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When you look at Isaiah in relationship

to�the�New�Testament,

you get whole new interpretations of it,

don't�you?

For example, Jesus wasn't the messiah.

He was a messiah.

He�wasn't�even�the�first,

and sure as heck won't be the last.

Messiah comes from the Hebrew "Mashiach."

Who here knows what that word means?

"An�anointed�one."

Good.

And�many�were�anointed.

King�David,�Noah,�Daniel.

There are dozens of messiahs in the Old Testament.

But, but the word means more than that.

A messiah is a savior, a liberator.

"One lamb you shall offer in the morning

and the other lamb you shall offer at twilight."

Meaning...

there�are�only�two�messiahs.

Yashua,�or�Jesus�the�Christ,

and�the�Lamb,

who�will�open�the�scroll.

Exodus 29:39.

Two�Messiahs...

not�dozens.

So you think the next time we see a messiah,

it will be the second lamb who will open up the seven seals

and usher in the end of the world?

I guess that depends on how you read Revelation.

What's�your�name?

Livingstone.

Well,�Livingstone,

you're an obstinate son-of-a-gun, ain't you?

You have no idea.

You know, it's rare I speak to someone

with such deep understanding of scripture.

I feel like I've learned more

in the last two hours with you than...

in the last two years at this college.

Well...

it seems to me like you know what you need to do.

And�what's�that?

I�got�a�place�in�Texas

where there's a whole group of us.

We�study�scripture�together,

and we follow the rules set out by the Bible.

It's�a�pretty�great�life.

You�should�join�us.

We�could�use�someone�like�you,

the�mind�of�a�theologian.

To�Texas?

Sometimes... God has bigger plans for us

than we could ever dream up ourselves.

Tell you this, just come for a visit.

See�if�you�believe�God�is�there.

After we were forced out of Mount Carmel,

we�didn't�know�where�to�go.

We were a lost tribe like those mentioned in 2nd Kings,

being tested by God.

And�then�we�found�this�place,

a�place�to�heal�and�rebuild.

We�call�it�New�Palestine.

This is right here is where we have our church services.

Nothing too fancy, but we get by.

Uh, you're living in a real Christian commune,

like the Bible teaches.

Is�this�Livingstone?

Welcome!�Uh.

Vernon says you are the smartest man he's ever met.

Oh, I've spent a lot of years studying.

- You're Australian? - I am.

Yeah, we've got people here from all over the world.

People like you who have been called to this place.

So,�uh,�good�news,

Lois�rang�this�morning.

She's accepted your invitation to Passover dinner.

Really?

Maybe she's ready to bury the hatchet.

Well,�that's�good.

That's�really�good.

You're�in�luck.

Came�here�in�an�exciting�time.

Welcome to the Promised Land, Livingstone.

Get�up.

Why?

You gotta be strip-searched

before you can go exercise in the yard, same�as�every�day.

Fine.�I�won't�exercise,�then.

Well, that's not up to you.

Get�up.

I�said�get�up.

And�I�said...

I�will�not.

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I met some oddballs in my time, but none of them

ever followed me into the men's room before.

Not unless you were paying them.

The guy was kind of making sense by the end though.

What's�this�guy's�name?

Uh, the card said, uh, "Noh-vel" or Novel, or I don't know.

Gordon�Novel?

Oh,�he's�the�real�deal.

Yeah, he's, he's CIA from way back.

- Bullshit. - No, really.

You know that photo of J. Edgar Hoover wearing a lady's dress?

- Novel leaked it. - Stop.

Hey. Man's crazy, but he's connected.

I�wonder�how�he�got�it.

Hot�off�the�presses!

Ah.

Monday's�discovery�list.

Oh,�shit.

What?

Jamie�Helliver.

They're putting him on the stand on Monday.

Helliver is the ATF agent who claims Livingstone Fagan

shot him, our first eyewitness to attempted murder.

Says two white guys and a Black guy shot him.

Can't ID the white guys, but what do you know,

the one Black guy that survives, that's the one who shot him.

Tell�me�that's�a�coincidence.

I won't, but I will tell you

we're not gonna win painting the ATF as racist.

- You don't know that. - No, I do know that.

You never win these things from up on a soapbox.

This can't be about race. Not in Texas.

No, we just need something we can use

to�plant�some�shred�of�doubt

in the jury's mind and then move on.

Take our lumps on this one. That's it.

Yeah.

So,�who's�doing�the�cross?

Helliver is going to ID my client.

- My client, my witness. - It's just...

you can get a little emotional up there, Rocket.

Look, y'all keep saying we're a team, right?

- Well, that means you guys gotta trust me. - No,�we�do�trust�you.

But�maybe�I�can�help�you�prep.

All right? Now, let me ask you something.

What does Livingstone say about Helliver's claims?

Nothing.

All he ever does is quote Bible verses.

Doesn't know how to help himself.

Well then, maybe we should head down there tomorrow

and have a little chat, see if we can't shake something loose.

We?

Good�morning,�Livingstone.

We need to talk to you about what happened

on�the�first�day�of�the�siege.

I told you, I have no interest in discussing that.

You have no interest in being acquitted?

I won't be acquitted.

How�do�you�know?

Because I've spent the better part of my life studying the Bible.

Never�ends�well�for�apostles.

They're trying to silence us

because they know we're speaking the truth.

No, there's no conspiracy, it's a Federal trial.

There's�always�a�gag�order. Look, you need to fight this thing

- in a courtroom and not through theologians. - I�will�not.

So you're just gonna let them run over you?

They've�already�rolled�over�me!

- Okay. - You seem to be the only one

- who�doesn't�see�that. - I'm�sorry.

That's�what�they�want.�They...

They�want�me�to...

fight�back,

so they can smile as they watch me suffer.

But...

I will not give them that satisfaction!

They've killed everyone I love,

but I will never let them see me suffer!

Okay.

Never.

I appreciate what you're trying to do.

I don't mean to be obstinate, but...

I don't have a lot of time.

The�Romans�are�coming.

The�Romans?

St. Paul, who spread the word of Christ,

he�was�beheaded�by�the�Romans.

Okay. Well, I feel like we're getting a little off topic here.

Hey, wait a minute, wait a minute.

Didn't St. Paul ask for an appeal?

- What? - Yeah.

You know, after he was thrown in prison,

he appealed his case to the Caesar?

You're�a�biblical�scholar�now?

No, 12 years of Catholic school, I hated every minute of it.

So�boring.�No�offense.

What's�your�point?

That even the Apostles played the legal game

when�it�suited�them.

Paul�bought�himself�time.

He preached for another couple years,

gained followers, spread Christ's message.

Look, Agent Helliver is gonna get up there

on Monday and tell the jury you shot him.

So we just need something we can use

- to argue that isn't true. - It's not true.

You�didn't�shoot�anybody?

I�didn't�say�that. I'm�saying�that...

Look,�I�didn't�shoot�him.

Well, we can't really say you were too busy

shooting�other�people.

Probably�not�a�winning�alibi.

Can you provide us with any more details?

I don't know what, what,

what�else�I�can�tell�you.�It...

it�was�chaos.

Well, Helliver says he was on the north side

when�the�firefight�started.

Says you shot him within the first couple minutes of the exchange.

I was never on the north side. I...

When it started, I was on the opposite end of the building.

Peter�had�been�shot�and�I...

I�was�trying�to�help�him away�from�the�window...

before�I�realized�he�was�dead.

You moved the body by yourself?

No.�Clive�helped�me.

You were with Clive when Helliver was shot?

My�Clive?�Clive�Doyle?

- Yeah. - Well, hallelujah!

We�got�ourselves�an�alibi.

I don't even know what you're looking for.

Everything we have on Elohim City.

What about this?

Who's Richard Snell? Do you know?

Yeah. Why?

It says here Pappy Millar is his spiritual advisor,

visits�him�in�prison�regularly.

I�do�remember�Snell.

Bingo.

- Huh. - Huh.

"Member of the Covenant, the Sword, and the Arm of the Lord."

He�frequented�Elohim�City.

Currently on death row in Arkansas

at Cummins Unit Prison for killing a pawnshop owner

he�believed�to�be�Jewish.

- Spoiler, he wasn't. - Hmm.

He�also�killed�a�black�cop.

Who do we know at Cummins Unit Prison?

What's this about?

We'd like to make a request to sever my client,

Livingstone Fagan's case from the others.

On�what�grounds?

On the grounds that my client has an alibi

during the time Agent Helliver claims Mr. Fagan shot him.

- Alibi? - Yes, my client,

uh, Clive Doyle, Your Honor.

I'm not gonna waste the public's time

and money trying this case more than once.

This�is�a�conspiracy�case.

Defendants can't testify on each other's behalf.

- It's self-serving. - Wait, wait, wait.

What�do�you�mean�self-serving?

Of�course�it's�self-serving.

Every person I put up on the stand is self-serving for my case.

- That's why they're up there! - Okay. Okay.

Your�Honor,�the... we,�we... there�is�a�legal�precedent...

I don't give a fig about your precedent.

I'm not going to let his best buddy

and co-defendant give him an alibi.

Motion�denied.

Vernon, they're here!

They're�here.

Oh, so good to see you.

Vernon.

Come here.

The story of Passover tells us that the Israelites

were�enslaved�to�the�Pharaoh.

That Moses delivered them from that slavery.

But that the Jews wandered the desert

for 40 years before being delivered to the Promised Land.

And�now�all�these�years�later,

we find ourselves like the Israelites,

living�in�Biblical�times.

And like the Israelites, we also find ourselves wandering,

waiting for the Lord to tell us how we can help deliver ourselves

and our families back to the Promised Land.

Well...

you won't have to wait much longer.

I've invited Vernon back to Mount Carmel under my guidance.

Well,�Lois,�that's�mighty�kind.

I do want to return to Mount Carmel.

I�really�do.

And one day I will. God has promised me that.

But not under the rule of the Pharaoh.

What are you talking about, Vernon?

Look what's happened to Mount Carmel under your guidance.

It's falling apart.

Does anybody look at Mount Carmel right now and say, "Wow,

God has blessed this place"?

Or do they look here, in these woods,

at�these�passionate�believers,

and see that this is where God has chosen to stay?

God�has�left�you,�Lois.

And I can't bring Him back to you.

Look�around,

He's here with us, just like He was with Moses.

We will return when the time is right,

but�not�when�you�tell�us.

You�bastard.

I�am�the�Lamb,

the Lion of the tribe of Judah,

the�root�of�David.

No.�No,�you're�not!

You�are�the�serpent!

Come�on.

Ruth?

I think I'm gonna stay here for a bit.

I'm�sorry.

I'm starting to feel like an idiot.

The guy was supposed to be here 15 minutes ago.

Are�you�sure�he's�legit?

Legit?

No, he's a maniac, but we're desperate.

Get�in.

Shotgun.

I don't think I was being followed, but�you�can't�be�too�careful.

I didn't think I was gonna hear from you.

Yeah. Well, uh, Gordon, things have changed.

We're in a little bit of a bind with some upcoming testimony.

Whose?�Agent�Helliver's?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah.�Looks�like�you�were�right about those front doors being metal.

Figured we could see if we could get a little help.

The door is just the tip of the iceberg.

There's a much bigger story with Waco.

- Much�bigger. - Eyes on the road there, boss.

Here.�Look�at�this.

Did you know that the Davidians, that none of them

had a proper autopsy because the morgue lost power?

- Oh�God. - Or�Jimmy�Riddle?

Dragged back into the fire after he was shot,

arm�ripped�off�by�a�tank.

Wonder�who�murdered�him?�Hmm?

Gordon, let me ask you a question. What's�in�this�for�you?

Why are you so hell-bent on digging up dirt?

Because I hate the ATF with the fire of a thousand suns, that's why.

- I'm getting there myself. - Yeah, but why?

Because they arrested me four times for fire-bombing

the Federation of Churches building in New Orleans, that's why.

Which�you�didn't�do?

Oh, no, I did it, but it was a misunderstanding.

I just wanted to get the...

- World's Fair to New Orleans. - Okay. Yeah. Pull over.

Pull the car over.

No.�Nuh-uh.

Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, God. Get me out.

I think it's best if we just don't tell anybody about this.

First one went in here, the second here.

You can see where the bullets hit.

And those holes correspond to your wounds,

- as�far�as�you�can�tell? - The�ones�on�my�chest,�yes.

Uh, two other shots went through my arm and my shoulder.

The�second�was�on�its�way�out

when it hit the back of the vest, went into my chest.

The vest appears to be discolored.

What�is�that�discoloration?

Blood.

My�blood.

- Now, you've described... - Hey. It's Novel.

... what happened to you in those first moments.

Do you have any doubt as to whether or not.

Defendant�Fagan�shot�you?

No.

There's�no�doubt�in�my�mind

that�man�shot�me.

Gordon, we're in the middle of a trial here.

I did some digging into Agent Helliver.

Found�something.

What�am�I�looking�at�here?

This is the lineup card that the Texas Rangers

showed Helliver when they asked him to ID Fagan.

Read�the�notes�in�the�margin.

Is�this�real?

Got�it�from�a�Texas�Ranger.

Crazy�son�of�a�bitch.

How�do�we�even�know�it's�real?

Hmm, fair question, do we have anything to speak

to the veracity of this document?

I have a signed affidavit from a Texas Ranger saying it is.

Hmm.�Uh-hmm.

I�withdraw�my�objections.

- Great.�Thanks,�Bill. - Admitted.

Is this the circle you drew around Livingstone Fagan

to ID him as the man who shot you?

It�is.

When was this interview?

Um, believe it was in the summer, June or July.

So at least five months after the siege.

Yes.

That's�a�long�time.

Hey, can you read what the officer

who took your statement wrote in the margins here?

"Unsure if ID is from shootout or TV."

So,�you�weren't�actually�sure

that Livingstone Fagan was the man who shot you.

Well,�um...

the,�uh,�picture�is�blurry,

that's�why�I�was�unsure.

I�know�who�shot�me.

How many Black people lived at Mount Carmel?

Do�you�know?

No.

Uh,�White,�Black,�Hispanic,

I just knew that there were people there.

You remember saying that two White men

and�one�Black�man�shot�at�you?

Yes,�shot�at�me.

Livingstone was the only one who actually hit me.

But you never identified the White men, did you?

- No. - So the only person you ID'd as a shooter

happened to be the only surviving Black guy?

I�guess�so.

And is it true that your ATF Field Office

has recently been sued by its own Black agents

for creating an unsafe work environment?

It�was�not�unsafe.

The Black agents were, uh, offended by some jokes,

- that's all. - Right.

Like the framed certificate on the wall that said.

"Negro�Hunting�License"?

Like that funny joke of yours, you racist son of a bitch?

- Objection! - Watch yourself, counselor.

I'm�not�a�racist.

And you can call me names all you want,

but I am standing here now, by the grace of God,

and I'm looking at that man right now

with�my�own�eyes,

and�I�am�telling�you,

that's�the�man�who�shot�me.

Why are you here, Fed?

Well, I, I'd like, if I could,

to learn more about Elohim City.

Why would I talk to you about anything?

You guys are putting me down like a dog on April 19.

Do�you�know�that�date?

The�significance?

You�should.

It's the two-year anniversary of the day you Feds

burned�76�innocent�women

and�children�alive�at�Waco.

Were�you�there?

Oh, you were, weren't you?

Do you hear their screams when you sleep,

the�children,�those�babies?

You�know,�Richard,

not that I owe you an explanation,

but I'm gonna tell you what the problem at Waco was.

Okay?

On one hand, we had a selfish, narcissistic cult leader

who wouldn't listen to a goddamn thing anybody said.

And�on�the�other,

we had some FBI leaders who chose to take

an unfortunately aggressive approach.

But there is plenty of blame to go around.

It�wasn't�all�on�us.

Do you think they would've just killed themselves

if�you�didn't�push�them�to�it?

Guard?

I hope you still smell their burning flesh.

Guard?

Because�I�sleep�like�a�baby!

And when April 19th rolls in, and I have my last meal,

I will imagine the look on your ugly face

as you realize who we are, how we punch back!

- You�all�right? - Yeah.�Thanks.

Why would he mention his last meal?

What's�that?

He said he'll be having his last meal

as we realize how they punch back.

Huh.

Well,�that's�odd,

seeing as he chose not to have a meal.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

He�said�he�didn't�wanna�eat,

just wanted a TV so he could watch the news.

On�April�19th.

You gonna sulk over here at the bar

or are you gonna join us at the big boys' table?

They're�all�pissed�at�me.

Yeah.

Yeah,�they'll�get�over�it.

We�all�make�mistakes,�Rocket.

Hell, I flipped off the judge first day of the trial.

I�just�wanted�to�help�my�client.

And that's not a weakness, that's your strength.

You're all heart, Rocket. Everybody knows it.

That's�a�good�thing.

You'll find a way to help Livingstone.

Listen,�on�the�plus�side,

looks like Novel might not be completely full of shit.

Are we gonna start looking for Jimmy Hoffa now?

The second shooter on the grassy knoll?

No, but maybe we should start looking

- for those goddamn doors. - Hmm.

Yeah, yeah, yeah...

Hi.�Uh,�I'm�looking�for�a�woman.

- She's about, uh... - * Pig's in the mud *

* When�he�tires... *

Oh,�never�mind.

* Pig's�in�zen *

* Pig's�in�zen *

* Pig�is�nude... *

- What do you want? - * Unashamed... *

You�weren't�easy�to�find.

* Pig's�in�zen *

* Pig's�in�zen *

* I'm talking about the pig... *

Jesus, I told you, Gary, just leave me alone.

I wanted to give you a second chance.

Believe me, I could use a second chance, too.

Look, Carol, I don't think you're a bad person. Okay?

But you do know some very bad people,

and I'm afraid they're gonna do something really stupid.

Maybe�on�April�19th.

And I need your help to stop them,

whatever�they're�up�to.

April 19th?

Yeah.

Pappy Millar mentioned that date last time I was at Elohim City.

He said the revolution would start by then.

That�date?�You�sure?

It's my mom's birthday, Gary. That's why I remembered it.

Well, then you really gotta help me.

I�don't�gotta�do�shit.

Look, if they do something stupid,

that�sucks,�okay,�sure.

But�they're�scary�people.

They're�not�messin'.

And ain't none of this is my problem.

My whole modus operandi is, like,

not getting myself killed for shit that isn't my problem

in�the�first�place.

Especially�not�for�the�FBI! I�mean,�I�hate�the�FBI,

fucking�bunch�of�baby�killers.

Right.

Hey,�just�so�you�know...

sometimes�we�pay�informants.

Like,�what�are�we�talking?

I�really�have�to�wear�this?

If you're buying drugs with federal money,

- you have to wear a wire. - You don't need

to overdo it in there. If he asks a question

or you do something that doesn't feel right, don't push.

Thanks for looking out for me, daddy.

No.�I'm�serious.

If you overstep in there, you make these guys suspicious,

this�whole�thing�is�over.

Gary, how many times you bought drugs?

- Zero. - Then maybe relax

with�the�advice,�huh?

Okay. Now, remember, the objective is to get

an invitation to Elohim City on a later date.

- You don't have to rush things. - Okay.

I�get�it.�Just�be�cool.

Jeez, can I just go in there and buy some drugs already?

I�mean,�shit.

These�people�are�dangerous,

don't�you�ever�forget�that.

You really think what we're doing here is important?

I�do.

Do�me�a�favor,

it's�just�in�case.

What's�this?

If�anything�happens�to�me,

it's a letter for my daddy explaining things a little.

You're�gonna�be�fine.

Oh, hey, man. Can I have a beer?

Thank�you.

* I'm the man in the box *

* Buried *

* In�my�shit *

- * Won't you... * - All the way now. Come on, now.

Yeah, good job.

I'm sorry. Let's rewind that.

- I'll take a drink to that. - Hey,�Becca.

We met at Earl's, remember through my boyfriend, Wild Bill?

Carol.

Sure.�Yeah.

It's, uh, shitty what happened with him getting busted.

Yeah.�It's�been�tough.

Hey,�you... I'm�gonna...

Are�you�holding?

Because I, I could really use a pick-me-up.

You�a�cop?

Am�I�a�cop?

Jesus, look at me, I'm too hot to be a cop.

I'm actually a superspy.

- Oh. - Got my little own white van

outside full of FBI agents

just waiting for me to get my coke on.

- What the hell is she doing? - I don't know.

Okay.�I-I�remember�you�now.

You're�the�crazy�girl.

How�much�you�looking�for?

I don't know, like 8 ball, maybe.

120,�but�it's�good.

Okay.

I'm�good�for�that.

- I'll be right back. - Okay.

* Shove my nose in shit... *

What's�going�on�here?

- Quarters. - Quarters.

Can�I�play?

By�all�means.

Oh!

That�was�so�close.

- Oh, shit! - Oh!

That's it. That's it. All drink. All drink.

Oh,�shut�up,�Carol.

- Are you enjoying this? - No.

Good, 'cause this is just stupid.

Becca. Becca,

over�here.

All�right.

- Thank you. - Tell Wild Bill,

- I said, "What's up?" - I will.

Hey,�um...

you know the other thing that sucks about the whole situation?

I left a bunch of my shit at his place at Elohim City.

You know how crazy they are about letting people in and all that?

- Uh-huh. - Yeah. You got a trailer there,

right?�Right?

So, you know, maybe you could vouch for me?

Just, just so I could get in, you know.

You know, like a woman to woman kind of thing?

- I don't know. - Come on.

I'm trying to avoid buying a whole new wardrobe.

Okay.�Yeah.�Maybe�we�can...

I'm not paying you shit.

I�had�to�ask�my�uncle redo�the�cash�out�to�this�shop.

That's bullshit. Dude, no matter what,

- you owe me. - I'm not trying

to�Jew�you�out�of�nothing.

- Now, get the fuck out! - Get back!

- Hey, hey, hey. - Oh, shit.

- Put the gun away, man. - Did she say, "gun"?

Stay calm.

Whoa.�What�happened�to�her�mic?

Dispatch,�this�is�Agent�Gram.

Alert local authorities that there's been gunfire.

Come on, let's blow this shithole.

Come�on.

Keep�going.

Where�is�she�going?

What's�happening?

Shit.

You�heading�out?

Ah. I have to get back to my family.

Well, sure was hoping you'd stay a little longer.

What�is�it?

I know what you meant the other night,

at�Passover�dinner.

The�Lamb,�the�Lion,

the�root�of�David.

Saying�you're�a�Messiah.

You've been here for a few weeks now.

What�do�you�think?

I�never�asked�for�this.

And I'll be honest, sometimes it feels like a burden too great.

But�I�have�been�chosen.

And then I was led to you, Livingstone,

because�you've�been�chosen,�too.

You've read Revelation.

You know how this old story ends for me.

God has chosen you to tell my story when I'm gone.

Why�me?

Nobody understands my teachings like you do.

Where�is�he?

Where�is�that�son�of�a�bitch?

Hey!�What's�going�on?

This�is�all�your�fault.

- You killed her. - What?

- Killed who? - Mama!

She's dead.

You are never coming back to Mount Carmel!

Never!

You�goddamn�rapist!

Are�you�okay?

It's�already�begun.

The forces of darkness trying to snuff out the light.

Livingstone, God has asked you to stay

and�to�fight�for�that�light.

David is Messiah.

The�lamb�"was�slain

and has redeemed us to God by thy blood."

He�will�come�again

in�Judgment...

of�the�living�and�the�dead.

And�his�name�is�David�Koresh!

David�Koresh.

The name of the lamb is David Koresh!

When�he�returns,

he'll bring the kingdom of heaven to Earth!

The�seventh�seal�will�open!

He will slaughter the Babylonians

and�the�unbelievers,

pulling down the curtain on mankind!

The�end�days�are�coming.

We will all witness...

She played you, Gary. She's not gonna call.

- It happens. - No. She's not doing that.

She's...�she's�trying.

I know you wanna believe that, but she's not.

Look, she gave me this letter in case something went wrong.

Now, why on earth would she do that if she wasn't serious?

I�don't�know.

Maybe you should give it a read, see what she said.

"Hi, Dad. If you're reading this,

then�I'm�probably�dead.

But�if�that's�true,

it's only because I was doing something right

for�once.

I know I've been a real disappointment to you and mom, but...

if you're reading this, then at least I died for something important.

Love,�Carol."

What if in my blind drive to make up for the fact

that 76 people died on my watch,

I go out and get another one killed?

The people in Elohim City are scary

and this could go very badly for her.

I'm gonna go home to my daughter.

Uh-hmm.

You�heading�out?

No.�I'm�gonna�stick around, see�if�she�calls,

if�that's�okay.

Sure.

Hey, I, I know we were just gonna pop in and out,

but I kind of need a place to crash,

so�is�there�any�chance

I can stay with you for a few nights?

Shit.�We�ain't�even�there�yet

and you're trying to burrow in like a tick.

You got a crush on me or something?

No.

- You ain't my type. - Oh.

I�like�assholes.

Well,�all�right�by�me, but you'll have to ask the big guy.

I don't remember checkpoints last time I was here.

Yeah. They've been on high alert

since your Wild Bill and his boys went down.

They have a second gate?

Yeah. This is where they, uh, search us.

Who�the�hell�are�you?

I'm,�I'm�with�Becca.

- I was... - This is not what I asked.

Who�the�hell�are�you?

I'm�Carol.

She's�Wild�Bill's�girl.

Get�out�of�the�car.

Why?

So�I�can�search�you.

Hands up. You know the deal.

Easy�there,�perv.

You guys really know how to make a girl feel welcome.

We do what we can.

Morning,�Pappy.

How's training going with the new recruits?

They'll�get�there.

Uh,�that's�my�friend�Carol.

She wants to see if she can stay here for a bit,

crash�in�my�trailer.

Nice�to�meet�you,�Pappy.

You're Wild Bill's girl.

That's�right.

Shame�what�happened�to�him.

Yeah.�It�was�messed�up.

Yeah.�It's�just�strange,

Wild Bill robbed 21 banks without a hitch.

And number 22, the cops were right there waiting for him.

One of his boys was probably running his mouth.

Nein.

Sitz.

My daddy raised Dobermans, you know,

beautiful dogs just like these guys.

Church�is�at�noon.

I�wouldn't�miss�it,�Pappy.

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