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Justified: City Primeval...

- What is that there?

It's a
Stanley Garlick.

It was misappropriated.

- It breaks my heart
to part with it.

Wasn't there a
suspect you guys brought in?

Afghanistan vet,
name of Darrold Woods.

We know he didn't do
it. Mansell did it.

- You want him, you better find
him quick, or he'll be dead.

Sweeton and Mansell,
having come into possession

of Judge Guy's book, are
using it to shake down

the people they find inside.

- We have a chance to
do this a different way.

- My name is in that book.

- Help us or everybody reads
about it in the free press.

What would it cost
to get that page destroyed?

- I guess that depends on you.

Man's name is Clement Mansell.

He's gotta go. Kill Mansell.

You bring the book?

- You bring me some money?
- Let's move.

God damn, Marshal,

people gonna think
we're in love.

- He's clean. WENDELL:
The hell you say?

Cigarettes, lighter,
a couple of breath mints.

- Am I actually watching
this man walk away right now?

I gotta go out
listening to your honky,

chicken fat bullshit?

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What you talking about,

you ain't made no money?

Come on, man.

The place is packed.

Now his face all red.

Vein running up
all up to the top

of his bald-ass head.

I guess he don't like
me calling him a cheat.

I told him.

"I'm tired of your
bullshit excuses, man."

I look at him in the eye,
and I say, "You see my hand?

"You know what it's
doing in my pocket?"

"Well it ain't
playing with my dick."

"I got a .22, and it's
pointed at yo dick."

- So did you?

- Did I what?

- Have a .22?

- Hell nah.

Fuck.

- So what's up with
that little princess

you got with you tonight?

- Who, Carolyn?

- She your daughter?

- Nah, nah, her moms
went out tonight.

I just babysit sometimes.

Told her pops that, you know,

I'd look out for
his little girl.

- What happened to her daddy?

- He worked a line at GM,
and when the plant closed...

He died of a rough life, man.

Broken heart.

- Any guy that works a
straight job is a chump.

- Hey, baby girl.

Thought I told you to
wait in the dressing room.

- Y'all wanna see something?

- Man, let's get the girl
home so we can hit Indigo.

- Yeah, man.

- Let's let Carolyn
decide, all right?

You wanna see what
I been working on?

Watch your step now.

So... what you think?

Damn, Marcus.

What the hell is this?

- It's my bar.

Or it's gonna be.

I put a down payment.

Yeah, don't look like much now,

but I'ma put a bar
along this wall here,

and over there, I'm
gonna put a pool table

somewhere over here.

On this side, got some
booths along this wall

and over here, in the
corner by the door,

a big-ass jukebox.

Yeah.

Gonna play only
music I wanna play.

Gonna serve only the
people I wanna serve.

Getting too old for this shit.

- I think it's gonna
be fucking cool.

Whoa.

Yeah.

Yeah.

It's gonna be cool.

Anyone
we should call?

I'm sorry.

- He was a chump.

I got a brother
in White Rock, New Mexico.

Nothing out there but blue skies

and puffy clouds.

Not a lot of human beings,

which sounds pretty
good right about now.

- Before you go
getting your luggage...

- You sure you can use it?

- I'm sure.

- You're back late.

What is that?

Did you burn something?
- Sandy, tell me what you see.

- It's not tropical water
and a white sand beach.

I can tell you that.

- Anything missing?

- No.

- Where's the painting?

- I sold it.

We need to leave Detroit.

- We'll leave Detroit when
I say we leave Detroit.

- You're mad because of
that stupid painting?

Nobody even wanted
that piece of shit.

I went to...
- I did.

- I got sneakers worth
more than that thing.

- You threw away
a Stanley Garlick.

- Who gives a shit
about Stanley Garlick?

- Heard Sweety's got torched.

With him in it,
from the looks of things.

You got a minute?

- This what I think it is?

- It's what I need
you to find out.

Quietly would be good,
quickly'd be even better.

- Ballistics hears we like this

for the gun that
killed Judge Guy,

it'll go to the top of the list.

Give me 24 hours.

What happened, moron?
You lose your fucking keys?

Hey, Sandy.

- Hey.

We alone?

You mean
is Clement here?

No. But Del called.

He's coming back this weekend.

- I saw Skender.

He's gonna be crippled
the rest of his life.

Now you can say,

"Oh, my goodness,
what happened?"

and we can throw that back
and forth for a while,

or you can tell me
how you feel about it.

- I don't have to talk to
you, so I don't think I will.

- I have the gun, Sandy.

Here we go.

You think I'm gonna
testify against Clement?

I mean, even if he was
paralyzed from the neck down

and had to be fed with a spoon,

even if you swear you were
gonna put him away forever

like they told me the last time,

I wouldn't do it, and
thank Christ I didn't,

because he walked, didn't he?

- He ain't gonna walk this time.

- Bullshit.

You don't know.

The only way in the world
I'll tell you right now

I'd ever testify against Clement

is if he was dead and buried

with a stake through his heart,
and even then, I'd be nervous.

You can send me to
jail if you want.

I'm not saying one fucking word.

- Why do you stay with him?

- He's fun.

- All I want you
to do is listen.

I'm not asking you to testify.

You're not seeing the
point here, Sandy,

'cause when he gave it to you,

I don't think he meant
for it to get to me.

Shit. RAYLAN: Yeah.

How you think he's gonna feel
when he finds out I have it,

the gun he used to kill Judge
Alvin Guy and Rose Doyle,

now Marcus Sweeton last night.

- Sweety's dead?

- And his bar burned
to the ground.

- Oh, Jesus.

- How you feeling? You okay?

- I feel like I'm
in big trouble.

- I ever tell you about
the story about Oklahoma?

A day like any other day.

And then it changed.

The sky turned dark.

Mama was, uh... indisposed,

'cause that's what people do.

They fucking let you down.

I waited patiently
for him to leave.

I think his name was
Dalton or some shit.

He worked a rig down
in Glenn Pool Field.

He wasn't the first
asshole from Glenn Pool

to be in her bed,
but he was the last.

'Cause once his car
disappeared down the dirt road,

grabbed my .22,

shoved 3 inches of
steel down her throat,

'cause the very last thing
I wanted my mama to see

before I told her to
close her eyes tight

and pulled the trigger...

was her son's face.

Then I drove her one county over

and buried her where no
one can ever find her.

Or my story's just bullshit.

She got... a tornado
carried her away.

- You took the only
father I've ever known.

Fuck your mother...

and fuck you.

I don't represent
you...

- I came by here because I
thought you might understand.

- But I can come
back any time I want.

- Hi, baby.

- Hi, baby.

- Oh, you.

Don't sound so sad.

- It is how you make me.

- The nurses said that
you're gonna go home soon

to the Venus.

- You should not be here.

- I screwed up, okay, but
I wanna make this right.

So did I set you
up to get robbed?

I did.

Did I hook you good,
let you take me out,

and spend money
on this and that?

I did.

But you gotta believe me, honey,

I never, ever thought

that you'd get hurt like
as bad as this any...

- No.

There is nothing you can say.

You have broken my heart...

And also my leg.

- I know.

I really, really,
really, messed up.

My whole life has been
about bad choices,

but I meant what I said to you.

I do think you're a
sweet guy and cool.

And, you know, if there is a way

that we could start
over and get away,

just get away together...

Would you have me?

- You are a dead woman.

- Hey.

Carolyn, what's wrong?

- Sandy!
- Shit.

Shit, shit, shit, shit.

- What's, uh, going on?

- Nothing, Clement.

- Nothing from
nothing is nothing,

but it's gotta be something.

Do you love me?

- What's that supposed to
mean? Of course I love you.

- I'm being serious.

Do you love me?

- Well, sure I do.

I mean, I... from the very
first moment I saw you

working the counter
at Nordstrom's...

- Then how come you never
play me any of your shit?

Whole catalog of masterpieces
just sitting around

waiting to be discovered.

All these songs, all this time,

and yet you hadn't ever
played me any of them.

- Well, you see, the mood is...

- Never, not once.

How's that supposed
to make me feel?

- You really wanna
hear the way I sing?

- Yes, Clement.

Jesus, what am I even
talking about here?

- Sandy, darling, I'm...

I'm gonna get you a
copy of that tape,

and I am going to
play you my shit.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

I think you been missing, uh,

some of Dr. Mansell's
special treatment.

- Yeah, I missed you.

- Mm.
- Yeah?

- Oh, yeah.

Baby girl, from here on out,

every word and every song

and every note.

- He put his hands on me.

When I was about ten or so...

The school called my mother

and said, "Ms. Thomas,
Carolyn's okay.

But Dwayne tried to choke her,
though he didn't mean to."

Sweety found out.
He was mad as hell.

He took me to the Joe Louis Gym,

he laced up my gloves,

and he showed me
how to hold my own.

- You take care of poor Dwayne?

- You have the murder weapon.

How are you gonna put
Mansell's prints on it?

What's happening?

- She brought in Darrold Woods.

And we are
now going back to Alana

who's in the field
with breaking news.

We have
received reports

that a person of interest is
in custody for the murders

of Judge Alvin Guy

and Wayne County Court
Clerk Rose Doyle.

That suspect is Darrold Woods,

an Afghan vet who was questioned

and released on the
night of the murders

and has now been detained
as new information

has come to light.

We are working to get more
information about Woods,

who, it appears,
has no fixed address

but has been arrested

a handful of times over
the last few years,

mostly on drug-related charges.

- Sandy!

Sandy!

God...

- That's my kimono.

Woman's
lying there dead.

Is that right?

I already
told you this.

Just trying to
refresh our memory, Darrold.

The woman's
lying there dead.

Yes.

What was that,
Darrold? - Yes.

- What did you burn her with?

Darrold?

I just
touched her a little.

What'd you touch
her with, your dick?

No! MAUREEN:
You killed her!

Do you
see a gun on me?

Shit, no.

Where'd you touch her?

- Like around her legs and shit.

- You touch her
with a cigarette?

Lit cigarette?

You burn her after you
killed her or before?

Here's what happened, Darrold.

You murdered Judge Guy,

took Rose Doyle to a
secluded golf course,

smoked a little PCP,
took that cigarette,

and you burned her,
'cause that's what you do.

Then you killed her
and had sex with her.

- I didn't kill nobody.
- Yes, you did, Darrold.

Found this gun in your things.

Ballistics matched
it up with the one

that killed that judge.

You know what that means?

- I want a lawyer.

Feels like I
should have brought

a bouquet of roses,
performance like that.

But then, I did give
you the goddamn gun.

- Would you mind running
this back down to evidence?

- Are you in the book, too,
or are you just an asshole?

Tell me I'm wrong.

Tell me I'm not seeing this,

because I don't
wanna believe it.

- We appreciate all
you've done here, Marshal.

But you can go ahead and
get back down to Florida,

see that little girl of yours.

Take care.

- Del?

- No, not Del,

but I do have old
Del's phone here,

as I guess you
might have figured.

Where are you?

- I'm just out.

I'm just picking
us up some food.

- Oh, yeah, with all
your worldly possessions

and my goddamn money?

Listen, I'm gonna make
this real simple, honey.

You come on back,
give me what's mine,

and we won't have
another Skender situation

on our hands.

But if you don't,

I'm gonna take it out
on your buddy here,

and then I'm gonna
come looking for you.

- Well, afraid that
didn't go too good

for you there, partner.

Paging passengers
on flight DL1071.

Your flight to Nassau,
Bahamas is now boarding.

- Look, quarter of these
guys cooling their jets

waiting for sentencing
up in Wayne County...

They didn't do what they're
being tried and convicted for.

But they did other stuff
that they got away with.

Now I'm okay with that,

and even them, deep, deep down,

they know why they're there.

Does that make me an asshole?

Maybe.

But I never sent some
poor devil up the river

I know didn't do it
just to get a win.

- Oh, hey, been thinking
about something.

Can you explain what Twitter is?

- Uh, it's an aggregate,
um, social media...

Platform where...

- Whoa, just a second,
got a phone call.

Just when we were
starting to lose hope.

I'm sorry, baby.
I... I got scared, okay?

The Albanians and then that
shit about the painting,

it just... it didn't seem

like you were listening
to a word I said.

Oh, what can I say?

End of the day, I'm
just a damn caveman.

I can't help myself.

But, honey, I am really
sorry, and I want you to know

now I'm ready to listen.

- You promise?

- I do.

Where are you?

- I'm at the airport,

but I'll come back
to Del's right now

as long as you promise
you won't hurt him.

No, you don't have
to come all the way back here.

There's a Radisson
near the airport.

They have a nice little bar.

We have a nice drink,
talk this thing out,

and then we get on a
plane to paradise, baby,

just like you wanted.

- You sure you wouldn't rather
I just come back to the condo?

Nah.

Be good to get out.

See you in a jiff.

Hmm.

- He wants to meet at the...

- Sandy, I got it from here.

- Are you sure?

You are gonna get him, right?

'Cause I... I wanna
do things different.

Like, I wanna go back to school.

I could do hair or be an
entrepreneur, you know,

like, meet a nice
guy, like you said.

Like, I wanna... live honest.

- I'm gonna need your phone.

- Can I at least delete
some pictures first?

I really
appreciate the hospitality,

and if it makes you
feel any better,

when I do find Sandy,

I'm gonna make her pay
enough for both of us.

- We're gonna meet.

- Where?

Radisson Hotel bar.

- Uh, why don't
you hold up a beat?

Come take me out
for a drink, cowboy.

- I'll see you when it's done.

- Okay.

- Oh, Sandy.

One of these days, that girl's
gonna get me in trouble.

She's cute, ain't she?

Gets stoned too much.

Keep telling her quit
smoking that queer shit

and drink like a normal person.

- Some people, you can't
tell them anything.

- Ain't that the truth?

- But as long as they
don't tell on you.

- What's in the
bag? Your lunch?

Yeah, it's my lunch.

He's gonna want
another one of those.

- You gonna join me?

- I got something
I gotta do first.

- Mm.

Y'know, I'm actually
glad you came by

because I've had
some business come up

I've gotta tend to,

so it's about time
for me to leave town.

- Is that right?

- Want you to know it's
not on account of you

or these goddamn Albanians.

There's no reason for
me to sit around here

with my thumb up my
ass, so I'm moving on.

- When, tonight?

- Maybe.

- Okay.

Guess I'll see you later then.

- You want me to think
you know more than you do?

Wait a minute, as long
as you're confident

all Sandy told me was
where you're gonna be,

you got nothing to worry about.

- That ain't your lunch, is it?

No, it ain't my lunch.

It ain't a bag of
doughnuts either.

You want it?

Here.

We getting
tricky, are we?

You want me to put my prints
on someone else's murder gun.

It loaded?

- Mm.

You can check it if you want.

Just short two rounds we fired
in ballistics, that's all.

It is what you
wanted, wasn't it?

Come on. I don't
think you're serious.

Right here?

Little too close,
don't you think?

- You wanna go outside
or up on the roof?

We can go outside if you want.

Less chance of getting
shot in the balls.

- You're trying to spook me
into signing some statement.

Man, you are going
way around to do it.

- I don't want a statement.

You sign a confession,
we come up in court,

you say it was under
duress or coercion,

some chickenshit thing.

This is fair, isn't it?

You said you wanted
a shooting match.

Let's go.

- Just grab the gun, huh?

- Anytime you want, do it.

- Gentlemen, you can
both be handing over

your guns now, please.

- You might wanna be
careful getting your prints

on that one.

So, where
we headed, fellas?

Oh, we should go see
Skender in the hospital.

Tough crowd.

I ever tell you a
story of my mama...

- Come again?

It's old Albanian saying.

Silence is a golden moment.

Toma, the Walther in
that bag is a murder weapon.

Put this knucklehead
away for two lifetimes.

- This is murder weapon.

Mm-hmm.

How 'bout you let me do my job?

- Remember how it was
when we left Albania?

Every weekend, a
fucking heartbreak.

10 are shot, 15
killed in explosion.

Became normal,
killing to save lives,

to take from those
who took from us.

But then we came here, and it

was a good life, yes?

But now here we are.

Sometimes the old ways
are the only ways.

Drive.

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