All language subtitles for The.Hollow.2016.HDRip.XViD.AC3-ETRG

(silence)

(slow southern rock music)

♪ The fire's been lit ♪

♪ I had hoped you
still love how ♪

- Faster

Go faster, use your hand more.

Now that's too fucking fast.

♪ How does it feel to know ♪

Come on Kami, I still gotta
teach you how to do this?

- You don't have to
be such a jerk, Ray.

I'm trying.

I haven't been sucking
dick my whole life, okay?

- Fine, baby girl.

Fine.

But you've been sucking
mine long enough

to know how I like it.

So maybe let's aim for a little
bit of improvement, okay?

And maybe who knows,
I throw you a little

something, something
on the back end.

You take care of Ray Ray,
he takes care of you.

Come on get to it.

Whoa, take your top off first.

Don't give me them pouty eyes.

♪ Sure as you buried me ♪

That's what I'm talkin' about.

Leave that on.

Come on I ain't got much time.

(slaps)

(groans)

(slow southern rock music)

That's a little bit better.

(sighs)

(car engine whining)

(hip hop music
playing in distance)

This mother fucker.

Don't stop this won't take long.

(hip hop music)

- Hey, Ray, wassup?

- It's Deputy fucking Everett
to your black ass Willie Joe.

What the hell you want?

That's it.

- Who's that you talking too?

- I'm talkin' to
the hot ass bitch

who's sucking my cock right now,

what's it to ya?

(hip hop music)

- Is that Kami King
giving you head?

- Goddammit, Kami, I
told you not to stop.

- Hey when you comin'
to my house mama?

- What you want Willie Joe?

- I need a half.

- Baby girl, gotta
do a little business.

You just keep doin'
what you doin'.

(hip hop music)

Pay me bitch.

It's an extra 20.

- For what?

- Interrupting my coffee break.

You want the shit or not?

Dumb ass mother fucker.

Pleasure doin'
business with you.

- You're an ass, Ray.

- Why don't you buy
from somebody else

then mother fucker?

Oh wait, ain't nobody
else in Cutler County.

Guess you shit outta luck.

Now get the fuck outta here

before I arrest
you for possession.

(car engine rumbles)

(car engine whining)

(door opens and closes)

(door opening)

- Oh Jesus.

- Goddammit, Lucas.

Didn't I say 20 minutes?

- Been at least 25.

Why don't you just tell
me the next time you plan

on ordering up a lot lizard
in the middle of a shift.

- I ain't no fucking
lot lizard, Lucas!

- Sorry, Kami.

I didn't know it was you.

- Luc, why don't you

just go over there
by the bushes,

enjoy your coffee and
we'll finish up here.

Or better yet go back
across the street

and get yourself a honey bun.

Get me one too.

Thanks, buddy.

- [Luc] Asshole.

- Come on baby girl.

Oh, that's right, yeah.

Just focus.

(urinating)

(spits)

(toilet flushes)

(breathing heavily)

(door squeaking)

(dramatic music)

- Thanks.

(crowd chattering)
(glasses clinking)

(glass thumps)

- Hey, Charlie.

Make me something
strong and sweet.

Thanks
- [Charlie] Okay.

- You're too late.

I'm already drunk and horny.

- Oh, sorry, I forgot
to get turned on.

I had to finish up that
paperwork you blew off.

- I didn't blow it off.

I just,

they don't need
that shit anyway.

I just found it
superfluous, you know?

- Well, unfortunately,
the bureau

didn't agree with
your assessment.

Hey, come here.

- I am here.

- Go to bed with me tonight.

- Thanks.

- [Vaughn] Just
go to bed with me.

- Vaughn.

- Don't Vaughn me, Jesus,

and stay the whole night.

Like we're not tryin' to
pretend it didn't happen,

you know.

Then I'll put on some music,

I mean, your place,
my place, we just.

- What makes tonight special?

Huh?

Didn't we make a big enough mess

going down that path?

- We did.

But the mess is already made.

I'm just saying why
don't we wallow in it?

You know, just for a
night, just for a night,

just for one night only.

(laughs)

- No, Vaughn I don't wallow.

- [Vaughn] You don't wallow?
- No.

- And fraternization
is against policy.

- Fraternization.

Half the bureau's
sleeping with each other.

I mean do me a favor, huh?

Let's just call it what it is.

- Yeah, hey, you know what,

I know it's really
hard to believe

that you're still my
supervisory agent.

- Mm-hmm.

- But we still have to
be able to work together.

- Not until tomorrow.

- Carrying on with Kami
King ain't the best idea.

- Why don't you mind
your own damn business?

Let me worry about
what I do and don't do.

You're such a busy body.

- I just don't wanna see you
make a mistake, that's all.

- You know what,
if I want somebody

to tell me about
all I'm don't wrong,

I'll go home to my wife.

(kissing)

- Where you going lover?

- Gotta get out to pump the gas.

- I'll do that, you ask
them where we can stay.

- Evening officers.

- Evening.

- You guys know of a
cheap hotel around here?

- You guys?

(laughing)

We're deputies, not officers.

- Oh, gotcha.

Sorry.

- You guys must be a
long way from home.

- Yeah, we kinda are.

- But it's good.

We're getting married.

- Just passing through.

Just looking for somewhere quiet

we can be alone together,
maybe get a little sleep.

- A very little.

- Well, there's Maxie's
place right up here

off of 51.

- Naw, don't go there.

They got roaches big as rabbits

in that fucking place.

Naw, I know a great spot.

It's about a mile up
the road that way.

The truck stop on the left,

a little ways past that
there's a road closed sign,

just go on around that,
there's a little road

turns to dirt after
about 100 yards.

Go on down there, there's
a big ol' clearin, '

lake, trees on every side.

Ya'll probably
think it's romantic.

- No one will bother us there?

- Nah, maybe some high
school kids parkin'.

- Sounds perfect, let's do that.

- Okay, well thanks
for the suggestion.

(door slams)

(engine starts)

(doors slamming)

- You sent 'em to the hollow?

You know what goes
on there now a days.

- I don't know shit
about what goes on there.

'Cept what's always
gone on there.

I swear to God,
Lucas, you've turned

into such a fucking pussy.

(cell phone ringing)

Yeah!

All right, be there in 10.

Jerry's got the new batch ready.

- I don't give a shit

and I wish you wouldn't
involve me in it.

- Well you're in it up to
your fucking eyeballs, Lucas,

so get used to it.

(dramatic music)

- I guess this is our dirt road.

- Yeah, looks like it.

- [Brunette Woman]
Look, be careful.

- It's really creepy.

- Don't judge.

He said it's gonna be romantic.

(crickets chirping)

- Do you see that kid?

- Why would he be
out here so late?

- This good?

(exhales heavily)

I don't think this
is such a good idea.

- It's an adventure.

Isn't that what
we're all about now?

- Yeah, I guess we are,

but we could be adventurous
in a hotel room.

- I think it's all
motels down here.

- I don't think I
understand the difference.

(crickets chirping)

- This place is
really beautiful.

You wanna maybe get a blanket,

go outside?

- Backseat.

(crickets chirping)

- I'm glad we did this, I
don't care what happens.

I love you.

- I love you too.

(gravel crunching)

- Who do you think that is?

- [Brunette Woman] Kids
with no where else to go,

like the deputy said.

Baby, they're doing the
same thing we're doing.

(kissing)

(trunk slams)

(dramatic music)

(sirens)

- I just feel like, you know,

we're supposed to
be fighting crime,

not causing it.

- You've gotta be kidding
me with that shit.

Fighting crime?

Who are you, fucking Batman?

Don't be a child.

- Okay, my phraseology
was stupid,

but the point holds.

- Phraseology?

Where do you get this shit?

- Just trying to let
you know where I stand.

I don't wanna go down
for you dealing shit.

It's not on me.

- Naw, you just watch, right?

You been in a courtroom lately?

You know what they
call watching?

Here's a big word
for you, accomplice.

Keep an eye out
for the law, okay?

Oh, wait a minute dip shit,
we are the fuckin' law.

Quit your fuckin' belly achin'.

(cricket's chirping)

(kissing)

(giggles)

- Get a condom.

(woman screaming)

- What the fuck?

- Oh, Jesus.

(gunshot)
(gasps)

No, be still.

Maybe he thinks we're asleep.

(crickets chirping)

(banging)

(screaming)
(gunshots)

(dramatic music)

- Daddy, daddy.

Let's make pancakes, Mommy said.

- [Ray] Mommy said what?

- [Little Girl]
Let's make pancakes.

- Baby, baby girl, Daddy
just got to sleep okay.

Mama's not always right.

- Sorry baby, she's up.

- Why'd she have to make a
bunch of racket gettin' dressed?

- She's five, Ray, she
wakes up when she wants to,

racket or not.

Look, I gotta get to work.

Principal Markey's
already been on me once

about Max and I being late.

- I'm gonna have a talk
with that douche bag.

He thinks he's god's gift.

- No, honey, all I'm
saying is working graveyard

doesn't mean you don't still
have responsibilities at home.

- Responsibilities.

- You wanna sleep in?

Find some money for a
baby sitter for Tilly.

- What, why can't
your Momma take her?

- Momma takes Uncle Webb
to dialysis on Thursdays,

you know that.

- Well, let Tilly go with them.

- My gosh you are
ridiculous sometimes.

I gotta go, you got her or not?

- Look, I don't know why
you're in a foul mood,

'cause all I've been
doin' is workin' all night

like a dog to provide
for this family

and I deserve just a little
bit of consideration.

- I'm sure last night
was tirin' for you.

What do you want me
to do about it, huh?

You want a little
back rub or something?

- I really would
like a back rub,

but you ain't gonna give me one.

So I think it's
pretty fuckin' cruel

for you to taunt me with it.

- What have I told
you about cussing

in front of the kids?

(phone ringing)

- I was, it was under my breath.

(phone ringing)

- Are you still jumping?

- [Ray's Wife] Are you
gonna answer your phone?

(phone ringing)

- What!

Hey, Donna.

Really?

(dog barking)

All right.

I'll be right there.

(phone clatters)

Call your sister.

(spits)

(water running)

- Hey, I used your tootbrush.

- [Vaughn] What?

- I used your toothbrush.

- It's all over between us.

What time is it?

- You've gotta get up,
we're going to Mississippi.

- What?

What's in Mississippi?

- Triple homicide.

One of the VIC's was a
congressman's daughter.

- I'm supposed to
have Jacob today.

- On a Thursday?

- We were gonna
go to a ball game.

I was supposed to have
him for the weekend.

- So that's what
last night was about?

- No.

Maybe, I don't know.

- Well you gotta get up.

(dramatic music)

(door slamming)

(dramatic music)

(police radio chatter)

- Hey sugar tits.

Hey Chief.

- You know I don't like
it when you do that.

- What's that?

- Sexually harass me.

- Hell, that's just
how I say good mornin'.

- You're a big boy
Ray, use your words.

(bird cawing)

- Shit's hit the fan, eh?

- You might wanna pick
that cigarette butt up.

This is a crime scene.

(police radio chatter)

(bird cawing)

Hey, Ray.

I am sorry about Kami.

- I barely knew her.

(dramatic music)

- I really don't wanna
go to Mississippi today.

I need that like a
fuckin' hole in the head.

I should spend some
time with my son.

- Now hey, Vaughn,
you've got an opportunity

to work point in the murder

of a U.S.
Congressman's daughter.

Kayhill's giving you a huge
vote of confidence here.

It's his way of acknowledging
that you're okay.

- What if I'm not okay?

What if I'm not okay?

- You're a good agent.

End of story.

(dramatic music)

Baby, I know how
important Jacob is to you,

but you've gotta
think big picture.

(dramatic music)

- Big picture, right?

(dramatic music)

(doorbell rings)

(door clicking open)

- Hey, Jenna.

- Are you serious?

Bringing her here?

- We're on our way
to the airport.

What do you want me to do?

- I don't want you
to do anything.

- Look, Jenna, I was really
looking forward to this

and I really appreciate
you letting me.

I'm just saying I want to
spend more time with him,

but this case...

- Is more important
than your son.

- No, I didn't say that did I?

Please, Jenna.

I'm sorry.

Can I see him?

- Jacob.

- Hey.

(slapping)

How you doing ol' buddy?

- So, we're not
gonna see a ballgame?

- No, I can't, I can't today.

But I tell you what,

I really wanna
hang out with you.

But some bad stuff
happened and they need me.

- So you're the only one
who can get the bad guys?

- No, no, I'm not, it's just,

Daddy needs to go to work,

but I'll tell you what, okay,

the second that I get back,

I will call you and we'll
go see a game together.

How does that sound?

- I'll have to ask Mom.

- Yeah.

(kisses)

I'll call you, okay?

- Okay.

- He goes to bed at 8:30.

- I'll call before 8:30.

Gimme a hug.

I love you.

Be good for your Mom, okay?

- Okay.

- Thank you.

(dramatic music)

(door shutting)

(dramatic music)

- Lord, take her
soul to yo, u please.

I know she weren't perfect,

but don't let her burn a moment.

- Mr. Mayor.

- Ray.

Listen, I need ya'll to take
this real seriously, okay?

I'm gonna go see the family.

- Ray.

What in the Sam holy fuck
happened here last night?

Don't give me that
shit eating grin.

Do you know what happened here?

Hey, dumb ass!

Look at me, I'm the
one talking to you.

- Ray.

- Shut the fuck up, Lucas!

- Look, I don't know what
everybody's angstin' about,

but I can say with
some certainty,

that I didn't have
anything to do with this.

- She was found with drugs.

Methamphetamine.

You don't know
nothin' 'bout that?

- Meth or how Kami got it?

- Don't be an asshole, Ray!

The little girl in that SUV,

the one with the
Illinois plates.

She is the daughter of a
United States Congressman,

from the state of
fucking Illinois.

Do you even know
where Illinois is?

That means the F.B.I.
has been called in

and that means they're gonna
be all over Cutler County.

The federal fuckin' government.

That means you are
gonna pull your dick

out of the county ass

and put your little
sideline business on hold

until we figure out
what happened here.

And if I found out that you
had anything to do with it

I will kill you myself.

- Okay.

Okay, first,

it's not my sideline business,

now you know damn
well that's true.

Second, I don't think
you could kill me,

not in a fair fight that is.

And third, I didn't
have anything

to do with killin' anybody.

I didn't have anything
to do with any of this.

- I hope you're
tellin' the truth, Ray.

I swear I hope you're
tellin' the truth.

I'm tryin' to mind my own
business and get to my retirement

and do a little bit if fishin'

and the last thing I need right
now is this kinda bullshit!

Now, you'll excuse me I gotta go

meet and greet with
the F.B. fuckin' I.

- The hell you lookin' at?

(suspenseful music)

- Ray.

- You tell your daddy Kami
was with us last night?

- You mean with you?

I told you...

- Don't fuck with me on this.

- Of course I didn't.

- Be sure now.

(police radio chatter)

(dramatic music)

(car doors slamming)

- Hey.

Sherriff Beau McKinney.

Welcome to Mississippi.

- Special Agent Vaughn Killinger,
F.B.I., Criminal Division.

This is Special Agent DeSoto.

- [Beau] How do you, do Ma'am?

- And Jordan Mills, our
resident scraper and swab-er.

- Scraper and swab-er?

- Jordan's our
forensic pathologist.

She'll be working
alongside your M.E.

- M.E.?

- Medical Examiner.

- Well, (laughs)
medical examiner.

- Coroner.

- Right, right, no
it's usually just,

it's a one man job is all.

It's just the three of yous?

- Just the three of us here yes,

but our tech guys are setting
up shop at your office.

- At my office?

All right, well
that sounds serious.

Hope this don't take too long.

- Right.

Whatcha got here, Sheriff?

- We got a hell of a
damn mess is what we got.

We've got three dead
kids and one of 'em

is a little girl with
her face bashed in.

I don't know how that happened.

(lighter clicking shut)

- I can't believe it's Kami.

And them kids?

Why'd you send 'em down here?

I mean you must feel...

- First time me
and Trisha fucked

was right here by this lake.

Bed of my pickup.

We was 16 years old.

This place was sweet.

It was all there was.

- Why are you feeling nostalgic?

- I don't even know what
the fuck that means.

Speak fuckin' English when
you talk to me, Lucas.

I'm just sayin'.

Goddammit if there weren't
so many people around

I'd kick your fuckin
ass right here.

- And I'd tell Daddy everything
I remember about last night.

No response?

That's uncommon for you.

- You just reminded me of
somethin' I gotta take care of.

Don't make plans
for when we get off.

(suspenseful music)

- There you go.

- Who found the bodies?

- Leroy Cribbs.

Said he come down here
fishin' this mornin'.

- Where's his fishing pole?

- Yeah, let's make sure he
doesn't get away before somebody

on our team talks to him.

- Yeah, well as you can see
we're already doin' that.

- There's an awful lot
of people on the wrong

side of the tape.

Can we fix that, please?

- What exactly would you
like me to do about it?

- I'd like you to
minimize the contamination

already done to the crime scene.

Try to make sure
there isn't anymore.

Can you do that?

- Yeah.

- Why don't we just take
a look at the bodies.

- I'll leave you with
that then, Sheriff.

- Hmm.

- Foos, Chief.

- These guys look like pricks.

- God, it's hot as
balls down here.

Sweating my ass off,
my head is killing me.

- Maybe you shouldn't
drink so much.

- Maybe I should
drink some more.

- Can we get everybody that
doesn't have to be here

just the hell out of the way?

- If somebody'll
come take this dog.

(dog whining)

- That there is the local girl.

Agents, this is
Deputy Ray Everett.

- Hi.

- Hi, Sarah.

- Well, you must
not shake hands.

- Excuse me, I'm
Lucas, Deputy McKinney.

Welcome to our town.

- [Sarah] Hi, Lucas.

- [Vaughn] Alright,
let's take a look.

(dramatic music)

Geez, well, I think we
can rule out accident.

This was personal.

- Eye socket's crushed.

- Maybe her jaw's broken too?

- She was hit with something
harder than a fist.

- Make out session gone south.

No pun intended.

Were the others
beaten like this?

- Nope, just Shawn.

- Wrong place, wrong time.

- Who was she?

- High school girl.

Kind of a cheerleader with a
questionable reputation type.

- Questionable how?

- Well.

- DeSoto.

- I wonder if the local
meth dealer knows anything.

- Let's get a tox screen
as soon as possible, okay?

- Yeah.

- There was more in the car,

along with some paraphernalia.

We, we left it pretty near
the way we found it though.

- It's not unusual that some
shady stuff goes on down here.

- All right, shady
stuff like what?

- Listen, the
Congressman is supposed

to be on his way to
I.D. his daughter's body

and we were told
to clean her up.

So, if ya'll wanna see
the bodies on scene,

you probably wanna hurry along.

- Told by who?

- [Beau] The
Congressman's office.

- Oh.

'Cause last I checked,
the Congressman

wasn't on the F.B.I. payroll.

- Well, still.

If you don't mind,
steppin' it up.

- Jordie?

- Yeah, we need to
do that right now.

(birds cawing)

- Yeah, appreciate it.

(dramatic music)

- "It's not unusual"?

What the fuck was that?

And why in the hell didn't you
check the body and the car?

- I wasn't the
first one here, Ray.

I work graveyard too, remember?

- You a fuckin' idiot, Lucas.

- Let thy justice
roll down like waters,

and righteousness
like a mighty stream.

(suspenseful music)

(crying)

- They say it's the worst
pain a human being can feel,

losing a child.

Shame it happened here.

- You wanna talk
to the Congressman?

- Not really.

But I guess we should.

- I forbade her to get married.

She was just out of college,

had been accepted to Yale law.

I thought she was going
to derail her career.

- Her career, she was 22
years old, Will, really?

- I mean, I just
wanted her to wait.

That boy...

I didn't think he
was worthy of her.

I guess I didn't think
she would openly defy me.

- I'm sure you did what you
thought was best for her.

- Did I?

Maybe it is my fault.

Could I be somehow responsible?

- [Vaughn] Maybe, maybe not.

- [Wilford] What did you say?

- Parents always think they
know what's best for their kids.

Sometimes they do,
sometimes they don't.

- You're a fucking asshole.

- Why Mississippi?

It's a long way from home.

- I think that was the point.

- What does that mean, Lily?

- It means exactly what
it sounds like, Will.

Where's your nearest restroom?

- It's back that way, round
the corner to the right.

- I'll see to it you
get whatever resources

you need to find the
person who did this.

It's imperative you find
the person who did this.

(suspenseful music)

Agent!

Are you listening to me?

(dramatic music)

(cameras clicking)

(reporters shouting questions)

- At this time I'm prepared
to make a brief statement.

- [Male Reporter] Is
there any connection

between the victims?

- Vultures.

- What do you expect?

He's a public figure.

He put himself in that world.

- He's a father who
just lost his daughter.

You could have a
little understanding.

(cameras clicking)

- I understand.

Where we going?

- Start with the King girl's
parents, the high school.

- No more parents today.

- I need to make a pit stop.

(engine rumbling)

Okay, give me two minutes.

- [Sarah] Hurry up.

(country music playing)

(door slams)

- Hey.

Hey you got anything to drink?

- You got eyes?

You got pretty near anything

you can imagine
on that back wall.

- Yeah, no, I,

I mean alcohol.

- Nah, we don't sell
that devil's liquor here.

Cutler's dry as a
bone, thank ya, Jesus.

You gonna have to cross the
line on over into Green.

- Right, how far is that?

- Far enough away from
us righteous folk.

(country music)

- Are you fucking with me?

- We're fucked.

(dramatic music)

- What are we doin' here?

Why'd you make me come, Ray?

I got a date with Dina
tonight, I need to get home.

- You know, this
is a hell of a lot

more important than your little

piece of ass, all right?

Now, you with me or you
gonna try to fuck me on this?

Go on and tell me
one way or another

so I can make arrangements.

- I'm with you, Ray, okay?

Shit.

(door clicks open)

- [Willie Joe] You know
Jolene if you stopped

smoking so much of this
shit you could be somebody.

- If you stop smoking so much.

What you think I'm gonna be?

- You can have a dream.

- [Jolene] I got dreams.

(hip hop music playing)

(knocking)

- [Willie Joe] Who there?

(door creaks open)

- What the hell you doin'
bustin' up in my house?

- Jolene.

Didn't realize you had
a thing for dark meat.

- Fuck you, Ray.

- You might wanna put your
pants on and take your leave.

(sighs)

(hip hop music playing)

- Come on, now.

- Wait, I ain't even
got a vehicle here.

- Then step the fuck
out on the front porch.

Jesus Christ.

- Ray.

- What I ask you outside?

You wanna change your answer?

- Nope.

(hip hop music continues)

- Heard about what
happened to Kami

and that Congressman's
daughter last night?

- I mighta heard somethin'.

What's it worth to you?

You know maybe
you wanna throw me

a little somethin' somethin'
in exchange for my silence.

I can be bought.

(hip hop music continues)

- Ray!

Goddammit.

(scuffling)

- Fuckin' up big time boy!

(thump)

(grunts)

(screams)

- Please God stop!

What do you want?

What do you want?

- How does it feel motherfucker?

- You made your point!

- Get the fuck off me, Lucas!

You tell anybody you saw
me with Kami last night?

Did you tell anybody you
saw me with Kami last night?

Say the fucking word
or I'll do it again!

- No, please!

No, fuck no!

I ain't said nobody but Jolene.

I swear.

- Did you tell Jolene?

- I can't remember.

- You listen to me and
you listen to me good now.

I ain't giving you
shit and I sure as shit

ain't gonna be bought to you.

But I swear to God, if you
open that black ass mouth

of yours to anybody, anybody
about what you saw last night

I'm gonna come back here and
lay more permanent hurt on you,

you feel me?

Do you feel me, motherfucker!

- Yes, I feel you.

I feel you for
real, I swear, dude.

I swear.

- You better.

(spitting)

Let's get the fuck outta here.

Dumbass motherfucker.

You really gotta find yourself
a more upstanding individual

to hang around with.

- Ray.

- What?

A man's gotta do what he's gotta
do to protect his interest.

- Hey, Ray.

You don't think maybe you could
give me a little somethin'

you know, for my trouble?

- See, I can be a nice guy.

(vehicle engine starting)

You just keep looking
out the window, Lucas.

(whistling)

- In these kinds of
losses, tragedies really

can be devastating to
an entire community

especially a small
close-knit town like ours.

And the high school,
in particular,

feels the brunt most of all.

Now, we had a young man die

in an automobile
accident last year.

I think these kids

they're too young
to come to terms

with the idea of
mortality, you know?

So, when they're forced
to reckon with it

it shakes them up pretty hard.

Now these girls, they knew
Kami better than anybody.

I recommend starting with them.

- Oh thank you, but I
was thinking we could

talk a little more
with you first.

I'm pretty sure you know
these kids pretty well.

- Oh sure, that's fair.

Why don't we take
it into my office?

- Great.

- But both teams is
still practicing,

cheerleaders aren't
priorities, right?

- We should get this over with.

We got a football game this
weekend and it's fallin' on me

to decide whether we should
have extra curricular activities

with all this mess.

- Sure, I just have
a few more questions.

- Football's a big
deal down here.

- Okay, I'm gonna stay and
talk to the kids, okay?

- Okay.

- Right this way.

(calm music)

Look, like I've said.

Kami had her share of problems.

She didn't always run
with the good crowd,

if you know what I mean.

But in general, she was a
pistol, had a lot of spunk

and she was well-liked.

- So, you had a
relationship with her.

- What do you mean by that?

- Well, judging from the
way you talk about her

you clearly took
an interest in her.

- I take an interest
in all my students.

- Was she dating anyone?

- Well, she was a
free-spirited girl.

(bell ringing)

- Oh fuck!

- Hey mister, you know
this is a dry county

and you're on the ground's
of public high school.

Shame on you, sir.

- It's empty.

- Ain't that always
the way then.

Bottles always bone dry
just when you need it most.

Hey man, I'm just
messin' with you.

I got one of my own.

Does that make us
kindred spirits?

Of course, I'm a
bourbon man myself.

You want a nip?

- No, thank you.

- Like my granddaddy
always said,

"See no evil, hear no evil."

That's my grandson out
there playing quarterback.

I love to come out here
and watch him play.

And he has what the scout's
call "football intelligence",

that's the ability to
be able to see things

before they materialize
on the field.

He's a very important
quarterback.

You know what I think?

I think you're the incarnation
of high level law enforcement

sent here to save
us from ourselves,

amongst all this tragedy.

- I don't know about that.

I'm just here to find out what
happened to three young kids

that should be alive right now.

- Indeed, sir.

John Dawson.

Folks around here
call me Big John.

I reckon I don't even know why.

Pleased to make
your acquaintance.

And you are?

- Vaughn Killinger,
I'm with the bureau.

- FBI?

I'm impressed.

- So, tell me, John, what
do you do around here?

- That's a loaded question, sir.

- But I believe, most
recently, she was spending

quite a bit of time with
our quarterback, Tad Dawson.

- Okay.

Well, if we have any more
questions we'll let you know.

And, please, give me a call
if there's anything else

you can think of that
might be relevant.

- I surely will.

- Just out of curiosity.

Do you actually use
those paddles on students

or are they more for show?

- For show?

No.

I certainly do use
them when necessary.

I've developed a
reputation for being

a strict disciplinarian
over the years.

The ones I most proud
of are once given to me

by former students,
who knew good and well

how hard I could swing one.

- Well, I'm sure you'll
make the right decision

about the game.

- Baseball gets all
the credit for being

a thinking man's sport.

People think that football
is all about natural ability,

speed and strength.

But to be a great
quarterback you got to think

like a chess master
and you got to be able

to move quickly in
the heat of battle.

You ever play a sport?

- Baseball.

(laughter)

- Is that your
colleague over there?

My, my she is a beautiful woman.

You're a lucky man.

- I certainly am.

Hey, Sarah, this is John.

- John Dawson, country lawyer,
pleasure to meet you, ma'am.

- Dawson?

You wouldn't happen to
be related to Tad Dawson,

the quarterback?

- Yes, ma'am, I am.

- Hey John.

I was just on my way out.

- What the hell is all
this crap I'm hearing

about you thinking about
cancelling the football game?

Now you better be
able to answer this.

What the hell are two FBI
agents doing around here

asking questions
about my grandson?

(car alarm siren)

- Great.

(door slammed shut)

(tap water running)

(dreary music)

(toilet flushing)

- Ta-da!

Agents came by the
school this afternoon.

- What's an agent, daddy?

- Somebody who ain't from here.

- What?

It's tetrazzini.

- Yeah, I guess I ain't in
the mood for tetrazzini.

- Got any idea who did it?

- No.

- Surely they must have
some theory or somethin'.

It must be on top of you since
you were working last night.

- What makes you say that?

(phone ringing)

Sorry.

Yeah?

Well, I'm eatin' right now.

No, no.

No, I meant no disrespect.

Okay, I got you.

I'll be right there.

- Really, what now?

- Put a paper towel on the
plate and put it in the oven.

I won't be long.

- Where is daddy going?

(door knocking)

(door knocking)

- What?

I'm not dressed.

- Yeah, most times I
call that positive but

I don't know.

I wanna do something,
I don't know.

I feel kinda restless.

- It's been a really long day.

What do you wanna do?

- Cross the line.

(rock music)

♪ I'm drunk on the steam

♪ Drunk on the heat

♪ I'm drunk on
sin and incomplete

♪ Had a life that's
passed me by ♪

(pool balls breaking)

- You can't win them all, baby.

- Can you win any?

- Let me do with that.

- I can't get away
from these guys.

- Oh they're allowed to
recreate, aren't they?

I mean, this is the
closest place there is.

Really, they seem okay.

- I got a sick feeling
about all this.

- 'Cause of Ray?

- Can I talk to you honest?

(emotional music)

- How long are you
gonna keep drinking

and being pissed off?

- Some people just
wanna be liked

by people, whoever.

I don't give a shit about that.

I just wanna like myself.

I got a headache.

I'm tired.

- I feel responsible somehow.

- Responsible 'cause I lost
my shit with Jenna that night?

Look, I married the wrong
woman in the first place.

Not that I absolutely
fucking love to drink,

not beer but it's good.

- You know what
I'm trying to say.

Responsible because of us.

- You know what?

You are responsible.

You're responsible for
keeping me from losing my job,

probably for keeping me alive.

- You're just so dramatic.

- No.

No, I'm just saying
if it wasn't for you...

Fuck!

- What?

- I said I'd call Jacob
before his bedtime.

I'll be back.

- Vaughn, it's...

- Do you want another beer?

Two more.

Hey, Agent Desoto, right?

- Sarah.

- I'm Dinah, the dog girl.

K-9 patrol unit, with
the sheriff's department?

(phone ringing)

- Hey, Jenna, is he up?

No, no.

- Yeah, I saw you at the scene
with the German shepherd.

- Yeah, yeah, I love dogs.

'Cause they're so
much not like people.

- Yeah, that's right.

- God damn it, Jenna!

The time just
slipped away from me.

I was traveling
then I was working...

No, it's not an excuse!

- So, is this the
local hang out?

- Yeah, you like it?

My daddy owns it.

You know, the folks in Cutler?

They were scandalized to be so
close for a hot minute there.

But 30 years running
this side of the line.

That's something, ain't it?

- I guess it is.

- Okay, it's an excuse
but it's the truth.

I'm just trying to
tell you what happened.

Is that him?

Is that him talking
in the background?

- I guess I'll be
seeing you again.

Bright and early.

- Hey pretty lady.

Can I buy you a drink?

- No, thank you.

- You must not be from
around here, are you?

- I sure not.

- I'm sorry.

I'm fucking sorry.

How many times do you
want me to say it?

- You're being a
little rude right now.

We don't take too kindly
rude folks around here.

Ain't nothing wrong
with buying a drink

for a good-looking woman.

- It was not my
intention to be rude.

I'm with somebody, okay?

Have a nice night.

- Jenna, Jenna!

- What the hell did
I do to piss you off?

It ain't like I asked you
to take you around back

and fuck you sideways.

- I don't think you
really wanna do this.

- Oh yeah, why is that?

- Let me tell you a secret.

- I like secrets.

(whispering)

- It will be better tomorrow.

It will be better tomorrow.

- I will fucking
kill you, bitch!

- You're threatening
a federal agent.

- This bitch says she knows
how to rip a man's balls off.

You don't talk to
a man that way.

- What the fuck
is going on here?

- I was just stating a fact.

- Why don't you mind your
own goddamn business?

I hesitate to hit a
woman but I take pleasure

in whooping your ass.

- Try me.

I kinda feel like I need to
beat on something right now.

- Billy, come on man.

These are FBI agents.

- It don't matter to me if
they're fucking Pope John Paul.

- Vaughn, I got this.

- Are you Catholic?

- What?

- Well, Pope John Paul
is not the pope anymore.

He's like two popes
back and he's dead.

He was canonized
in very short order

which you probably know
if you were a Catholic.

Although I'm not sure 'cause
you're neither very smart

nor observant but
you're probably not

because this is a
generalization so forgive me,

but I find that close-minded

hillbilly redneck
motherfuckers like yourself

tend to proclaim some
radicalized Protestants

instead of Christianity.

But if there is a God you should

tread very, very lightly.

- Okay, Vaughn, let's go.

- What the hell did
you just say to me?

- Are you hard of
hearing, asshole?

- Vaughn, drop it!

Let's get out of here.

- That's right you little pussy.

Hide behind the woman
and big words of yours.

You ain't gonna last
longer around here.

- Jesus, Billy.

- I got an idea.

Why don't you rear back and
hit me as hard as you can

and we'll see where
we get from there.

Come on, do it, hit me.

Hit me!

- That's enough, Billy.

- Let him go.

- Look, Agent, he's sorry.

He's just got a big mouth, okay?

- I said let him go.

- Do what he says, Lucas.

He's a federal agent.

(gasping)

- At least we're gonna take
this outside, you hear me?

- My pleasure.

(dramatic music)

- What the fuck!

- Evening, Ray.

- Sir.

- I appreciate you
stopping by like this

on such short notice
to talk to me.

- Yes, sir.

- Can I get you a nice
cold glass of lemonade?

I went in and made it
fresh this evening.

If you want, I could
spice it up for you

with a little bourbon.

- No, thanks.

- Myron.

- Ray.

- My grandson, he's going
to be starting quarterback

this year for Cutler.

- I heard.

- I'm damn proud of him and
he's worked long and hard

for this opportunity.

Of course, I could've
interceded on his behalf.

I got him under center
a couple years early,

his junior, maybe
even sophomore year.

And I figured it'd be
better for him as a man

if he earned that
opportunity himself

just like everybody else
does under their own fruition

and he did by God.

But of course as a
result of that decision,

he has only this
season, his senior year,

to either make it or see his
hopes and dreams shattered

and broken right
before his eyes.

Are you following
me on this, Ray?

- Yeah, I follow.

- You see, I'm not gonna
let anyone mar his chance

to prove himself at an
elite level to the scouts,

for college or even the
pros for that matter.

You see, I'll stop at nothing
to protect my grandson.

And I will not let any
obstacles or distractions

get in his way.

Not even this little
distasteful matter

that's come in our fair town.

- Kami.

- Exactly.

US Congress or the FBI,

I ain't gonna let none of
them fuck with my golden boy.

Now you've been loyal,
Ray, damn loyal,

but on this matter I am gonna
require a level of loyalty

that you may find
somewhat uncomfortable.

Are you prepared for that?

- I hope so.

- Now this girl, do
you know how she came

to be in possession
of our product?

I do not think she bought it.

- Hey, hey, I can do that.

- Just shut up!

- Don't tell me it
was irresponsible.

- Well, we could've
left when I said but...

- But instead you threatened
to rip his balls off

so what were you gonna do?

- I was just showing him
I wasn't intimidated.

- Great.

- But you didn't have to
escalate the situation.

- No, no, I didn't
but it made me feel...

Get the off with that!

- What...

- You wanna dance?

- Vaughn, you're still bleeding.

- Just shut up
and dance with me.

Just dance.

So...

- There's no music.

I mean...

- You need music?

Right.

Sure, there is.

- Yeah.

It's not very loud.

- There's always
something, isn't there?

Fucking dance with me.

I think a lot about after
everything that happened.

When we've been to that
cabin in the mountains

just kind of decompressed
and we talked,

and drank coffee, and
wine, and had sex a lot,

danced naked on the porch.

It's like we were in
some kind of a bubble

that no shit in the
world couldn't penetrate

and I felt real,

real peace,

peace of mind or something.

This situation with
Jenna was so horrible

'cause of Jacob, not
like because of Jacob

and yet despite all of
that there was this relief

and there was you.

And then what do we do?

We came back.

I can't do this anymore, okay?

I'm a liability, I know it.

No, listen to me.

Let's go back.

Let's go back to the mountain

where everything isn't
so dark and complicated.

- You know, it was so lovely.

But real life is dark
and complicated and

nobody and nothing

can fill that empty
space inside you but you.

- I love you.

- How can you say that?

- You know how.

♪ Didn't last me too long

♪ So just lay me down

♪ And kiss me to sleep

♪ And if I'm going in the ground

♪ Better nail that pine box down

♪ And dig that hole real deep

♪ So just lay me down # #

(door opening and closing)

- I'm going to bed.

I got an early one.

- I see, you're not
gonna even talk to me.

Ray.

- What!

- Keep your voice down,
the kids are asleep.

You wake them up you make
sure they go back down again.

- I'm dead tired,
Trish, all right?

- I know you got
something stewin'.

It worries me.

Our babies only have one daddy.

- I'm gonna do
whatever I got to do

to make sure them
kids is taken care of.

I promise you that.

- Just don't get yourself
arrested or killed doing it.

Can you do that for me?

- If the desert didn't kill
me, this town sure shit ain't.

Besides, I got real
good life insurance,

probably worse more
dead than alive anyway.

- Shut up, Ray.

You're not indestructible.

- Maybe I ain't.

But maybe, maybe I am.

Come on to bed
when you're ready.

(lighthearted music)

- Hey.

What are you smiling about?

- Hey.

- I heard you all had a
rough night last night.

You might wanna stand on
this side of the county line

from here on out.

- We better get started.

- Hey, you want some coffee?

- Sure.

- Some things you just can't
find inside of the county line.

- I'm not sure I know
what to make of you.

Hey, there's a guy from the
attorney-general's office

in there, US attorney-general.

- Great.

Bryce?

- Hello, Vaughn.

You look rough.

- Vaughn.

- Yes, sir?
- What?

- The congressman and the
attorney-general are close.

I'm just here to watch
from the sideline,

make sure all the
basis are covered.

Two different sports.

- What?

- Sidelines football,
base is baseball.

- Good to see you, Vaughn.

- Oh it's great to see you
too, Bryce, really great.

- All right, let's get started.

Jordy?

- Since the other two
VIC's were essentially

executed in a cold,
straightforward fashion

likely because they witnessed

or were perceived to
witness the King incident,

I thought that we should
focus on our local girl.

First, the TOC screen
was positive for meth

as we figured it would be and
there were physiological signs

she had been using
for quite a while.

The blow to the face, my guess,

based on the severity
of the socket fracture

and the diameter of the bruising

is that she was hit
with something hard.

Metal, the butt of
a handgun, a .45,

not unlike the one
you're wearing, deputy.

- What does that mean?

- Only that Kami's
killer hit her with a gun

like the ones that each
of you were carrying

and then shot her and
the other two VIC's

with the same weapon.

There were no signs
of sexual assault,

although she had had
intercourse fairly recently.

- Fluids?

- No, he obviously
wore a condom.

- There's a surprise.

- Why is that?

- Ray, you wanna stay?

Keep your mouth shut.

- I did, however,
find some skin cells

under her fingernails.

We are running a
DNA profile now.

I also found evidence
of sustained trauma

to Kami's buttocks.

The inconsistent levels
of bruising and redness

and the evidence of
healing in places

suggest that these
injuries were ongoing,

sustained over a
couple of months

and they were probably
inflicted with a long,

wooden implement of some kind.

- A paddle?

- Yes, something just like that.

(whispering)

- That's great work.

Thanks, Jordy.

- This is bad for everybody.

Bad, bad, bad.

- Paddle marks don't
prove anything,

except she got in
trouble at school, a lot.

- There's more to it than that.

- Okay, so we got the guy.

- You're still here.

No, we don't got the guy.

- You're clearly still pissed.

I can see that, okay?

Just so you know, I've moved on.

- Oh you've moved on, Bryce?

Congratulations.

Moved on from what exactly?

I lost custody to my kid.

What did you lose?

- Jenna and I practically
grew up together, Vaughn.

You knew that.

- Oh is that why
you told the court

that I was a danger to him
'cause you and Jenna go back,

you both come from money?

Don't give me that DC elite
called loyalty bullshit!

- Okay, guys, can we
do this another time?

- You fucked up.

You fucked up.

Jenna was in the right.

Do you still not get that?

Hey, if you wanna
blame somebody, Vaughn,

you blame yourself.

- I do, everyday.

- Guys, we just got a 911 call

I think you're gonna
wanna hear about.

(dramatic music)

(door slammed shut)

- God, welcome to
small town Mississippi

where the sheriff's department's
also putting out the fires.

Some miracle this place hasn't
burned to the fucking ground.

Now they sent me this ass hat

from the
attorney-general's office.

Out of all the people...

It's like some
kind of sick joke.

- Okay, just keep
it together, okay?

Let's get through this and
get back home and maybe...

- Maybe what, what?

Things will change?

- Yeah, maybe they will.

Maybe I will.

Maybe I'm ready.

- You changed your
mind after last night?

- Yeah, or because
of last night.

Get on the fucking car.

- I just went to pick a thing.

I couldn't have been
gone over 20 minutes.

Oh my Lord Jesus.

- He's somebody as
pretty closely connected

to the scene here.

- In that scene, you mean.

- Everything is wrong
with this town scene.

- What does the girl know?

- Damn if I know.

(dramatic music)

- He's in the back.

- Wait here.

- What about Willie Joe?

- What about him?

- I mean, shouldn't
we be over there?

- We will be in a minute.

(laughter)

- Well, Deputy Everett.

You fellas excuse me,
I got a legal matter

in which to attend.

Care for one of these
fine Maduros, Ray?

Just had them flown in
from Honduras this morning.

- No, thanks.

- Suit yourself.

Sit down.

- We got a lot going
on, so if we could just

speed this along.

- So, then you don't
want your money then.

- Yes, I do.

- Well, then you be polite

and you sit your
ass down, Raymond.

(slapped)

- What the fuck!

- You were fucking my
grandson's girlfriend.

The dead one?

Or shall I say the prematurely
deceased underage one?

- How did you find out?

- A little blackbird told me.

Or told Myron actually.

- Willie Joe.

- Myron, he's a little
scarier than you.

Don't take it personally.

- Myron killed Willie
Joe, you motherfuckers.

- I wouldn't say that at all.

That did not happen.

- Goddamn it, I was
just over there, John.

- Doing what?

- Same of what we found
on Kami, I'm sure.

- What's the verdict, Jordy?

- Well, I think technically
we can roll this in overdose

except he has a couple of
broken ribs and a burn,

maybe from a Taser.

- Maybe he saw something
he wasn't supposed to see.

- This guy got anything
common around here, sheriff?

- Well, we do have a little
bit of a drug issue here.

- I'm not talking
about the overdose.

(dramatic music)

- You best be careful I
didn't try to pin this on you.

- Why the fuck did
you kill Willie Joe?

- You better be careful about
your words there, Raymond.

For fear that others might want

to turn that question
around on you.

Such as why did you go there
and try to intimidate him?

And now we got to hear about
this elicit secret affair

you have with Kami King?

I mean, this is scandalous, boy.

- A lot of people had
somethin' going on with Kami.

- Yeah, but you're the only
one I didn't know about.

You've been deceitful, Ray.

- Look, I'm sorry.

- You sure as hell are.

Does your wife know
you're an adulterer?

- I was afraid to tell you but

you leave my family out of this.

- You were afraid?

Well, you had every right to be.

Only you didn't
help your situation

by not telling me
the whole truth.

Now, did I not tell you that
I needed your utmost loyalty

in this matter, didn't I?

- Yes, sir.

- And did I not take you
under my big old wings

and save you when you
got back from the desert

in that nasty ass
condition you were in?

What, you didn't
think that was doing

of Sheriff Bo McKenya, did you?

Did you?

- No, sir.

- You are gonna make
this up to my grandson

and me, aren't you?

- Yes, sir, I will.

- Now, what conclusions
had the FBI come to?

Have they found out
about Principal Markey's

deviant sexual behavior yet?

- You mean the paddle marks?

- That's the least of him.

Rumor is there were videos.

- I hadn't heard about that.

- Yeah, well now you have.

You see, this whole damn thing
is an embarrassment to me.

And this is what
you're gonna do, Ray.

You gonna take Principal
Markey for a ride

down in the hollow and
you gonna leave him there.

- No, this is where
I draw the line.

You want somethin' like that
done you get Myron to do it.

- Myron is busy.

- Not too busy to
kill Willie Joe.

- Myron did not kill Willie Joe.

And you would be doing
yourself and your family

a great service if you
never utter those words

or you imply them
again, understood?

Consider this your penance.

Principal Markey's
life for the life

of one of your children.

- You don't kill children.

- I do what I have to do,
no more no less, period.

Are you angry, Ray?

So am I, I'm angry
and I'm scared.

See, I'm afraid my grandson
may have killed that girl,

filthy, strumpet
slut that she was.

But I am not gonna allow that
misstep to ruin his life.

That boy has got a bright
light of a future ahead of him

and not even the God
damn federal government

is gonna dim that light.

Now you pick up that gun
and you do what you're told.

(sniffs)

Don't forget your money.

You earned it.

You make it look like a suicide.

But first, we gonna
need a confession.

I thought video, written,
whatever comes easier.

And one more thing, are you sure

you won't have one
of these Maduros?

They really are quite nice.

They are black,
bold and delicious.

Now get the hell
out of my sight.

- If the girl knows
anything she's not talking.

- I'm starting to get the
sense the sheriff's department

knows something
they're not telling us.

- We still need to
talk to Kami's parents.

(phone ringing)

K hell.

This is Agent Desoto.

Yes, sir, making progress.

Oh, well that's not
exactly how it happened.

(calm music)

Just let me explain.

- Jolene.

- Hey, hey, don't do
anything stupid, Jolene.

Everything's okay, really.

We're just here to figure out

what happened to your boyfriend.

Now I can see you
cared about him.

Can you help us?

- He had a drug problem.

- Seems pretty
common around here.

Who beat him up?

I'm in charge, not him.

- Ray?

- Jolene.
- Shut up, deputy.

Who beat him up, Jolene?

- I don't know.

- I think you do know, Jolene.

And if you don't
tell me right now

I'm gonna haul your ass in
for obstructing justice.

You understand that?

Do you understand
what that means?

- Ray, help me.

- Hey.

- Ray!

- Why don't you take
your best shot, city boy?

But I'm gonna warn you,
I might be a little more

to handle than that
drunk son of a bitch

you beat up in a bar last night.

- This place stinks to high hell

and your ass is sitting
on top of the dung heap,

am I right?

- No, sir, you are not.

You don't know shit
about this town

and you damn sure don't
know fuck about me.

- What is it you don't
want her to tell me?

- Ray, Ray.

- What is it, Ray?

- Ray!

Hey, listen to me.
- Can I have some water?

- Vaughn, can I talk to you?
- Listen to me!

K. Hall's not happy.

- Ray.

- Hey.

Hey, I'm right here.

We're on a very short
leash here, okay?

There's a bright hot light
shining down on the bureau

and K. Hall's feeling it.

He's threatening
to pull us or worse

so let's get this done, okay?

- You mean, he's threatening
to pull me, not us, right?

- Yeah.

So, you wanna sit on this
or go talk to the parents?

Okay.

(melancholic music)

Did Kami ever talk about
her personal life with you?

Her social or romantic
relationships?

- You judge her, don't you?

I can see it in your eyes.

- It's not my job
to judge, Mrs. King,

just to find out who's to blame.

- Who's to blame?

None of us are blameless.

- Amen.

- Jesus.

- Did you blaspheme in my home?

With my daughter's body
not yet in the ground?

You are a Godless man.

I see no salvation for you.

- You and me both.

- Ma'am, did Kami ever talk
about Principal Markey?

- Or maybe Tad Dawson?

- Agents, I respect
your position

but is it entirely
necessary to do this now?

- Godless.

- You made your point, ma'am.

But I'm actually here to find
out who killed your daughter

whether or not you
wanna condemn me

to eternal damnation, okay?

- You think I'm slow because
I believe in the Lord

and seek His ways?

Because I find comfort in
knowing that my daughter

only rest in Abraham's bosom
because flesh was pierced

and blood was shed at Calvary?

- Mrs. King, were you aware
of Kami's drug problem?

- Vaughn.
- What?

It's not a secret, not anymore.

- Get out of my house.

Get out!

Get out!

- Martha.

- Get out!

- Let's go, come on.

(calm music)

- Good-lookin' horse.

- She is now.

You should've seen her when
they first brought her to me.

To what do I owe this honor?

- I went and got greedy.

I think it's gonna cost me.

- Cost you what?

- I guess,

I guess I thought I
was owed something

more than a poultry
living (mumbles) and all,

and my family deserves
something better.

But I can't seem to see the
reason in most anything now.

- There's your fault.

So did I, so did
your granddaddy.

That's what poor folks do.

We do things that other
people can't do, or won't.

It don't make us better.

- What don't?

Firin' a gun, killin' a man?

- Most folks wouldn't get in
a pen with an 800 pound animal

that could kill them with
the flick of his head

or the stomp of his foot.

A lot of folks think I'm stupid

'cause of all the broke
bones I got, concussions.

That's the beauty of it
'cause there's a need,

a hole that got to be filled

and that's the choice I made.

Accept that risk, danger
or the people won't.

You're a strong man, Ray,

that's what you do.

I can't blame you for using
what little talent you got

to make a better
life for your family.

- You don't know
what I've stooped to.

- I know John
Dawson is a bad man.

- I've put my family at risk.

- There are things you can do
to change that, ain't there?

- I don't know.

- There better be.

Those kids deserve
better than you,

you deserve better than me,

but I did raise you to
make your own choices.

What do you say, we
grab those horses

and go for a nice long
ride like we used to

when you were a kid?

- I sure wish I could.

Bye, daddy.

- So, I know this is off topic.

When you said,

when you said you
might be ready.

- There are a lot of
variables, Vaughn.

- Right.

Right.

Variables like?

- Oh please, okay?

We're not really gonna buy a
fucking cabin in the mountains

and run a souvenir shop, are we?

- Why not?

We can.

(phone ringing)

- Hello.

Really?

Yeah, all right,
we'll be right there.

- What?

- We got to get back.

- Okay.

- I'm ready.

Oh!

- You like that, don't you?

- Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Harder.

- You like it when I beat
that ass like this, don't you?

- Yes, sir.

- What, this just showed up?

- With a note from Kami King.

- Kami wasn't ever
the best student

but apparently she
had an arrangement,

whereby she could
pass her classes.

- An insurance should
she fail to make that

in that arrangement.

- Yeah, but do we even
know that this note

was written by Kami?

- If I had a hand-writing
sample I can make a good guess.

- Well, that should
be easy enough to get.

- So, we've got the guy.

What are we waiting for?

- Still doesn't
mean he killed her.

- (laughs) I mean, it's obvious.

- No, the only thing that's
obvious is you, Bryce.

Why don't you take a step
back, we got this, okay?

- Okay, forgive me if
I have some concerns

about your ability to look
at matters with a clear head.

- What do you wanna do?

- Bring him in.

- It's way too easy.

- I am not asking, Vaughn.

Look, we're not just
talking about the death

of your little trailer
park girl here, remember?

We're talking about the death
of a congressman's daughter.

- Do you honestly think
that I make a distinction

between the two, you asshole.

- Look, Bryce, why
don't we play this out

for another 24 hours
and see where we are.

- There is a football
game tonight.

- Yeah.

I wanna talk to that
quarterback again.

- I'm going with you.

- Oh great.

- I think, mister, your
drawing's funny looking.

(laughter)

- It's a little funny
looking but we all get

a little funny looking
when we get older.

- What is going on, Ray?

- I think I'm gonna let you
take it from here, okay?

Mr. John asked me to tell you

everything is set up for you.

- [Woman] Ray.

- If you ever get that
close to my children again

I will end you,
you understand me?

- Everything is set up for you.

- Hey baby girl.

- Hey daddy.

- You okay?

(march-like music)

- All right, what the
hell is going on here?

- Mr. Dawson, please.

- John, the agents just had
a few more questions for Tad.

- Yes, I heard.

- Good news travels
fast around here.

- I know you're aware
of this but my grandson

is but a mere child.

Now he is entitled to counsel
if he's gonna be interrogated.

- Mr. Dawson, your
grandson is 18

and he waived his
right to counsel.

- Well, how very noble of him.

- Look, we just wanna
eliminate him as a suspect.

We're just gonna
take a DNA sample...

- No, no, no.

No, sir.

As his attorney, I
will not allow that.

- Oh, oh so you're
his attorney now?

I thought you were
just his grandfather.

- On this matter, I
will act as both, sir.

- John Dawson, yes?

Bryce McDaniel, Bryce McDaniel
attorney-general's office.

I think we have
some mutual friends.

- Well, la-Di-da.

For your sake, I hope
that's true, sir.

- Pardon me.

- I'm just joshing
with you, buddy.

That's hell of a tie you got on,

especially like
that little clip.

If you all excuse me.

Beauregard, I need to
talk to you in private.

- Yeah, of course.

Tad, you mind the coach.

- Hey, hey, where
are you taking him?

What the fuck is going on here?

- Big John runs this town.

The joke is that when
he dies he may see fit

to will it back to the people.

- I'm sorry, what?

- You're gonna fix
this, right Ray?

- If I can.

- No, you're gonna fix it.

That man was in our
kitchen with our baby.

- I know.

- I let a lot slide.

I know you've had other women.

I don't even know
what do half the time.

But you've always provided,
you've been a decent father

but we are all in this mess now.

You put us there.

- I sure did.

I sure did.

I sent that Congressman's
daughter down in the hollow.

- What?

- I met 'em at
Rainer's gas station.

He's looking for somewhere
to bed down for the night,

make out or something.

I thought her and
her pussy boyfriend

should make the acquaintance
of our local wildlife.

Hell, I didn't
know who they was.

I was just being an asshole.

Maybe.

Maybe they reminded me of us

in that place

when this town was different.

I don't know why I did it.

I don't care neither.

- Ray.

- I saw Kami King
that night, too.

Can you believe that?

She sucked my cock.

Something you don't
ever do no more.

(slapped)

- Son of a bitch!

- God damn it, woman!

- Oh my God, Ray.

Did you kill that kid?

- Hell no.

- Well then, you better
get your shit together

and fix this!

And you better pray
that me and your babies

are still here after you do.

- This is completely
unacceptable.

With all due respect, sheriff,

you are not in charge
of this investigation.

- Look, I am looking
out for all of you here,

for all parties involved.

- What the hell does that mean?

- What's the problem?

We have enough for a
warrant for the principal,

isn't that clear enough?

- Are you that dense, Bryce?

You don't see what's
happening here?

- Jesus Christ, Sarah.

- Seriously, if the
kid's not guilty

why is the DNA sample a problem?

(strained music)

- We're both men of
vice, Agent Killinger.

I'm man enough to admit mine.

But I think we're both
reveling the notion

that those all
vices that will lead

to our ultimate destruction.

But do you know when
a vice becomes a sin?

When a man of vice raises
his hands against the weak,

undeserving party.

I want you to think about that.

I want you to think
about that real well.

(phone ringing)

- Hey Jenna.

Jenna, where is Jacob?

- John is just making sure
that everything is up to snuff

that's all.

- Excuse me, what?

We are the FBI!

- You know, I don't
think that means as much

as you think down here.

- What the fuck is this?

- Vaughn, just stop.

- Agent Killinger, is it
true that you're arrested on

domestic abuse
charges years ago?

- No comment.

- Back up, back up.

- The charges were dropped.

We're not here to talk about

Agent Killinger's personal life.

This is about finding
out what happened

to three innocent kids.

- But you were put on
probation for your actions,

is that correct?

- Leave me alone.

- We have no further
comments at this time.

- Agent Killinger, do you have
a history of alcohol abuse?

- We have no further
comments at this time.

Vaughn.

- Mr. McDaniel, you represented
Agent Killinger's wife

in the legal proceedings

that followed the
incident, correct?

- No further comments
at this time.

- Do you work in
this investigation?

- We have no further
comment at this time.

♪ Smile and watch
the sun go down

♪ Smile and watch
the sun go down

♪ The sun is burning
in someone else's town

♪ So won't you smile and
watch the sun go down

♪ Smile and watch
the sun go down

♪ Smile and watch
the sun roll down

♪ The sun is burning in
someone else's ground

♪ So won't you smile and
watch the sun roll down

(door knocking)

- Lucas!

- Hey Ray.

- Get some clothes on.

Get some fucking clothes on.

I need you to help
me with something.

- Who is it?

Ray, we're kinda in the
middle of something.

- This is serious.

- It's always the end of
the fucking world with you,

isn't it Ray?

- I wasn't talking
to you sugar tits.

I'm trying to talk to
my partner here, okay?

And I'm not in the
mood for any bullshit.

Won't you step outside so
we can talk in private.

- Fucker.

(door slammed shut)

(thunderstorm)

Okay, here it is.

(door knocking)

- I'm not seeing any visitors.

Fuck off.

Fuck off, fuck off.

- Vaughn.

What are you doing?

You think this will
make it better?

It's not.

You're fucking up again.

- That's what I do.

Vaughn fucks up again
and again and again.

Did I tell you about the time

I was (mumbles)?

Anyway, it doesn't matter.

Here it is, newsflash,

Big Daddy Dawson.

- What, the killer?

- Fucking puppet master.

Principal, the quarterback,
Everett scumbags.

Do you think it
matter, any of this?

Does it even fucking matter?

Fuck it.

- Vaughn, nothing can
change what happened, okay?

You can drink yourself
into a fucking oblivion

it'll still be there.

- Will I get to
see my son again?

- Vaughn.

- I would like my time,
occasional custody.

- Probably in time, yeah.

- Fuck off.

- Fuck yourself!

- Fuck off.

Jenna's never gonna
let that happen.

She's never gonna
let me off the hook.

- You don't know that.

- Don't tell me what
I fucking know, okay?

I know what I
fucking know, okay?

- Calm down, all right?

- Don't, don't.

- Calm down and listen to me.

Don't!

(gasping)

Oh my God, I'm sorry.

- I'm not her.

I'm not her.

I will kick your ass for real.

- Fuck!

- Stop feeling sorry
for yourself, Vaughn!

(door knocking)

- Hey, I know y'all all
going through some stuff

but I think my
boyfriend's about to do

something real stupid.

- Tonight, we gather to celebrate
our bright young athletes

on the hand, but on the
other we come together

to mourn the loss of one
of our own, Kami King.

Kami was many things
to many people,

but most of all she was loved
and she will be solely missed.

Brother Hedgepath will
say a prayer for Kami

and the other young people
lost in Wednesday night's

senseless act of violence.

- Please bow your heads and
let us pray for God's mercy.

We oftentimes do not understand

why things happen
as they do, Lord.

But your wisdom,
your infinite wisdom

is beyond the scope of
our meager understanding.

Your word tells us
that you love us.

- Sir, Ray needs
to speak with you.

He says it's urgent.

- Son, we're in the middle
of a prayer for the dead.

Have you no shame?

- I'm sorry, sir.

But Ray says your
grandson's welfare

depends on you talking
to him right now.

- I'm gonna be all right.

Go on.

(mumbles)

- Into our city,
into our streets.

We pray for your guidance.

We thank you for
giving us the ability

to love one another
as we love ourselves.

In the precious
name of Jesus, Amen.

- [In unison] Amen.

- Go Bobcats!

(crowd cheering)

(march-like music)

- Everett the deputy?

- Yeah, he's always rooking
Lucas in on something.

Most of the time it ain't good.

(phone ringing)

- Jordy, what do you got?

DNA's back.

- You best make this quick.

I do not miss kickoff.

- You're gonna miss it tonight.

- Are you out of
your God damn mind?

- Get in the truck.

- I'm not getting
in any damn truck.

- You sure about this, Ray?

- Get out of here, Luc.

- Don't you go anywhere, son.

- Get the fuck out of here.

- You better stop
this madness, Ray.

- I said get in
the fucking truck!

(hard thud)

(coughing)

- You're done

as soon as you figure
out what to do with him.

- I need you.

(crowd noise)

- I could fucking kill you
if I didn't love you so much.

- Get to the hollow.

- Get the sheriff
to meet us there.

- What, and he confessed?

- DNA had him dead to rights.

A deputy from Jackson
County, Kentucky,

well former, he got pinched
on a molestation charge,

got fired of course
and did three years,

then he started driving trucks.

- What else does a registered
sex offender to do?

- People don't change, do they?

He's just passing
through, looking to score

some crystal and a hooker.

- And he found a feisty one.

- She wasn't a hooker.

- Really?

- Really.

He killed her and the others

with this county issue .45.

- But they didn't
make him give it back?

Oh that's smart.

Hey, are we almost there?

I'm gonna be sick.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

(vomiting)

- Lovely, great.

(thunderstorm)

- Get out of the
truck you bad prick.

- Ain't you bright, are you Ray?

- No, I ain't.

- Raining.

I wonder how my
grandson is doing.

Raining as hell on
the passing here.

- Walk!

- Are you sure you
thought this through?

If you kill me you ain't
gonna get away with it.

- Why not?

You always do.

- You're a long damn
way from me, Raymond.

- Maybe I get a confession.

Make it look like a suicide.

Whatever happens to me
you will never threaten

my family again.

- You're a coward and a fool.

- Move along, son of a bitch!

- There's things I can
do for you and your kin

if you just stop this bullshit.

- Shut up!

- Better think about
your kids, Ray.

- It's what I am thinking about.

- You're shaming them
growing up without a daddy.

(police siren)

- Motherfucker!

- Thank God you're here.

He's gonna kill me.

- Shut up!

Both of you, put your
hands up right fucking now.

(vomiting)

Deputy, put the gun down.

- No!

Not as long as he draws breath.

- Put the gun down or
I will put you down!

- Sir.

- Back off y'all!

I mean to do what I come to do.

- Sarah, back off!

He means it!

- Put the gun down, deputy.

- Sarah!

- Vaughn, I got this.

- Goddamn it woman, shoot!

Goddamn it shoot!

(gun fires)

- I'm shot!

- Turn!

Look at me.

- I'm hurt.

- Hold on.

Hold on, okay?

- I'm shot.

(gasping)

- Hey Jordy.

Jordy, get me an ambulance
right fucking now.

I mean it, okay?

Hey baby.

I am so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

- No more sorries.

No more sorries.

- No!

- Watch...

- Who?

- Watch him.

- Hey, what the fuck do
you think you're doing?

Move away from the
gun right fucking now.

- Yes, sir.

- Hold on.

- Oh God, what an unholy mess.

You don't think that you
could maybe get on that radio

and get somebody out
here to give me a ride

back to the stadium so I
could see my grandson play?

(gun fires)

You shot me.

- No, he did.

Your grandson didn't do it.

Maybe you should try
talking to him sometime.

(gun fires)

- Were you in the desert?

Me too.

- Sarah.

Hold on, okay?

(police siren)

It's okay.

- Come on girls, let's find out
how much this is gonna cost.

- Oh hey.

You getting some candy?

- Yeah.

- Still slow?

- Still slow, but I
kinda like it that way.

- You nervous yet?

- No.

- Really?

- What?

Maybe a little, yeah.

- So you're sure you wanna
pick him up in the patrol car?

- Absolutely.

- What time does his
flight get in again?

- Turn the light bar on.

♪ Nothing much left
for me here ♪

♪ There's no need to
fight the good fight ♪

♪ Lately it's just
gotten too dark ♪

♪ I need to see the
future get bright ♪

♪ I hate being
myself since December ♪

♪ Turned out to be kinda nice ♪

♪ I miss that whole
rear view mirror ♪

♪ You were always
there by my side ♪

♪ My pain in the
hands keep that coming ♪

♪ Can you help me
remember how it felt ♪

♪ 'Cause I can't make
that long haul without you ♪

♪ I just need a steady hand ♪

♪ To point the way ♪

♪ I've been coming
from no money ♪

♪ No diamonds on the
soles of these shoes ♪

♪ I can swing hell
from uptown heaven ♪

♪ Beggin' up green
bag dollars from dues ♪

♪ I can keep my notes
to the crime story ♪

♪ I work hard to
who I'm working for ♪

♪ Just a long quiet
journey with you ♪

♪ My eyes still hidden ♪

♪ My pain in the
hands keep them coming ♪

♪ Can you help me
remember how it felt ♪

♪ 'Cause I can't make
that long haul without you ♪

♪ I just need a steady hand ♪

♪ To point the way ♪

(calm music)