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Previously on Justified...

Drew Thompson
shot Theo in the eye

and left him for dead
on a runway in Panama.

Mr. Tonin would like you
to find Drew Thompson.

Not a problem.

We found Drew Thompson. Turns
out he's the Goddamn county sheriff.

Find Shelby before
anyone else does,

or you can say goodbye to that dream
you have of displacing your cousin.

$500,000?

I'm about to give you Drew
goddamn Thompson on a silver platter.

You want your man,
that's what it's gonna cost.

I think your ride is here.

The marshals got to
Drew before Nicky could.

What do we do?

We make a case to Theo.

Or?

Or we run.

So what's next?

Theo Tonin knows we got Drew.

He's not gonna be
too happy about that.

We just got to figure out
how to get out of Harlan alive.

Wouldn't happen to have a
rocket launcher, would you?

Sadly, no.

I got Lexington Air
Ops, Chief. All right.

Tim, if that thing gets
any closer, shoot it.

Mullen here.

Where the hell are you?

Look at you, Mr. Crowder.

You're a well-dressed man.
You got a sense of style.

You got your shirt buttoned
all the way up to the top.

I got to ask. Where'd
you get all those teeth?

Courtesy of the
American taxpayer

while serving our great
nation in Desert Storm.

Man, I love the way you talk...

Using 40 words
where four will do.

I'm curious.

What would you say if I was
about to put 40 bullets through

that beautiful vest of yours?

"What're you waiting for?"

Oh, you're cool, huh?

I tried to keep
it to four words.

You'll allow the
contraction as one.

Yolo.

Again.

You know who
also didn't deliver?

Wynn Duffy.

But as you can
see, he's not here.

He had the sense
to run and hide.

But you stuck around.

That's a bold move.

Well, I wagered that you'd see that
success is in our mutual best interest.

You believe in God?

I do not.

But this is Bible
country, right?

You know the story
of Abraham and Isaac?

I do.

See, a lot of people
are troubled by the fact

that God asked Abraham
to do such a thing.

But truth be told, God
of the Old Testament...

Kind of a dick.

To me, the real
question is Abraham.

You know, why would he be willing
to entertain the idea of killing his son?

Well, conventional wisdom is he
was demonstrating his own faith.

I think that's wrong.

I think Abraham thought
about killing his own son

and was willing
to kill his own son

because God told him to do it.

God.

And when the most
powerful being in the universe

tells you to do something...

You do it.

And what has your God
told you to do, Mr. Augustine?

Kill Drew Thompson.

I see.

Well, if you want Drew Thompson,
you'll need Raylan Givens.

And if you want Raylan
Givens, you'll need me.

And if you want me...

I'm still gonna need $500,000.

You're so glad you
didn't ask for $2 million.

How long was it in the wall?

We moved here when I was 15.

The house that cocaine built.

So you kept Waldo's
ID in a bag, huh?

Like a trophy...

Prove you're badass, pulled
off the feat of the century?

No, it was more
practical than that.

I couldn't leave it in the
plane, couldn't throw it out.

Someone would have found it.

So you put it in a bag and
then gave that bag to Arlo?

He said he'd burn it.

Smell that? That's irony.

Our guys are with LPD Air
Ops, fuelling the helicopter.

It'll be wheels
up in 15 minutes,

another 30 minutes
in flight time.

We can't sit here
for another hour.

30 plus 15's 45.

The better part of an hour.

We don't know how
many men Tonin's sent.

You want the Battle
of Bloody Porch?

The what? The Wild Bunch.

Art, we got to move,
and we got to move soon.

KSP's not ready.

Got six units headed inbound.

They'll meet us over the pass.

Once we get to the highway,

we can have those units
leapfrog, shut down the on-ramps.

Go 80, 85, should make it
to Lexington in two hours.

They're holed up at
Raylan's daddy's home.

Option one... You
can hit them there.

But it's in a defensible position,
on a hill, good sight lines.

And you'd need at
least a dozen men,

heavy weapons, and be
okay losing half of them.

Who is he, and
why is he talking?

Meet Colt. We served
together in Desert Storm.

Mmm. Picker, how many
men you got coming?

We got Rigo and three others.

They should be here soon.

Well, it won't be soon enough.

Now, your man in the air
said he saw a tow truck,

which means the marshals can
push cars out of the way if needed,

which means Raylan Givens
intends on driving Drew out.

They're fuelling up a police
helicopter in Lexington.

This is the biggest
case in Raylan's career.

He will not wait on an airlift.

He will drive.

Now, he'll want to
avoid towns and civilians,

which means he
will take the pass.

Now, your option two...
Really, your only option

is to hit them right there.

We send all our men there?

Just one man... My man, Colt.

Not alone.

I could use a
shooter, a good one.

Colt? Mort.

Mort, Colt.

Here we go.

At least I ain't
gonna die today.

♪ On this lonely road

♪ Trying to make it home

♪ Doing it by my lonesome,
pissed off, who wants some?

♪ I'm fighting for my soul

♪ God get at your boy

♪ You try to bogard
Fall back, I go hard

♪ On this lonely road
Trying to make it home

♪ Doing it by my lonesome,
pissed off, who wants some?

♪ I see them long,
hard times to come ♪

What the hell?

What are you doing?

It's not right.

What's not right?

One abandoned car beside
the road is no big deal,

but two so close
together? That's weird.

That's Kentucky.

How about a third?

What are you thinking, IEDs?

I'm not thinking
confetti cannons.

Are you sure about this?

For all I know, I'm just having
a full-blown PTSD episode.

You get those a lot?

Only when I'm handling
firearms in public.

What are we doing, guys?

Pull up behind us, and
stay off the goddamn radio.

Lexington ground crew.
Air Ops just took off.

We got 30 minutes.
What do you say, Drew?

Want to play some
checkers, watch reruns on TV?

Well, I wouldn't mind
changing out of this.

Take a shower, maybe.

Look good for the press?

I want to look good when I go.

We all know this is it for me.

You ain't gonna shower. You ain't
gonna change. You ain't gonna die.

We're good at what we do.

Mmm-hmm.

Well, then I guess maybe I'd just
like to enjoy the view for a while.

We have a view?

How many years you live here?

I kept my head down growing
up, or else nose in a book.

You? A reader?

Hardy Boys, Stephen
King, whatever.

There's no frigate like a book.

Arlo.

Did you know we met in Vietnam?

Mnh-mnh. Saigon.

In front of a whorehouse
on Tu Do Street.

He was holding a Louis
L'Amour book in his hand.

Don't sound like him.

I thought, "Who the hell
stands in front of a whorehouse

"reading a book?"

I started to bust his chops.

Turned out some boonie rat
in his unit had slipped him LSD.

He was trying to find the
guy's name in the book

so he could
castrate the bastard.

That sounds like him.

Oh, I talked him down.
Took a few hours,

but, hell, I'd
already been laid.

We hit it off.

He told me to look him
up if I ever got in a jam.

That's what's on your mind in what
you see as the last moments of your life?

You asked me, son.

Now you don't
want to talk about it.

Don't even want a quiet moment

where you might even
think about your daddy.

Is that it? Is that why
I can't enjoy the view?

If I thought you were doing
anything other than trying

to figure a way out, I'd
give you some peace.

I'm done running, Raylan.

A leopard don't
change its spots, Drew.

What's up, Art?

Raylan, we've stopped down.

Tim's feeling a setup.

You think you've been blown?

It could be.

I think you should peel
off right now, go to the alt.

Will do.

Contact Air Ops. We got to move.

Let's go. Come on.

I have the cowboy
in the follow car.

Marshal driving the SUV.

Looks like a
statey in the truck.

No sign of Drew?

Too much tint.

They could have him in a trunk.

Give them a minute,
see if they move.

Well, what do we do? We go back?

Not if the car behind us is
filled with high explosives.

And you think it is?

I think so.

How could they pull this off?

Boyd has an Iraq and
Afghan veteran in his crew.

Colton Rhodes.

Ex-M.P., drummed out for drugs.

And you have his number?

Our paths have crossed.

Yeah. Hello, Bagram.

Well, hello, Deputy Dawg.

Speaker.

Am I right in saying that you were
in the sandbox before Afghanistan?

I am a double winner.

Is that why you
called, to ask me that?

Oh, why? You busy?

I am in the middle of something.

All right, I'll make it quick.

I'm writing a book set in Iraq.

There's a chapter where
a convoy of military police

is transporting a criminal,
and Lieutenant Dan...

He's our main guy,
he gets a bad feeling.

Forrest Gump. Huh?

There's a Lieutenant
Dan in Forrest Gump.

Oh, shit. You're
right. I'll change it.

Lieutenant Colt.

I would like a young Gerard
Depardieu to play me in the movie.

I'm honored.

Well, you should be. He's
a big guy, real badass...

Or he was. He's
kind of losing his grip.

When we meet him,
he's lost someone.

He started using dope
that he confiscated.

Yeah, but then we find
out that he's kicked again.

And anyone who thinks he's in any
way diminished is in for a big surprise.

Yeah, but he's the kind of
character might say he's kicked,

but we all know he's just
one broken shoelace away

from saying "screw it"
and picking up again.

How about you have him go into a
bar and pick a fight with some rangers,

and he sends a couple
of them to the hospital?

It's not a fantasy.

Anyway, he gets a bad feeling

when they pass an
abandoned vehicle,

sees a second and a third, so
he's thinking IEDs triggered by cell.

You ever come across
anything like that?

Me, personally?

No. But I did hear
about this one convoy,

couple of Frankensteins and
a gun truck on Highway 10.

So, the spotter, he calls a
halt between the first two cars...

Thinking the hajis will blow
the second if it moves forward,

and the first if it
tries to go back.

Well, how'd they get out of it?

Yeah, they didn't. Because
they were too afraid to move...

They just sat there
in their vehicles.

Pissing and shitting
in their helmets,

too afraid to toss
it out the windows

on account of possible snipers.

Then they ran out of food.

They started eating each other

till there was only one left,

and he blew his brains out.

Do you want to
know the sad part?

Oh, there's a sad part? Yeah.

Because they were
so afraid to move,

they never found out whether
or not the cars had explosives.

So basically, they all
died from being pussies.

They don't want to move?
We'll make them move.

Shoot the back
windows and sides,

but do not shoot the
drivers or the tires.

Got it?

And now?

Well, the good news
is I'm not flashing back.

But now they're gonna
try to make us move.

So what do we do? Move.

Holy shit.

They circled the wagons.

You're sure?

Well, all right, then.

It's a decoy. NICK: Mmm-hmm.

You can't catch
a break, can you?

Well, I got the convoy right.

It's just that the man
you're looking for ain't in it.

Yeah. Right. So now
we're still looking for him.

So, what's your solution?

Just let me think.

Mmm-hmm.

When did that helicopter
get up in Lexington?

Ten minutes ago. Awesome.

Yolo, go to the old man's house.

He won't be there.

That's a comment,
not a solution.

Well, if I didn't think I was
in deep shit before, I do now.

We ain't in deep shit because
my alma mater's a flawed redoubt.

We're in deep shit
because of you.

Derelict High School
wouldn't have been my move.

The fact is, all of this,
trail of dead included,

is 'cause you wouldn't
turn yourself in.

You want to keep
arguing with this fool

or figure out where the
hell we're gonna post up?

Hey, I ain't arguing with him.

Now he's funny.

Irony's not lost on
me that a high school

is my last stop before prison,

as they are about the same.

That's why I dropped
out and joined the army.

You went from high
school to Vietnam?

Out of the frying
pan, into the fire?

Except I wasn't humping
through the bush,

sidestepping land mines.

I was flying an O-1 Bird Dog,

having a grand, old
time on the high wire.

My goodness. You've
led the life of 10 men.

It's a wonder you keep straight
what's real and what's horse shit.

You going at me like this
'cause I had you fooled, Raylan?

No.

I am getting tired of the
folksy reminiscing, though.

Well, I was right under your
nose riding around for two days.

So, you'll be the big hero
who got Drew Thompson,

but you will be the butt
of a couple of jokes, too.

I got my man.

That's no joke.

Mmm, because you're
such a great marshal?

That's debatable, seeing as how

you got us pared down to three
people against a goddamn Apache raid.

Playing the part of a lawman
don't mean you know shit about shit.

I know desperate
moves when I see them.

Is that how you
want us to see you...

Drew, the underdog?

If you're implying that what I
did to get free of the Detroit mob...

What you did to Waldo Truth.

Was anything more than
desperation, you're wrong.

What did you do to Waldo?

I mean how?

Knock him over the head,
dump him out the plane?

Hold a gun on him,
make the man jump?

Or did you give him a smile and
a thumbs-up as he stepped out,

knowing you'd rigged his chute

and he was going to his death?

I took no pleasure
in what I did.

Hate to think of
it, even to this day.

Plus, the world's a much
better place without him.

That how you justified it?

Frankly, yes.

That's your thing, it seems.

You do what you got to
do to get what you want.

Question I have is, listening
to all this damn back-and-forth,

what do you want?

I want a shower and
a change of clothes.

But that ship has sailed.

Hey, Bob. What can I do for you?

Hey, Raylan. I'm at Arlo's.

A motion detector went off.

Yeah, no, it's all right.
We were just there.

Hey, where are you?
What's going on?

You wouldn't by
chance happen to be

at Evarts High
School, would you?

What?

Well, they're having
trouble with wire thieves,

so they asked me to put in some
motion detectors, and I got a text.

Okay. Listen.

Bob, you need to
get away from Arlo's.

Hey, is this one of yours?

Is what one of mine?

Truck come tearing
ass up the driveway.

Bob, hide.

Look, I understand you're
growing impatient, Mr. Augustine.

But we want the same thing.

I... I just need a
little more time.

Helicopter's landing
at the old man's house.

That would be true if
Raylan Givens was there,

but Raylan Givens is not there.

And you know this how?

We dug coal together.

They dug coal together.

Mmm-hmm.

Why don't you call Yolo?

Where are you?

He's at the house.

No sign of Givens or Drew.

What?

He's got a guy there who's
in some kind of a uniform.

What are you, a crossing guard?

I'm a town constable, duly elected
by the people of Harlan County.

He says he's a constable.

Yeah, I... I don't know
what that is, either.

Well, I just checked
his cell phone,

and it said he called Raylan
Givens five minutes ago.

Wait a second.

All right.

If the helicopter's not landing
there, where is it going to land?

There's a thousand places.

For anybody else, but
not for Raylan Givens.

Are you sure that
car's gonna go boom?

I am.

Hold up, Chief.

That marshal down there
was a sniper in the Rangers.

You take the shot that
you now do not have,

and give away our position,
he's gonna put holes in both of us.

Cousin Johnny, Ava?

What is the coolest,
most awesomest thing

ever happened to
us in high school?

Holy shit, you're right.

The astronaut.

The astronaut. And
what was he flying?

Helicopter. A helicopter.

Mr. Augustine, this astronaut
came to see us in high school.

He landed a helicopter
right on the baseball diamond.

A Deputy U.S. Marshal is gonna
gun up and hole out in a school?

It's in the town of Evarts.

It's empty. It has been so
ever since they consolidated.

Now, if you will let me
take your man, here...

What's your name? Picker.

Picker.

If you will let me take Picker,

I will bring you Drew
Thompson back, dead or alive.

Go. Take him.

Hey, Yolo.

See if uniform boy knows anything
about them being in a high school, okay?

Good.

They call me "Yolo." You
know what that means?

Yolo. Uh...

"You only... You
only live once."

That's true. You
only live once. Yeah.

And you know when I say it?

When shit is about to get real.

And guess what?

Shit's about to get real.

Mmm-hmm.

Come on. Tell me where he is.

Is he in the school, huh?

Oh, man. Look.
Look. I don't know.

I don't know who you're
talking about, all right?

Drew. I'm talking about Drew.

All right, uh...
What, the... Drew?

The... The... The...
The doctor on TV?

Oh!

Aah! Son of a bitch!

Tell me where he is!
Tell me where Drew is!

I won't say! I won't say. I
won't say. Come on. Come on.

He's... He's, uh...

Come on. Tell me where he is.

Like Nancy Drew?

Oh! Okay...

Aah! Aah! Okay! Okay!

I won't tell you.
I won't tell you.

Look. I swear to God. I'm about
to... I'm about to really hurt you, okay?

I'm really about to hurt you...

I know! ...if you do
not tell me where he is.

Okay. He's... Where is Drew?

He's... He's...

Drew-bacca? Drew-bacca.

Where is he?

Aah! Drew-la-la?

Come on. Just tell
me where he is, huh?

Come on! Tell me where Drew is.

He's... Tell me, Bob!

Tell me where he is! Come on!

Drew... Drew... Drew Mama.

Drew Mama.

You're a funny
guy. You know that?

You got some balls on you.

You know what?
I really like you.

And because of that, I'm
gonna let you have a break.

Oh, God. Have a break, okay?

Take a breather. Get my breath.

Yeah, catch your
breath. There you go.

Okay? You catch your breath.

Shit, you're wearing me out.

You doing okay?

No! No.

Okay. I didn't think so.

Okay.

Do they have Drew at the school?

Drew... Ohh!
Drew... Drew-sitania?

Drew-sitania.
Drew-sitania. Drew-sitania.

I... I don't even know
what that means.

Oh, shit. I think I broke him.

Come on, little guy. Get up.

Aah!

Bob. Ray... Raylan.

It's all right.

Yeah.

Well, did he say anything?

You tell him we're
at the school?

No.

No.

Well, I just saw their helo
fly off in your direction.

You need to get
the hell out of there.

Got it.

Bob. Listen to me.
We got to move.

You able to walk?

Yeah.

Why don't you carry me?
How about you carry me?

Okay.

"Drew-bacca," huh?

Yeah, it just came right out.

It's 5:30.

You can tell what
time it is in Harlan

without looking at your watch.

That's the 5:30 coal train.

Fifteen minutes until
the helo gets here.

Well, then, by 6:00, I'll
either be in the air or...

In heaven, if that's the direction
I'm headed, which I doubt.

You'll be in the air.

We're good!

We have a problem.

My God. What happened?

What happened is Bob's
a tough son of a bitch.

Get up.

Here.

It's too soon to be ours.

And that's the problem.

We don't know how many
they have or what they might do.

They could crash a car
through the front doors,

send men through the windows.

We could spread out, put
one of us at each corner,

but there's four
corners, only three of us.

You could have four.

I want you to know I
can be the man I became,

not just the man I was.

What are you thinking?

Thinking we get up to the roof, take
cover, pick off any dare approach.

You best with a
rifle or a shotgun?

Whatever you care to part with.

See, Rachel?

There it is. That's his angle.

Listen, Shelby, Drew,
whoever you are.

There's something
you need to understand.

You are a criminal.

You understand?
You're on that side.

Rachel, Bob, and
I, we're on this side.

Now, I like arguing with you,

but I ain't handing
you a goddamn gun.

What about Art and Tim?

They're still stopped.

Tim, we need to
go back up Raylan.

Are you sure that
thing's gonna blow?

I am.

We need to get on it.

That's what I'm doing.

Molotov cocktail, huh?

I haven't seen one of those since
that Guns n' Roses concert in 1989.

Shit. What the hell
we gonna do now?

Now I'm gonna go have a word.

A word?

Try to convince
them they can't win.

You got your gun?

I... I got... Yeah.

Take Yoda's. Yolo's.

Whatever. You got 12 in
the clip, one in the throat.

I'm a law-enforcement
professional. I'm familiar.

Bob, don't shoot
unless you have to.

What constitutes "have to"?

You see you're gonna die
if you don't, pull the trigger.

- Stay frosty.
- Stay frosty.

Is that you, Boyd?

For the record, that
makes me two for two.

For the record,
it doesn't matter.

Who's your friend?

His name's Picker.

Hmm.

I didn't ask to think
if he played guitar.

You Givens? RAYLAN: Mmm-hmm.

You know why we're here, right?

Yeah. Boyd, what was
the name of that astronaut?

You know, I don't recall.

He was a big deal.
Went up to the moon.

He swung the golf club, Raylan.

He drove the car.

Raylan, I was the one
enamored with space flight.

I'm pretty sure I'm
right on this one.

He drove the
car. I'll bet a dollar.

Well, I don't have it on
me now, Raylan, but...

Oh, for Christ's sake. Right.

Jesus. Raylan, you know I like

a good conversation as
much as anybody, but...

But, uh, being as
matters are pressing?

Why don't you just hand over
Drew Thompson to these...

Well, I won't say nice, but...

People, and save you and
me a whole lot of trouble?

Your buddy's right. RAYLAN: Mmm.

I don't give a rat's
ass about you.

Just Thompson.

Well, first off, I ain't
handing over anyone,

or, generally speaking, doing
anything either of you say.

And secondly, and
perhaps more important,

you two come any further,
you're gonna have a bad afternoon.

Now we're having fun.

Raylan, just listen to reason.

It's just the two of you?

Why don't you come back
when you got a few more guys.

Meantime, I'll be upstairs.

You want to continue
this conversation,

I won't be too tough to find.

He wants Butch and
Sundance, he'll get it.

He's usually a little more
fair-minded. Not today.

As long as you're inviting
people, make it a party.

It's okay. It's me, Bob.

What happened?

They're calling for backup.

Then?

Then they're coming in.

But you... You got
it handled, right?

I figure I bought us
maybe five minutes.

All right, well, then,
I... I ought to say this.

Don't.

Okay.

Four cars, and not one
goddamn cigarette lighter

that isn't being used to
charge a goddamn cell phone,

and none of you smoke.

Nobody smokes?

This is Kentucky, not Sausalito.

What's wrong with you people?

Well, damn!

I thought you were
gonna throw it!

God damn!

Well?

I think if there had
been explosives,

it would have been
bigger than tha...

Holy shit. Let's go!

Let's go.

Wait.

Holy shit.

What?

I was wrong. Drew's there.

Where?

Look between the SUV
and the marshal's car.

I don't see anything.
He's right there!

It's not him. Oh,
for Christ's sake!

Give me that.

Oh, you're right.
That's not him.

Can I get you
anything, Mr. Augustine?

I'm gonna have a smoke.

I haven't indulged
in I don't know when.

But circumstances being what
they are, I figure what the hell?

Hmm.

Hmm.

All the bad habits I tried to
quit, smoking was the hardest,

as you can see.

Did you know that for
every 10 years you smoke,

your face will age 14 years?

I read that on the Internet.

If nobody minds, I would
like to have a drink with this.

One hand full makes the
other one feel so lonely.

Why are you talking?

Huh?

Oh, you don't
like that question?

Let me ask you another.

How many dicks you got to suck

to get to the top of the
food chain around here?

It's got to be a ton of dicks.

It's got to be, like,
morning, noon, and night.

Like, ever since you were 14.

It's got to be like, the alarm
goes off, "I'm sucking dick."

"Where's another
dick I can suck?"

Dick, dick, dick.

Go to bed, suck a
dick. Dicks, dicks, dicks.

It's got to be a ton. I mean, a
small-time, blond girl like you,

looking for a better life?

Plenty of girls like you,
but what sets you apart?

Extraordinary vacuuming skills.

It's got to be, right?

Is that why they let you
run the whorehouse?

Because you train the
girls in your off hours?

Just like, "Okay, girls."

I'm a businesswoman,
Mr. Augustine.

Oh.

In that you attach yourself to
whatever guy gets you what you want?

Please just answer my question.

How many tweaker dick
heads did you have to suck off

before you got to this
wonderful place in your life?

You know what? I
feel like a brandy.

Kind of drink I imagine
you folks up north enjoy.

Hell, I might
acquire a taste for it.

You know, your Boyd, there,

he's got a real
heart of a champion.

He is willing to do whatever it
takes to get what it is that he wants.

But what about you?
What are you willing to do?

What are you willing to take?

All right. Enough.

Or give?

You really love Boyd, don't you?

That ring he got you,
where'd he get it from...

One of those claw
machines at Denny's?

He must be good at that machine,

'cause it's hard to get
something, you know.

It's always lifting
up, then it drops.

Come on. Show me your tits.

I want to see them.

I want to see what
got you to the top...

All right, enough, God damn it!

Oh, really, Johnny?

Oh, we're gonna put on a show?

Just stop talking.

Ooh.

Wait. You're... You're serious?

I thought you were playing a...

Oops.

Shit.

What's going on?

Ava, don't listen to a
word this man says.

Oh, me and my mouth.

Somebody say something!

What'd you do?

This is heartbreaking.

Don't tell her, Johnny.

He went to Duffy!

He made his play, a while ago.

'Cause guys don't have to really
suck dicks to get what they want.

They just need to
betray someone.

Is what you're saying is
that you want a blowjob?

I always want a blowjob.

Hmm.

That...

Maybe I hitched myself
to the wrong man?

Clearly.

That you're the one to take
me to the promised land.

Time will tell.

Ava.

Ava, don't.

What are you gonna do, Johnny?

Gonna finish what you started?

You gonna shoot me?

Try to understand.

Oh, you... Don't
explain. Just shoot!

What? Can't you?

Ava...

I... I love you.

Oh, that's sweet.

Wow. Okay.

I see what you like about her.

Okay, pal. Open it.

Raylan Givens, are you in there?

The principal's office, huh?

I thought the metaphor was apt.

Well, they got a chair in
there with my name on it?

You think they would, as many
times as I walked in that room.

You're welcome to
come in and look for it.

Go on.

Well, I think what he
means by "come on in"

is he will shoot whoever
walks through that door.

I know. Go on.

Raylan, old friend?

I don't know if you can
tell from in there, but, uh...

We got a whole lot of men on the
other side of this door, like you asked.

Splendid.

I don't think you
understand, Raylan.

It's all on the line.

Meaning they want you
to come through first?

You got 10 seconds.

Nine, eight...
Raylan? Seven, six...

Any last words? Raylan!

Something ain't right.
This ain't like him. Five...

Four, three...

Wait a second.
Thompson's not in there.

I'm telling you. One!

Hold your fire.

He is right. Drew's not here.

Hasn't been here for some time.

You want to come in,
take a look... I don't mind.

You just do it real slow.

Real, real slow.

Who's he?

Uh, he's the man
who killed Yoo-hoo.

Yolo. Whatever.

Him?

People underestimate
Bob at their peril.

Okay. What next?

Well, now, you ask
again where Drew went,

and then you threaten
to kill us if we don't tell.

Just keep in mind Bob
looks the way he does

'cause he wouldn't talk.

Him setting the bar so high,

I figure I got to
hold out myself, so...

I guess you kill us.

Fine by me.

You don't hear that?

I believe those
are friends of mine.

So you can try to kill us.

But then they're gonna
show up and kill you.

Everybody loses, or...

You could be on your way...

And just promise me that we'll get
together and do this again someday.

Where the hell are you going?

Well, you heard him. Drew ain't
here, and they ain't gonna talk.

And you want to stay and
kill the marshals, that's on you.

But that ain't what
I signed up for.

Well, what if we just kill you?

Because, Mr. Picker, your God
has much bigger problems than me.

You promise me, too, Boyd.

You can count on it, Raylan!

We're clear.

They skedaddled fast.

Smart enough to
know they'd lost.

Well, I thought
I'd had a fun day.

Quick question... Where's Drew?

You want to tell them,
Bob? It was your idea.

Well, you... You think you'd
need a car or a helicopter

to get out of Harlan,
but there's another way.