. - Nope!

Don't even think about suing.

A second chance is worth
a lot more than money.

Now go on, get.

After ten years I would've at least
thought you'd have changed the locks.

Pru.

You know, you
always did have a knack

for being one
step ahead of me.

My brother's in trouble.

He's always in trouble.
- Not like this.

What's Jay gotten
himself into this time?

It's murder.

Murder?

Who'd he go and kill?
- District attorney.

A D.A., huh?

Your brother's hit
the big time, babe.

The arraignment's on monday.
- Back in Cherokee Hills?

I didn't know
where else to go.

How's your winning streak?

39.

Well, I'm glad our
divorce wasn't for nothing.

Pru, now listen.
- Will you defend him or not?

You're the best lawyer I know.

You want me to
defend your brother,

the same brother that
we've given a small fortune to?

The brother who we bailed
out, dropped off, taken in

and rescued more times
than a dog's had fleas? - Yeah.

You remember the time he stayed over
and stole my grandmother's silver? - Yeah.

Yeah, remember the
time he took mr. Darcy...

Okay look, my list is longer
than yours, okay Casey? - Right.

But, Jay's family.

His whole life's
been on a downhill roll.

Are you really surprised
that this is where he's landed?

Still wearing your watch.

I remember buying it for you.
- It stopped working a year ago.

So why don't you
just get a new one?

Some things are
worth hanging onto.

Besides I'd rather get it fixed.

Well...

you may look different but...
you haven't changed a lick.

Still too busy.
- Pru...

What good's a winning streak
if you're not willing to risk it?

Thank you, Casey.

We've got a 10-91 at the court house.
Suspect, Jay Chambers, in custody.

Books, bibles, magazines.

Can I get you
anything before lights out?

I got The sands of time.

I got Jonah and the whale.

Crime and punishment.

Crime and punishment, brother.

Hey, you tell Gates I did
everything he asked, alright?

I did everything that he asked.

Well then, you just
keep on playing the game.

Yeah, that ain't part of the deal.
- 'Cause you got caught.

Now...

you don't talk
to no lawyers.

Don't titter-tatter to your sister.

You know we'll
know if you do.

If you do...

well...

you know what
I'm gonna have to do.

Where's Kit?
Where's my boy?

Where is my boy?
- Oof!

Safe.

Just like a little
bird in the hand.

If you lay one hand on my boy,
okay... one hand and I will rip your...

Oh, you're gonna rip my?
- What are you gonna do?

Go on a hunger strike?

You gonna write the lawyers?
Gonna speak to the governor?

You know, we know that you got
an outside pinch-hitter coming in...

Your brother in law.

I've always hated lawyers.

Please, please just

give me a half
a reason to hurt him.

Sleep sweet.

Hey! - Books, bibles,
magazines. - Hey!

Books, bibles, magazines.

Books, bibles, magazines.

You look lost.
- No, just calibrating.

Looking for the courtroom
where they're holding Chambers case.

Ben Wingwright, just
sworn in as special prosecutor.

Oh! Casey McKay, defense counsel.

Did they bring you in
from another county?

No, brought me
in from retirement.

I was fishing in the Ozarks.
- Really? - Yeah, yeah.

They brought in judge
Thorne from two counties over

For the case, too.
Good luck with that.

Courtroom's upstairs.

I've always loved
this courtroom;

It's a thing of beauty.

The windows are
the original panes,

the seats were refurbished

From the original bleachers
of fenway park. Go figure.

I'm glad to have run
into you, mr. Wingwright.

Please, Ben's easier.
- Ben.

I was thinking that before iI met
with my client here... - He's kin, isn't he?

He is, by association. He just
sorta came with the ex-wife.

So it's a favor to her.

I was hoping to test
the waters on a plea deal.

25?
- Hmm.

40? Be out in 20.

Hm.

How about plea
guilty to trespassing and

carrying an illegal firearm?
- You're looking for a leg to stand on.

Don't you care that
justice is done at all?

That's why I'm here.

Everyone's innocent
till proven guilty.

And as far as I'm
concerned, he's already standing.

Well, mr. McKay call me
old fashioned but I think

we ought to let
truth decide this case.

Your brother-in-law just
graduated from Ne'er-do-well

public enemy No1, so no sir, there
will be no plea deal, not for murder one.

Not for Henry Patrick Jenkins
our late district attorney,

and certainly not for
the likes of Jay Chambers,

a man known to throw
bricks at cars from the overpass.

Y'all have an overpass?

Oh, hey I'm gonna need that.
I'm gonna have to take notes.

I know he's a murder suspect, but
he's not gonna doodle me to death.

Sorry, judge's orders.

Jay. - Well, I see my sister still gets you
to do pretty much whatever she wants.

So you here to
save the day?

How about we
start saving your life?

MURDERED D.A.'S
SUSPECT ARRAIGNED

You always were the least
favorite of Pru's husbands.

Well, considering she only had
one, I'll take that as a compliment.

So what's the deal, Jay?
- I don't know.

I mean, I killed somebody.
- Yeah, that's what I've heard.

I also heard that somebody
crept into the courthouse

wearing a mask
and killed the D.A..

Henry Patrick Jenkins.

That they've confirmed
your fingerprints on the gun,

and your boot
prints on the floor.

But, the thing that really made
the executioner smile extra wide

is the fact that they nabbed
you fleeing the scene of the crime

with all the aforementioned
on your person. - What?

What... what do
you want from me?

How about you
start by elaborating.

Nah, I can't.

Jay, what are you doing?

I remember you used
to like puzzles, right?

Read this paper. There's
a good one in there for ya.

All rise! The honorable
judge Thorne presiding.

The state of Georgia
versus Steven Jay Chambers.

Counselor... your
client's been charged with...

first degree murder.
How do you plead?

Guilty.
- Not guilty, Your honor.

Shh.
- What are you doing?

You are not gonna have a leg
to stand on if you plead that.

Excuse me counselor, do we need to
take a recess while you and your client

Discuss how he'd like to plead?
- No, Your honor. Not guilty.

Your honor, I'd also like to
motion for a change of venue.

On what grounds?
- Several, Your honor.

Such as?

Well, I'd rather not have
the jury sitting in the shadow

of the crime scene,
Your honor.

The crime scene is what it is,

whether your client committed
the murder or not. Mr... uh.

McKay, Your honor. - Mr. McKay,
there's been more blood shed

within the shadow of that
jury box... than you'd care to know.

This building... stood
between Sherman and the sea.

There was the assassination of
judge Caliber in '63. The riots of '74.

If I keel over
dead right now...

I expect court to be in session
after lunch. - Yes, Your honor.

I... I just...

I'm not sure that my
client can get a fair trial

of his peers in this community
based on his... past indiscretions.

I feel that a local jury
would have a difficult time

looking past their own
prejudice and preconceptions of

who mr. Chambers was.

Mr. McKay, this county
is made up of hard-working,

God-fearing,
honorable men and women.

I have no doubt that you'll be
able to find a fair and impartial jury.

I understand that, but I'd prefer
an outside jury pool, Your honor.

Since you have the
opportunity to pick your jury

you can strike anyone
you'd deem unfit.

The news of a murdered district attorney
travels far and wide across county lines.

I'm not about to ship
that off to another county.

Not without evidence
that he can't get a fair trial.

Motion denied.

Yes, Your honor.

We'll set the trial for...

november 10th.

November 10th, Your honor?
- Everyone has a right to a speedy trial.

That's how they do
it here. - Yes, Your honor.

Court is adjourned.

So 30 years ago, Prudence
Chambers moves to Nashville.

And whether it's big city
inexperience or just ignorance,

You and I both know if you
wind up in the wrong part of town

at the wrong time of day,
somebody's gonna want your pocketbook.

You take it black, right?
- Mm-Hmm. - But fortunately...

she was rescued by
a brash, young lawyer

who took down her
assailant using only his briefcase.

A briefcase?
- Mmm.

Like my grand-Pappy used to say,
"You don't pick a fight with a lawyer."

Her assailant got
15 years in prison,

and Casey got a date.

And then, he
got a future wife.

Huh.

Wath's all of this? - Well, now even
though he's a natural-born astros fan,

Casey McKay comes from
three generations of Texas rangers.

Instead of becoming a
lawman, he became a lawyer,

moved to Nashville,
won a couple of big cases

and then he put
together a little streak.

But then, he and Pru got
divorced and she moved back home.

I guess that's what you
call career collateral damage.

Well...

you told me what
I need to know.

Hmm.
Thank you.

And what is that?

That this will be a long,
drawn-out trial that'll drag

This county behind it
like cans on a wedding car.

Hmm.

Well, maybe it needs to be
shaken up a little bit around here.

I'm gettin' bored.

Hey!
- Hey.

So...

no plea?

From what I can gather we're lucky
Jay's not already swinging from a tree.

So, yeah, no plea.
- So what's the plan?

I don't know et Your brother's
holding it pretty close to the chest.

But, he's hiding something.

Or maybe he's
protecting someone.

What do you mean?
- Maybe he's... protecting Kit.

I mean, no one's seen
him since the shooting.

Hmm.

Say, do the words "Go to
Forbs" mean anything to you?

Hmm? - Yeah, it's the
best I can do right now.

Boots...

Frog. - What? - Boots and
Frog are two of his buddies.

What? Now how'd you do that?

Jay and I used to...
play word scrambles as kids.

But Boots and Frogs were
suposed to pick him up from prison.

But then you've
got to find a...

then you've got
to find my nephew.

Yeah, what I need
is an investigator

A good one;
one that I can trust.

Any suggestions in this town?

Yeah, I know someone.

Boss wants to see you.

Oh, okay.

So I don't get to
have my toys, huh?

Mr. Ex.
- Gates!

Sorry about the
rather noisy intrusion.

Hopefully I didn't disturb
too many of your guests.

No, no. Nice car,
though. - Yeah.

How is this hospitality
business working out for ya?

Well, it's a little
slow these days.

But as long as it keeps your
knickers in a knot, I'm happy.

That's hurtin' my feelings.

And it's gonna
hurt me even more

That you're in a lot
of pain. - Whoa, now!

Ooh! - Whoa, whoa. - Oh sorry,
sorry. It's just a reflex. - Oh!

See... you bring this on yourself.

Yeah, my first sergeant
told me I was a glutton for pain.

Or maybe that was my
second wife. I get them mixed up.

Well you must think
you're a clever man

buying this little
cockroach motel.

Well, yes. - The thing is, you
forgot to get the parking lot.

Oh, I'm sorry,
did you need this plot?

That dog track's going
ahead. It's inevitable.

I don't know. By the time
I get done with you,

I don't think you're gonna be able
to run for librarian, much less mayor.

You see...

you do this to yourself.

Yeah, it was definitely
my second wife that said that.

Have at it.

Oh no, here comes Gilligan.

Need a stool there, little
buddy? Can you reach me?

Gah!
That didn't hurt.

You go ahead and finish that off.
- I've got a long memory, lurch.

Better make it good.

Ah, yeah.

Hey, perfect timing!

Would you come over
here and hand me a flathead?

Right up there on top.

Any time, sweetheart.
- There you go.

Yeah, so I'm uh,
looking for a room.

Okay, just give
me a second.

Thank you.

There we go.
All right.

There you go.
- Thank you.

You okay?
- Oh, yeah.

I cut myself shaving.

Name's Ex.

Ah...
- Oh. - Yeah.

So is that "x," like the one letter?
- No, two letters, you know.

Like ex-cop, ex-marine,
ex-bounty hunter, Ex-boxer,

ex-husband.
You get the idea.

Well, the name's Casey
McKay. - That's the rumor.

I'll just run
your card. - Sure.

Business is booming, huh?

Oh, well let's just say

you're gonna get
the Eisenhower suite.

Now, when I bought this
place, it didn't come with a maid.

So, you're gonna have
to do your own bedding.

Sheets and towels
are in the closet.

Breakfast down here at
seven a.m. every morning. And...

that's how is it.

I mean, if you need any of
those little shampoos or something,

I'm sure there's a box
around here somewhere.

Look, pardon me
for saying so, but...

inn keeper just doesn't
have quite the same bravado

as some of your
past vocations had.

Well, there's a snake trying
to build a dog track around here,

and he wants
this land. - Yeah?

You ever been to a dog track?

No, I can't say that I have.

Ever seen what
gambling can do to people?

Well... well, it killed my mom.

I saw black jack siphon off
everything that we owned.

Gambling's a disease.

I don't want that
to kill this town.

So...

And on that note, I
hope you enjoy your stay.

I'll point you in the right
direction. - And by the way...

I hear that you're a P.I.
- Well, that license is expired, too.

I'm an ex-P.I.
What are you looking for?

Well, I'm just looking for a couple
guys go by the name Boots and Frog.

Just the who, what and the where?
- Ah, just the where for now.

I tell ya what, I'll look into it

and then I'll just charge it
to your room. - Fair enough.

Let me show
you the way.

Well, if this is the Eisenhower
suite, I'd hate to see the Taft.

Quite the fortified
set-up you got there.

What you want?

Well, I read your
statement in the police report.

And well, I was just
wondering if you might

Have any further
thoughts on the Chambers' case.

He deserves to fry.

Next stop.

Hello?

Hello?

17 Mississippi...
18 Mississippi...

19 Mississippi...
25 Mississippi...

27 Mississippi...
28 Mississippi...

28 Mississippi's.

How'd it go?
- Fine.

Is ex gonna help you?
- We'll see how it goes.

Can I ask you
something? - Shoot.

Do you think Jay did it?
- It doesn't matter what I think.

Well, it matters to me.
- I think that...

everybody deserves a
vigorous defense and a fair trial.

And I'll do my
best to give him that.

Thank you.
- For what?

For doing this.

Why don't you repay me by
letting me take you to dinner?

Don't you go try winning
me back, Casey McKay.

You don't remember
why you lost me.

I'd settle for a lunch.

Ah, we'll see.
Later case.

Later gator.

Hey there, big city.

You think you can just...
roll up here with them

fancy car and them boots

and convince a guilty
man to plead not guilty?

Actually it's called a trial.

It's something that keeps
troubled boys like yourselves

from getting
flushed down the toilet.

Chambers, is guilty as sin.

And you know it.

So you just let him roll
over and be done with it.

You hear?

I'm gonna give you sin if you
don't take your hands off my suit.

Just...

Get him to change
the plea, all right?

You've backed me into
a corner here, fellas

with no avenue for escape.

So unless you step off,
you're gonna be forcin' me to fight.

Forcing you to fight, old man?

I'm beggin' ya.
Huh?

All right.

Y'all better start
digging up mason jars,

because when I'm finished
dragging you across the law

you'll be so broke with fines...
- You won't be able to pay attention.

My granddaddy took
on a gang of outlaws with

nothing but a pair of
spurs and a buffalo bone.

I reckon I can
handle the lot of you.

What do you think?
Call an ambulance?

Ah, you broke my nose.
- I don't know, I'm good.

You good?
- Yeah, I'm good.

Maybe we should call the cops.

Nah... no, I think
justice was served today.

Ow.

So who were
those knuckleheads?

Mr. Gates' men.

One of those han-Yonkers
dropped this.

Hmm.
J.C.?

Jay Chambers. I gave one
to each of my groomsmen.

Jay Chambers was
one of your groomsmen?

Well, for the rehearsal.
Never made the wedding.

You know Jay? - I know he
used to be one of Gates' men.

You and I might be fighting
different battles in the same war.

I've never been good at
fightin' with words and paper.

I drown in all that
legalese mumbo-jumbo.

And I don't know a
loophole from a lily pad.

But I will be your P.I.
pro bono if you'll help

me fight this dog track.
- I thought your license expired.

Yeah, and so did
my boxing license.

I didn't hear you
complain about that.

Got yourself a deal.

It comes with the room.
- Looks like it.

Yeah, I know of Jay Chambers.

I was there when he
caught mr. Miller's field on fire.

Your honor, I request this
juror be removed on basis of cause.

Agreed, you may step down.

Well, I didn't know Jay directly.

But, my sister was
his sunday school teacher.

And she said he was
the meanest child in church.

One christmas, he
put ex-lax in the punch.

It was this
egg-nog looking stuff.

'Course there
was no alcohol in it.

This the devil's juice.

Ex-lax doesn't
sound any better.

Your honor...
I move to strike.

Ma'am, you are excused.
- Well, one time he...

Move to strike.

Can you believe he knocked out
the groom right at the ceremony?

Your honor...

Presented with the evidence, you
could come to a fair verdict? - I do.

Even if the punishment was death?
- I believe we reap what we sow.

That's what my
mama taught me.

Your honor, I'm good
with this juror. - Your honor...

I object.

Will counsel please
approach the bench?

Counselor, you can't excuse
all of the available jurors.

Fine, I'll allow him.

Thank you.

Great, we have
our first juror.

Bailiff, would you bring in the
next batch of potential jurors?

All rise for the next
batch of potential jurors.

Come in.

Hey!
- Hey.

Oh, i remember when you
used to do this to my dining room.

That room always had
the best light. - Hmmm.

Hey boss, we're
in business... Pru!

Hey, Solomon.
- How are ya?

Good, how are you? - Pretty
good considering my advanced age.

Y'all are friends?

Oh yeah we uh...
we go way back.

What?
You didn't tell him?

Pru and I used to date.

Ha, ha!
Date? Ha, ha!

What? - You need
somethin'? - No, but you do.

This is Jason "Frog" Stittum.

He's got a mother in a nursing
home. She hasn't seen him in a week,

And he usually comes
by every saturday.

And this is Michael "Boots" Killby.

He's got a very scared,
angry, and desperate wife.

She hasn't seen
him since Jay got out.

Apparently, she overheard a
conversation where they were

planning to meet at a barn
near the bootlegger path

which would be right here.
- Gates owns most of that land.

Any idea what that
meeting was about?

I'd say the three of
them were there to cut bait.

Kit must have
been at that barn too,

because he went with
him to go pick up Jay.

If Jay got that boy in
trouble, he'd be lucky to fry.

We're gonna need to
check that out. - Yeah, we are.

Pru, could we uh... could
we change lunch to dinner?

Hmmm... I'm booked.
- Tomorrow?

Ummm... thursday?

That's perfect.
- Okay.

You're welcome to join us, Ex.

Hey, that sounds fun.
I wouldn't miss it.

You know you're not
comin' to dinner, right?

It might look pretty,
but the backwoods of

Cherokee Hills is what
produced all of Gates' men.

Hmph... and you?
- I'm too pretty to be from the

Backwoods of Cherokee Hills!

Was this really that necessary?

Nah, we could have just
taken your flashy sports car;

parked it in front of
a potential crime scene

owned by a potential murderer,
and then just see what happened.

So you still got a
thing for Pru, huh?

She was my wife.
- So what? I've had 3 of 'em.

I'm not trying to get any of 'em back!
- Yeah, but they weren't Pru.

That's true.

It's been 10 years, man.
Why do you care now?

I always cared, I just didn't
know what to do about it.

So what do you
make of all this, Ex?

Well...

People don't just
vanish in my experience;

somebody makes 'em
disappear. - So... - Hmmm.

Bullet hole.

That's a .45.

Yes, it is. That's
a 9 mm there,

and then take a look
at this... different angle.

That leads me to think
that this there is uh...

This is what happened
to Boots and Frog.

I just hope Kit wasn't
here when this went down.

I'm not ex-forensics but I'd be
willing to bet that pinball machine

that we're gonna
find seven shooters

because Gates
usually runs in sevens.

I don't know, the most
I can figure here is six.

You know, there's no
bullet holes on this wall so...

Maybe Boots, Frog,
and Kit got ambushed?

If I was gonna do an
ambush, might do it righere, see?

Six shooters...
seven members of the gang...

Seven members of the gang.

These guys are good.
I don't see blood anywhere.

You know, my daddy used to take
me hunting a lot when I was a kid.

He put a lot of emphasis
on me tagging my first deer.

And then one day I found
myself aiming at an 8-point buck.

So I raised my gun and I
had that deer in my sights.

But...

I just couldn't
do it, so I shot high.

You couldn't shoot a deer?

What a wimp!

No, not a wimp...
I was just scared.

We need to find what is. - There's
gotta be some kind of link between

What happened here, and
the murder of that D.A. - Um-Hmm.

Sit it right by
there, by the windows.

Sorry, come on.

Parking closer to the barn doesn't
seem like such a bad idea now does it?

Come on.

Dusty, why didn't
you hear that gunshot?

Um, the train.

I mean, everyone knows how loud it gets;
the clanging and banging like a gunshot

every couple of cars or so...

Freeze! - Gun!
Get on the ground!

Get on the ground!
- Get on the ground now!

Get down on the ground!
- Get on the ground!

Get down!
Drop the weapon!

I'm dropping my gun now.
- Drop the weapon!

Get down! Get
down! Get down!

So you saw who

Standing over the body,

of mr. Jenkins?

That fella over there.

Let the record show that
the witness has identified

The defendant, Jay Chambers.

Thank you, Dusty.

No more questions, Your honor.

Your witness, mr. McKay.
- Thank you, Your honor.

So...

Dusty, you uh...
you like music?

Um...
Yes sir, I love music.

Yeah, what kind of music?

Um... really
anything that moves.

Right, right. A lot of drums,
cymbals... stuff like that?

Yes, oh absolutely.
Yes, sir. Uh...

Anything that moves like I said.
- In fact, you were listening to

Music the night of the murder,
weren't you? - Oh yes, sir. Yes, sir.

I mean, I listen...

I mean, I listen to music
every night so... - Nice and loud?

Oh, um...

probably a little louder
than my doctor would like.

Too loud to hear
a gunshot? - Huh?

Well, isn't it possible
or even likely that uh...

D.A. Jenkins was shot
far earlier than you say?

Objection, Your honor.
He's asking the witness to speculate.

Overruled. Continue.

Well, before my client
even entered the building...

and long before the train
rolled through town...

is it possible you
didn't hear the gunshot?

I'm sure I would've
heard gunshot.

Ahem.

May I uh... approach
the witness, Your honor?

Proceed.

Now Dusty, can you
identify this as your headset?

Yes sir, it was my father's.

What I'd like you to do is put
the headset on and adjust the

Volume to that level your
doctor says is too loud.

Okay.
- Okay.

And then I want you to
close your eyes and press play,

and raise your hand when
you hear this book hit the floor.

Yes, sir.
- Proceed.

# Close your eyes

# let your troubles slip away

# just imagine

Ahem...

No further questions, Your honor.

Thank you, Dusty.

So how do we find
this seventh shooter?

It's him.
- Ratchet?

Um-hmm. Nervous as always.

He's the one; he's
the one who aimed high.

It takes one to know one.

So what was your last
memory of that evening?

I saw Jay Chambers running

out of the building
with a gun in his hand.

Now, it's my understanding that you've
been robbed twice in the past four months...

Objection, Your honor.

Unless the defense
wants to add larceny

to his client's charges,
how is this relevant?

Your honor, if I may have
just a little bit of leeway?

I'll get to the point.

Very well, make it quick.

Now you've been
robbed twice, is that correct?

That's right. Twice. - And you were able
to call 911 during both of those robberies?

Yes.
- Objection, Your honor.

Mr. McKay...
- Yes, Your honor.

My question is, how long did it take the
police to arrive after you made those calls?

It felt like a
lifetime... forever.

Ten minutes maybe.

Hmm... now let
me get this straight.

It took ten minutes for the
police to arrive for your two break-ins,

but those four squad cars

made it to the courthouse in under
28 seconds after the D.A. was murdered.

28 seconds...
give or take a Mississippi.

Now how do you explain that.

I guess they were called before he was
murdered. - Objection. - Order. - Your honor...

That's conjecture!
- Order in the court!

That's conjecture.

Sustained, please strike
that from the record.

Jury, please ignore
that last statement.

Counsel, save your theories
for your closing argument.

Yes, Your honor.
No further questions.

I'm sorry... one moment,
Your honor? - Keep it brief, counsel.

Yes, Your honor. - Here are
all the pending cases the D.A.

had before his murder.

Guess who may have had a
great big beef with the deceased?

Your good buddy, Archibald Gates?

Um-hmm, and guess whose
case suddenly got shelved?

My man, Ben Wingwright, is
gonna need to reopen that case.

Thanks, Ex.

Counsel McKay, is there something
you wanna share with the court?

My apologies, Your honor.

Pull!

Pull!

Not bad.

You wanna shot?
- Nah, I'm good.

You wanted to
see me? - I did.

I want to encourage you to reopen
your predecessor's case on mr. Gates.

Well, all his cases have been
shelved until they find a replacement.

But you could open them.

I've got enough on my plate with
your client. - Yeah, I've read the case file.

You're spending more time
investigating me than Jay Chambers.

Ex has told me
a lot about you.

For the past 25 years,
you've paved the way

for men like
Henry Patrick Jenkins.

He may have been the pillar,
but you've been the bedrock.

Why do I want to reopen this case?
- Because i believe mr. Gates

had something to do
with the D.A.'s murder.

I doubt it.

Doubting one's doubts
makes a second chance possible.

Falsely accusing mr. Gates
is a dangerous game.

Even for someone
like you.

Pull.

Reopen that case on Gates...
and watch what happens.

Hmm.

"New chapter, love Pru".

Can I get you something?

A pack of peanuts?
A bucket of ice?

I do really like what
you've done with the place.

Yeah, it really sets the mood.

The boss is waitin' for you.

Turn around slowly.

Or else my daddy's gun is
gonna blast you to the moon.

Ex. Hey, we're busy today.

Mr. Casey.

Uh... mr. Gates, I presume?

Well, it seems to me...

as you're diggin' Jay's grave,

you're shoveling
some dirt on me.

Oh, I'm not in the business
of digging graves.

What are ya in the
business of? - Justice.

Well, i've got my own justice, mr. McKay.
- Hey, look... look. Don't sugarcoat it.

Just threaten me like a
man and then walk away.

See, I gotta date tonight so...

Hmph.

I wasn't threatening you.

I was just giving you a
friendly warning. - Same difference.

No, no, no.
You see, a threat...

would go something like this.

You try and pin
some dirt on me,

my boys here will
put you in a grave.

Now, that's a threat.

Now a warning would be more like...

while I support your
search for the truth,

if you slander my name
in the process, I will sue.

Well, that's a threat
too isn't it? Yeah... ah...

Colt single action .45.

You know, some folks say
that's the gun that Wyatt Earp

used at the O.K. corral,
but that's not true.

He actually had a Smith
and Wesson model three.

G'day? Hmm...

Yeah, my daddy was a collector.

I have his colt single
action .44 and his double action .41.

Wow, did you know this...

Billy the Kid used to carry them.

He called one "Thunder" and
the other one was "Lightning."

That's right, that's right!
You know, I also have my daddy's

Winchester .73 tucked
away in my closet...

for the uninvited so-to-speak.

Wow... it's very rare
to meet another aficionado.

Oh, you would have loved my daddy.
And he would have loved this town.

All y'all acting like
it's the Wild west.

Between you and Ex, I'm just...

I'm just surprised you
don't settle this at High noon.

It's not a bad idea.

What do you think, Solomon?

You and me, High noon,
the middle of the street.

We'll shoot it out for this
little rat-motel of yours?

If it's just you and me...
any time, any place.

You see, Solomon there...

he's your side of the coin.

Me? I was born dirt poor.

But Ex's mama was
very good at making money.

See, everything I have...

I went to the dog track...

See, I gambled
everything; went all-in.

Made me the man I am today.

So the opportunities around
here to make it rich are very slim.

So Ii just want to give
people a chance of success

like I had... you understand?

You know, you don't
strike me as a gambling man.

Actually, I think you're the kinda guy
that likes to stack the deck in his favor.

Now I'm willing to bet

that you had something
to do with D.A. Jenkins' death.

And so I'm gonna stick
around 'til you're behind bars.

Now that's a threat.

It was.

And so is this... your pet
snake over there, Geraldo...

If he doesn't give
me my watch back,

I'm gonna throw him head
first through that pinball machine.

I'd like to see that.

You shouldn't have
talked about my mama, Gates.

Come on, boys.

Now Casey, by law am I
allowed to start shooting yet?

I don't know, are they trespassing?
- Oh, they're definitely trespassing.

Then yes, sir. You can
legally start shooting.

You gonna get that?
- Oh, if you don't mind.

Yeah, it might be important.

Hello? Yes!

Why yes, we do
have vacancies!

Well, good. We'll see
ya in a few, thanks!

Hey, good news...
first customer!

Actually your second.
- Oh sorry, yeah... second.

You know mr. Gates,
I can't help but notice that...

You're one man short...
ratchet is it?

Yeah...

Yeah, Ratchet's sick.
- Right.

I'll give ya this...

for a lawyer,
you've got teeth.

Well, not all of us start
out as lawyers. - Well...

I'm really lookin' forward
to talkin' guns again with you.

I'm sure we will.

Soon.

Soon.
- Come on... let's go.

See ya, fellas!

Geraldo...

Whoops.

Y'all forgot somethin'.

Ohh... ahh!

Pick him up.

Ah! Ahhh! Hey!

Come on, we gotta check on Pru.
Bring that scatter gun with ya.

Gates was one man short.

Let's do it.

Pru?

Don't you do it, Casey McKay!
- Hey, hey, take it easy.

Would you mind
lowering the gun, please?

You're late. - Yeah,
yeah. Well, we were busy.

Now what are you doing
with that shotgun anyway?

Somebody's ringin' my doorbell after dark.
- Bad guys don't ring doorbells!

Yeah, well... I'm not
taking any chances.

Besides, where have you been? We've
been trying to call you the whole way up here.

I've been busy.

Come on.

He was worried Gates had
gotten to me. Scared me to death.

I'm sorry, aunt Pru.

Hey, Kit. Good
to see you again.

Why don't you uh... why
don't you go on and take a seat.

I'm glad you're safe;
we've been worried about you.

So where you been?

Hiding.
- Yeah? Why?

It's okay, Kit.
You can trust him.

Uncle Casey, my...

My father...
he killed mr. Jenkins.

Hmm.

And you know this for a fact?

Of course I know.

My whole life, he's been
telling me he's gonna change;

telling me he's not gonna
make the same mistake twice.

He was right about that.

He made 'em a thousand times
and look where it's gotten him.

Look, I just came to see aunt
Pru to make sure she was safe

before we get outta town.

How do you know
that he killed him?

I was there.

D.A. Jenkins is a
problem and he's a liability.

That ends tonight.

Do you understand?

Or... you could end
up like Boots and Frog.

Atta boy.

What happens
when it's over, huh?

You can come on
back here, I'll be gone.

You and your boy here can ride
off into the sunset for all I care.

And I don't cause
you're dead to me.

We're gonna get
in that R.V., right?

Check the water
pressure in the shower?

Get in the cab...

quit stallin'.

Hey, the three of us?

The four of us.

The four of us are
gonna be in that R.V. soon.

The four of you? How?
Who are the other two?

It's okay, baby.
You can come on out.

Um, Casey.
This here's Stella.

So these two have
been married a year now.

I sent you an invitation.

Now, Kit uh...

about the gunshot.

Did you actually hear it?

Well, no.
There was the train...

Sirens and a
bunch of commotion.

Freeze! Get on the ground!
- What about my dad?

Oh, your daddy's going
back away for a while, boy.

Hey, don't you think about it.

Get back in here! Hey!

Ah...

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be
used against you in a court of law.

You have the right
to an attorney.

If you can not
afford an attorney,

you're to be provided one.
- Watch your head.

Well, I used the money
we'd saved to buy that R.V.

And we've been hiding out in it ever
since; movin' to a new spot every day.

Say, Ex...
- Hmm?

Ratchet wasn't there tonight.

Do you think you can
find him and flip him?

Oh, probably.
- Great.

Kit, I'm gonna need
you to hide out here.

No. Uncle Casey, we're leaving
town and you can't stop us.

Now look... look Kit... if the
prosecutor gets a hold of you now,

we might as well buy the
flowers for your daddy's funeral.

Now you may be done with him,
but I know you don't want that.

No, sir.

Pru...

Yeah? - You
got today's paper?

I think we'd better
send a message to Jay.

Yeah.

You got a package.

He wanted me to
scare the D.A. off his scent;

Scare him from digging around
in mr. Gates' personal affairs.

I didn't wear a
mask... gun in hand...

He just wanted
me to scare him.

That's what he told me.

How do I know you're
not lying just to get a deal?

And why is it now that
you're willing to testify?

Because...

because I'm gonna
be a grandfather...

and my boy's
gonna be a father.

I will spend an
eternity in prison...

before I live to see
someone hurt them, okay?

Now, right now they're safe.

Man, I'm just nothin' but
a con with nothin' to lose...

but a second chance to gain.

He was blackmailing you?
- He was gonna hurt my boy.

You were right.

Henry had begun an
investigation on Gates.

There's not enough
proof yet to bring him down,

but definitely
enough to scare him.

If what he's saying is true,

there's no telling
how far Gates will go.

I think the D.A. had already
been shot before Jay got to him.

I think Gates set him up...
gave him the same gun

with the same used
shell still in the chamber.

In fact,
I'm convinced of it.

In 30 years of breaking the law,
Jay never once used a gun.

You really think they
were listening? - We'll see.

You think it'll work? - It better,
or Jay's gonna be found guilty.

Well, Dusty can't seem
to fix the power over there.

What do you mean?

The whole back section has
been out since we got started.

Ben, I'll catch
up with you later.

Mr.
- Hey, Jenkins...

We're postponing the
closing arguments for a new witness.

Will Jay Chambers
please take the stand?

Mr. McKay, your witness.

Mr. McKay! - Your honor, I'd
like to request a short recess.

On what grounds?

Uh, Your honor... I could
use that recess as well.

We'll take an early lunch
and reconvene in 2 hours sharp.

What about the plan?
- They jumped the plan.

You wanted them to jump.

Yeah, but not with Pru.
- Listen... - Jay, I'll handle it.

If you're not
back in two hours,

I'm gonna plead
guilty, alright?

No one else is gonna
get hurt because of me.

This ends with me, Casey.

I hope that's enough time.

I guess they
really were listening.

You didn't tell me your great,

great-granddaddy was the man who
chased Cutthroat Jimmy of West Texas.

You didn't ask.

Yeah.

There's a few legends
in your family, isn't there?

Rangers... all that kinda thing?

See, that got me thinkin'
how someone like you could

possibly get close to me and
maybe in fact bring me down.

Well, you see now...
if I was one them...

you'd already be
swingin' at the end of a rope.

Now where's my wife?

Prudence...

Ouch.

Now here's
what's gonna happen...

you're gonna get Jay to
incriminate himself, and you...

are going to
get out of my town.

And we're all gonna
get back to normal.

Nah, it's not gonna happen;
how about you and I cut a deal?

Now, why would I do that?

I'm the one
holding all the cards.

You're holding
all the cards, huh?

Well, not if one of your boys
here is willing to testify against you.

Never gonna happen.
- You think?

You didn't know you
had a weak link, did ya?

Yeah, I didn't think so.

Take a look right
there... you see that?

You see, one of your
boys didn't shoot to kill,

and now you've got
a fox in the hen house.

Here's my offer to you...

all the aforementioned
and your informant.

And you get to
get that wife back.

Or is it ex-wife?

You think it out.

Let me ask you a question.

Do you believe in
second chances?

No, I do not. - Well, neither
did I for the longest time.

At least not for myself...

not until I realized
how badly I needed one.

See Gates, I've been
aiming high my whole life.

But today... I'm willing
to level it out for you.

Ahhh...

so this is the way
it's going to go, huh?

Well...

it was always going
to come down to this.

Okay. Jig's up, losers.

Just relax and put
the guns on the ground.

Sorry about that.

Thank you... thank you.

Hey, Casey, we found
Ratchet. He really was out sick!

Ex... Pru... go ahead
and get 'em outta here.

One at a time in
an orderly fashion.

Somebody help
ol' stumpy there.

Right this way.

It's over, Gates.

Nothing's over; it's never over.

Nothing is over... nothing!!!

See, your little D.A. Jenkins...

He tried to end me.

I shot him down.

I'm gonna do the same to you.

Once i've got you
out of my way,

I'm going after Jay;
yea

I'm gonna get him
and the little baby.

They're never
gonna be safe... never!!!

I'm just gonna finish
the whole thing off...

I'm gonna get your Prudence,
and I'm gonna keep her for myself.

You hear me?

So what do
you think, boy?

Are you man enough?

Are you man enough?!

Come on...
come on...

Come on!!!

Ah! Ahhh!!!!

That's your second chance.

You best just kill me.

Nah, I don't think so,

I'm more interested
in the truth.

Ah...

Ex, call the cops.

Tell them we've got
their murder suspect.

Good afternoon, county courthouse.
- Yeah, hi. I need to get a message

to Ben Wingwright immediately.

Well, it's about time.
- I'm very sorry, Your honor.

Your honor...

I've been presented
with... new evidence

and the state would like to drop
all charges against Jay Chambers.

Well, now I've seen it all.

Case dismissed.

Thank you, Ben.

Are you kidding me?
- You're a free man.

Okay... okay there, Jay.
Congratulations, buddy.

Thank you.

Kit.

Thank you.

Kit... to a new start, boy!

To a new start, dad.

We won.
- Sure did!

Now, could I interest
you in buying a hotel?

Uh, I'd consider a negotiation.
First, work on gettin' that third customer.

That's a good idea;
maybe ebay.

Look at you,
you kept your streak!

Oh... streak.
That old thing.

Hmm, maybe you have changed.

Hmm... maybe.

Look, Pru ...
I'm sorry. I just...

This may sound a
little cheesy but uh...

I owe you an apology.

I'm sorry for fighting for
everything else in my life but you.

Well...

that's all I have to
say about that but...

ahem...

if you'll have me back,

I'll never quit fightin'
for you... for us.

ONE YEAR LATER

They finally made it
there in that old R.V.

Alright! I knew they would.

Hey, babe.

Of all the rooms
in the house,

how come you had to
set up in my dining room?

'Cause that room's
got the best light!

Hey, easy now. I got
a system going on there.

You don't even have
an office! - Lawyer office.

Corrected by suadnovic

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