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What are-- What are your plans?
Are you busy later or--

You should stop by my place.

Are you there right now?

Yeah, I'm at my apartment
right now.

I just got off work
like 30 minutes ago.

So, uh, what'd you do today?

I actually went out
with this guy.

Was he cool? Yeah. I mean, he
was cool. He was pretty funny, I guess.

I didn't have
anything else to do, so--

So is that the only reason you're
here? No, I didn't mean it like that.

Do you know a guy
named Wesley Kent?

He was kind of
a funny guy I went--

So, where you from?

All over the place, really.

My parents are separated
and my father was in the military,

so we kind of
traveled everywhere.

I've been to Australia,
Denver, Brazil, Chicago.

I've been to so many places.

What are you studying?
Um--

Well, if I'm not famous by
the time I'm 40, as a singer--

I'm studying medicine.
Cardiology.

Mending broken hearts.
Yeah.

All right, Wes, it's my
turn for interrogation.

Describe yourself in one word.

Ask one of my friends.
That's five.

Well, one word's not enough.

All right, what's your
favorite kind of music?

Uh, anything. Everything.

Everything but Country.
How about you?

Nothing but.

Time is like a fistful of sand.

It seems like
the tighter you grasp,

the faster it runs
through your fingers.

In my profession, however,
time is limited,

and every minute
is calculated...

because midnight knows
what noon never saw coming.

Historians
will look back and say...

not only was this
the greatest fighting force...

in the history of the world,

but all of you also represented
the values of America...

in an exemplary way.

I could not be prouder.

I want you to understand
I know it's still tough,

know the battle's not yet over.

Some of your buddies
are gonna get injured.

Some of your buddies
may get killed.

Welcome back, soldier.

There's gonna be heartbreak
and pain and difficulty ahead.

But there's a light
on the horizon...

because of the sacrifices
you've made.

And that's the reason why...

for Michelle and me,
nothing's more important...

than looking after
your families while you're here.

And I want everybody here to
know that when you get home,

we are gonna be there for you
when you're in uniform,

and we will stay there for you
when you're out of uniform...

because you've earned it.

You've earned a special place
in our hearts.

So as your commander in chief,

and on behalf
of a grateful nation,

I'm proud to finally say
these two words--

And I know your families agree--

Welcome home.

Welcome home!

Welcome home.

♪

Did it overheat? We need to
get this truck running right now.

Here's the thing, man. We just got
a quick, H.V.-standard hop-and-pop.

Okay? Per S.O.P.
Nothin' big.

Is this gonna be
like the last time, at Haditha?

I hope not.

Boy almost
lost his beans on that.

Damn. You hear that?

We need to get in cover now.

Get down. Get down!

There's a lot of fire
going down in there.

Hey, boss, is there anything
on the radio going?

Roger that. We got a convoy less
than a klick away under heavy fire.

All right, I'll tell ya
what. Change of mission.

We'll go
help these guys out first.

Let's get 'em out of there.
Same way we always do it.

Rock and roll, boys.
Let's go!

Let's go.

Give me cover fire!

We got one down!
We got one down!

Captain, judging
from linguistics,

these guys
are definitely not Afghani.

I think we got pirates.
Weapon malfunction.

All right.
I'll tell you what--

Man down!
Man down!

- Man down! Man down!
- We got a man down!

I need that medevac now!

Dust-off 32,
this is Viking 12. Over.

Now!

How's he doing?
Talk to me.

He's not doing to well.
Come on, A.J. Hang in there.

Hang in there. Come on.
You hang in there, buddy.

This is Dust-off 32.

We have danger close.
I repeat, danger close.

Dust-off 23,
this is Viking 13. Over.

A.J., hold on, man.

Hold on, A.J.

Another man down! Get
'em up here. Get 'em up here.

You get up.
You get up now!

Come on, babe.
You're all right.

You got this.
Get back in the fight.

♪

Oh!

Hey there, Kent.

Well, hey there, Kent.

You got taller.

- You got shorter.
- Yeah, well.

What are you doing here?

I just got home.

You seem shocked.

It's-- I know.
It's so good to see you.

It's good to be home.

So how's Memphis doing?

He's riding well.
And you?

I'm riding well.

Good.
Yeah.

So where's old man Miller?

What, are you assuming
that you still have a room here?

Well, you know, I was hoping.

That's if you guys didn't
turn it into a sauna yet, so--

Plus, I'm sort of looking
for another job now.

Oh.
Yeah.

That is, of course,
if you still need me.

So why the sad face?

No, it's-- it's just weird...

seeing you sitting there.

I'm very... happy.

It's just in a weird way, you're
sitting there, but it's like...

you shouldn't be sitting there.

It almost is like--

It's really hard to explain.

So why-- why are you back?
Why are you--

You didn't call.

Have you talked to Mom?

Last Christmas.

What about Dad?

Last Christmas.

You know, there's not really
much of an opportunity.

They're doing well though.

Yeah?
Yeah.

That's good.
Yeah.

It's been really hard.

I can imagine.

Yeah. Um--

It's like I haven't
even had a brother at all...

for the last five years,

and now you're sitting
right across from me.

Now you're sitting
right across from me.

I'm just not used
to seeing you here.

It's okay though.

We, um--

Well, let's-- let's throw
you a coming-home party.

Sounds good.

Mommy, there's a man in army
clothes standing at the door.

Hey, Crystal.

I, uh--

I know it's been a long time.

I just wanted to apologize.

I know--

It felt like
it should have been me...

being the one to tell you.

And, uh, I just wanted to come
here and give my condolences.

And I had some
of A.J.'s stuff.

You know,
just locker-room things.

I'm sure that he'd want you
to have them, so--

You know, I can't
even imagine what-- No.

No, you can't imagine.

Wesley Kent.

You come down here
with a war of words...

that hit me from the floor
to the ceiling,

and you don't have
the decency...

to show some emotion
about A.J.?

Just tell me
you're sorry he's dead.

You know damn well
he went over there for you.

Nah, he went there for--

That's a damn lie!

He went over there
to look after you.

You're the one
who dragged him...

into the middle of that mess
with you a million miles away.

Don't you get it, Kent?

He wasn't just your friend,
you know.

That man was my man.

He was my husband
and he was her father.

Why couldn't it have been you?

Huh?

I see you standing here, Kent.

Why couldn't it have been you?

Why aren't you dead?

You're so messed up you couldn't
even be there for your own woman...

because I was the one
who buried her.

It was me who was there...

when Aspen died
in that car accident.

I was the one who buried her.

I was the one who had
to go identify the body.

A month has gone by,

and you don't even have the
civility to make a phone call?

You don't have the dignity
to show up at her funeral.

Look at you.

Standing here all righteous
in your camouflage suit.

Army man.

And you know I have to bury him.

You've gone, and left me to be
the pallbearer and the repiner...

while you just stand here
all virtuous.

Well, let me
ask you something, Kent.

Who the hell
is gonna bury me when I die?

Just who the hell
is gonna bury me?

Mommy, why are you yelling?

Mommy's okay, sweetheart.

Go in, okay?
I'll be right there.

You don't even know.

Come on.

Aspen?
Yeah.

Jessie.
Why don't you introduce me?

Aspen is it? My
name is Kent. Hi.

Aspen.
Yeah.

You stole my parking spot.

Oh. Sorry.
I thought you gave it up.

I think you stole it.
Well, then, maybe I did.

Nice to meet you, Wes.

So you knew my dad?

Yeah.

Your dad and I
were good friends.

My daddy gave me this
before he died.

It must be very special.

Happened about four weeks ago.

She was driving on Lafayette
and her car rolled over.

Happened around 2:00 a.m.

That's really all I know.

I mean,
that's all they're saying.

You know her old man
is running for governor,

so some people think he's
trying to cover up the details.

You seem to be implying that
there's some sort of conspiracy...

behind the traffic accident.

Well, a couple of people said
there was another car involved,

like it looked like her
vehicle was hit head-on,

but the cops said
it was just a rollover.

Some of the locals
who support Bud Rowe...

think that Mayor Malverne
is up to something dirty.

Paying off the cops or whatever.

Malverne was always
a little tricky.

And I assume that...

Sheriff Thompson is still
sitting in that leather seat.

Of course.

He was never a straight shooter.

I remember this one.

That's because you took it.

Freshman year?

It was good times.

Where is she?

She's buried
at the Main cemetery.

She always wanted
to be cremated.

Ashes to ashes,

dust to dust.

Her sister puts flowers
on the grave every Sunday.

If you go by there today,
you might catch up with her.

I've probably overstayed
my welcome,

but, uh--

A.J. wanted me
to look after you, so...

if you need anything, just--

I'll be around.

There's a tape over there
for you.

Videotape. Found
it up in the closet.

I remember this too.

I'm not sure much of us
have use for, uh,

VHS cassettes though.

I'll see you around, Crystal.

It's good to see you.

Is it?

It's been a long time.

Must have been,
what, five years?

I, uh, have to admit,
I heard you were coming back.

It was a proper benediction.

So do you need anything?

No. I'll--
I'll be all right.

Well,

if anything comes up,
you know, let me know.

Well, I--

I wouldn't even know how
to get ahold of you if I did.

Well, I'm staying
at the old Miller farm.

Oh.

See you around, Wesley Kent.

Wes?

Oh.
Hey, what's up?

Hey.
It's been like one day,

and I seem to bump
into you everywhere.

Yeah. Yeah.

So are you watching
a movie or-- Yeah.

I actually work here, so--
Oh, cool. Cool.

I just came out the renaissance
one. It was pretty good.

That was good. I
saw that one. Did you?

Lookit, I gotta go.
Oh. All right.

She's waiting.
So I'll see you around?

Yeah. Hopefully, yeah. Stop
hitting on greasy movie guys.

Okay, Jess.
Sorry.

You're not greasy. I was just
trying to-- I try to wash, but--

I'll see you around.

See you around.

♪

♪

Thank you all for coming out
this Memorial Day.

I wish my beautiful
wife Danielle were here,

but she's off cooking up
a bunch of barbecued ribs...

for the Children's Literacy
Foundation over at the park.

Afterwards you're all welcome to
come by and raise some money...

for children's literacy.

It is never over.

Missions may end,
but the legacies last...

and the pain
of their absence remains.

By the time the last remaining
troops returned from Iraq,

December 2011,

4,500 of their comrades
had lost their lives...

fighting for their country.

Scripture tells us, "Greater
love hath no man than this:

that a man lay down his life
for his friends."

Hello, everybody.

Thank you all for coming down.

- Hope you're having a good time.
- Oh, yeah.

This here is
our table of honor...

for vets from various wars...

that fought
in defense of our country.

This table-- free drinks
for the rest of the night.

Everyone, I'd like you
to meet, um,

Staff Sergeant Wesley Kent.

Just got back from Iraq.

Afghanistan.

Ah, same thing.
Yeah.

Sergeant.

It's good to see you. He
used to, uh, date my daughter,

but I've forgiven him.

Captain. Good to
see a friendly face.

I don't know
how good it is, but--

I can be friendly
for you, buddy.

Hey, I'll be there
tomorrow-- For A.J.? Yeah.

I know-- I know you guys
were tight, man. Yeah.

Do this thing.
Hey, we'll have a beer later.

We'll talk about it.
Absolutely.

Also, uh, going a little lax on
the uniform these days, are we?

Sorry, Captain.

Oh, you want another beer?

Looks like you and Aspen's dad
are getting awfully close.

It was just a publicity shot.

Just be careful.

A wrong photo can end up on the
front page or even worse-- Facebook.

Yeah.

How'd that guy become
so likable anyhow?

Jobs.

He brought jobs to this city...

by literally investing in eight
businesses on Main Street.

Then he brings jobs to the
county with his munitions company.

Now that same sentence
is gonna be stamped...

on jobs being brought
to the state.

What do you mean, munitions?

This bullet literally holds every secret
and truth to the Malverne campaign.

♪

Hey, soldier.

Hey there.

Looking kind of lax in your
uniform today, aren't you?

I've been hearing that
a lot lately.

And how would you know?

My brother's in the
army too. Is that right?

And he'd have your butt if he
saw the way you're dressed today.

Well, your brother strikes me
as a serious man.

And you?

I lack on the "seriosity."

You lost a friend.

Yes.

Corporal Culpepper.

That's right.

I read about it
in the newspaper today.

His funeral is tomorrow.

The mayor was hoping
to be there.

Doesn't cease to amaze me.

Mayor Malverne.

You know, I heard you
chanting his name in the corner.

You work with the mayor.
I do.

Well--

Well, the man needs
to get his face straight.

Maybe hire a P.R. rep.

I'm a P.R. rep.

And what would that advice be?

Oh, they don't solicit
that advice from me.

They hire high-level consultants
like you.

I'm curious.

All right, for starters,

you have proper Christian
politicians cheating on their wives...

and fathering children
with their nannies.

You've got firemen,
schoolteachers and policemen...

all watching
their pensions disappear...

in bad statewide investments.

Not to mention
gun-walking scandals,

where we lose track of firearms
across the border...

in an attempt to find
high-level gun traffickers.

And the one
that gets me the most.

In this town?

Farm owners, landowners all
struggling with hydraulic fracturing...

as they sit there
at the dinner table...

drinking
their contaminated water...

and wonder,
"What does fracking even mean?"

Sure hope that's
not contaminated water.

Is that an insult or an inquiry?

Forgive me.
It was an inquiry.

No, it's just water.

Bartender?

Could we get a couple
of beers over here for--

I'm sorry.
I didn't get your name.

Kent.
Staff Sergeant Wesley Kent.

I'm Natalie.

Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.

♪ Keep the night Midnight ♪

Is that your real hair color?

There are some things you
should never ask a woman.

Like age.

Exactly.

How about political standing?
Obviously.

Mm.

Natalie, why don't you
let me get this one?

Yeah, I know.

I don't think the bartender's
gonna take Iraqi dinars.

I don't think so either. Why
don't you let me pick this one up?

Watch out there, buddy.

This woman is dangerous.

She's a Democrat.

I take it you two know
each other. Yeah.

Yeah. She's my sister.
He's my brother.

Captain, you never told me
you had a sister.

What?

So I'll assume
that it's Ms. Church.

Yes. Ms.

Yeah, that's good to know.

So, are you coming to the
fund-raiser this weekend?

I was not made aware
of any fund-raisers.

I'd love to see you there.

And maybe you could show us...

some of those concerns
that you had earlier.

Nah. I'm much more
of a quiet guy.

Plus, hanging out
with the mayor's pets--

Nah, I don't think so.

Hey, you know what?
Come on, Wes.

Take the invite.

Besides, I'm gonna need
somebody with a little common sense,

you know, from the
conservative point of view.

Yeah.

All right, maybe.

All right. Enough.

Enough!

♪

...arms.

Eternal Lord, let your
presence rest upon us...

as we come here
to give thanks...

for the life of Arthur James.

Arthur-- as you all
affectionately knew him as A.J.--

Had a short,
but rich and meaningful life.

He was a friend, a brother,

a neighbor, a leader,

husband and father.

But closest to my heart,
he was my youngest son.

God could not have granted me
a more precious gift...

than A.J.

A.J. was the kind of man
who stood by his family.

He was the kind of soldier who
loved and served his country.

But more than that,
A.J. was a man...

who stood upon his principles.

He will be greatly missed
by his wife Crystal,

his daughter Asia Jean,

his family...

and his closest friends.

May the spirit
of his compassion...

and the memory
of his heartfelt life...

live on within
each and every one of us.

So as a final word,

I'd like to leave you
with a short poem...

written by A.J.
when he was young.

"May the sun and sky...

rise by your command
ever so high,

and may you live in peace
with the earth.

May you hopefully come as
eager, courageous and innocent...

as in death...

as you came
to this beautiful world...

in birth."

Now, as you exit this place,

may God bless you and keep you,

my God make his face to shine
upon you and be gracious to you...

for all the days of your life.

Amen.

Honor guard, attention!

Port arms!

Ready! Aim!

Fire!

Aim!

Fire!

Aim! Fire!

Attention!

♪

♪

Crystal, on behalf of the
president of the United States,

the United States Army...

the Special Operations
community...

and a grateful nation,

please accept this flag...

as a symbol
of our appreciation...

for your husband's
honorable and faithful service.

Kent.

Listen to me.

I know it's been a tough day.

I understand about
you and A.J. All right?

It's been tough
on me and the team too.

Here's the thing, man.

You're not doing yourself
any service,

the team
and especially A.J.,

showin' up like this.

This is unacceptable.

Come on, buddy.

I'm getting new footage
within a couple of weeks.

Before school ends.

But if I bring it
and it-- All right.

What are you doing--

♪

So, um--

What's it like...
taking a life?

I don't know.
I've never done it before.

Are you lying?

What's it like lying?

I don't know.
I've never done it.

Are you telling the truth?

Only when I whisper.

So what is that, a play on
words or something? I don't know.

Tell me a truth, Kent.
Just tell me something.

Truth.

And I've been searching for
truth all my life. I don't got no truth.

I know you got secrets though.
Why don't you tell me a secret?

In a town of 1,000 people,

this little town's
got tons of secrets.

What have I been missing for the
last four years? I don't know anything.

Actually--

Remember fifth grade?
Oh, man.

Fifth grade.
That was a survival course.

I can get through
the Middle East, but--

The fifth grade
was something else.

I can't believe
I'm telling you this.

I had a crush on you
in fifth grade.

No way.
Yeah.

No. No. Don't get too excited.

I remember Valentine's Day.
I remember those cards.

I remember you wrote "I
hate you" on my little square.

- Don't get too excited.
- You used an "8."

I was-- I had a thing for dorks.

All right?

So, what are you trying to say?

I'm a dork?

I'll have you know I'm--
I'm like a hometown hero now.

It's funny that you
ended up with her.

'Cause I would have--

Would've what?

What?

I would've--

Wait.

Listen, uh-- I'm sorry.

I got to go.

Hey, girls, I'm gonna wait here.

Pick me up?

So, is anyone
sitting here? Not yet.

So you're expecting someone?

More like un-expecting someone.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean
to be-- No, no. It's--

I thought I was waiting for you
instead. I thought I'd ask first.

Can I sing something?
I don't think so.

Like directions or--

I figure I'd just follow you.

So ask me.
Maybe you got--

Yeah. Maybe.

♪

I'd like you to meet
three of our most generous--

It's a pleasure to meet
you. It's a pleasure.

Mrs. Mayor, I'd like you to meet
Mr. and Mrs. Tanner of Tanner Building.

Oh. It is such a pleasure to
meet you. Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

May I have
your attention, everyone?

I would like to introduce
my beautiful wife, Danielle.

Thank you.

I wanna thank all of you so much
for your generous donations...

to Temperance
and our entire state.

We've been able to rebuild
libraries and to buy books...

for those school districts less
fortunate when it comes to funding.

And we never could have done
all that without your generosity.

So thank you so much.

And now I would like
to introduce a man...

that I am very proud to call my
husband and my life partner...

and to all of you
known as Mr. Mayor.

Thank you, Danielle.

And with your help,
before too long...

you'll be able
to call me Mr. Governor.

I would also like
to acknowledge my husband...

for all of his hard work with the
Children's Literacy Foundation.

And I'm excited because we have
two very special guests here today...

to help me do just that.

We have Joey and Annabeth
from Meyore Middle School.

I am proud to give you,
Mr. and Mrs. Mayor, this award...

on behalf of the Children's
Literacy Foundation,

Meyore Middle School
and this great state.

Thank you.

It's without a doubt that you are
the best candidate for governor.

And it's without a doubt...

that you are a smart fellow.

Um, are you old enough to vote?

Uh, he's old enough to
make a difference, Steven.

That's true.
That's true.

I appreciate it.

I'd like to introduce you to
one of our soldiers. This is...

Staff-- Staff Sergeant Kent,
one of our hometown heroes.

How are you, Wesley?
Mrs. Mayor.

Danielle, please.

Thank you
for your support today.

Vote Mayor Malverne.

So I see you took my invitation.

It was accepted. Yes.

I asked to see
the mayor's wife, Danielle.

She used to be
a real good friend.

The wife of a politician is always
a good friend to have, I guess.

Really?

What about
their campaign managers?

We make even better friends.

So why don't you let me return
the favor and buy you that drink?

Drinks here are free.

Okay.

Thank you.

Cheers.

So you knew Aspen Malverne?

We were the big thing back
in high school, I assume.

You assume?

That's what I'm told.

You attended her funeral?

No.

She had passed away by the
time I joined the mayor's campaign.

Before I moved here
from Chicago.

Big city girl, huh?

Well, you're
a small-town girl now.

Yeah. Maybe.

I was wondering
if you had any details...

with regarding the accident.

I can't.

Why?

Uh, I feel like this conversation
would lead somewhere awkward...

between us.

Considering I had no idea...

that you had been in a relationship
with the mayor's daughter.

It's been nearly half a decade.

Don't worry. I won't push you about the
quarterbacks you dated in high school.

Okay.

All I know is what I heard.

Which is?

I am the mayor's campaign
manager, and I'm paid not to talk.

No, you are paid to
advise plausible deniability.

That's an interesting
definition of my remuneration.

Please, continue.

A little whisper
came into my ear,

saying that, uh, there
was a second car involved--

Two vehicles involved, not one.

But by the time the authorities and
the sheriff had arrived at the scene,

most of the fragments and the
debris had sort of disappeared.

Nothing on the pavement.
It was clean.

Well, I do know that the sheriff
was here in attendance this evening.

Hmm. Why don't
you ask him yourself?

That is interesting,
though, isn't it?

How did I get in here again?

I invited you.

That's right.

Natalie? May I speak
with you for a moment?

You gonna attend to that?

I don't want to.

You're paid to.

Okay.

Well, don't stray
too far, Sergeant.

Sheriff?

Kent, Kent, Kent.

I've always liked you, son.

Yeah? That's good.

How you doing there,
sport? I'm doing all right.

I'm doing all right.

Now,

if my memory serves me right,

the last time I seen you,

I give you a traffic ticket for
going over 30 on Sheridan.

Yeah, that would sound
about right too.

I always had a heavy foot.

And a big ego.

Well, trust me.

Neither has changed, so--

So?
Yeah.

Wes.

I guess I'll be seeing you
real soon here in court.

Yeah, if nature
would have its way,

I'd say I'd assume so.

You know, I've been meaning
to ask about some details...

with regards
to Aspen's car accident.

I see.

If you have inquiry
with me or my office,

do like ordinary people do.

See, they call me
during business hours.

How would that be?

Yeah, that sounds about right.

I thought so.

This house has eyes.

If you want the truth,
look in the files.

What's in the files
defines the truth.

Not what you think,
not what your opinion is...

and not what you feel.

You know, I'm not challenging your
mayoral responsibility, Mr. Mayor.

But I am claiming foul
your fatherly duties.

Kent, how many people have
you lost under your command?

One doesn't command
their daughter into battle, sir.

Do you spend much time
in Central Asia, sir?

Get out of my house.

No travel, no exports.

No exports, no factory.

No factory, no jobs.

No jobs, no town.

Here's my two cents.

Consider it a donation.

Felony home invasion
won't get you a medal...

like getting your
best friend killed did.

Now you have no idea
what you're talking about.

Oh, I think I do.

Keep going.

What's going on here?

Ah, Sheriff Thompson.

I believe Sergeant Kent
is leaving town.

Okay.

Good day.

Why don't you, uh,
show the mayor out?

Secure the door.
Yes, sir.

What the hell do you
think you're doing?

Staff Sergeant Wesley Kent,
sit down.

Sit down!

Staff Sergeant Wesley Kent.

I like you, son,

but you're getting
under my skin.

I don't know where in the world
you're at across the pond over there...

fighting your war with your license
to kill by the U.S. government.

But you're here,
and you're a war hero.

And-- Hey, that's great.

In this town, though,
that rule don't apply.

It's me that's in charge.

You see, I keep the
peace at all costs.

You kind of remind me of a--

A curious cat.

I get it.

Curiosity kills the cat, right?

Yeah.

So, let me give you an analogy.

Now, listen close.

Cat wakes up in the
morning, comes outside.

He looks across the street.

I'm curious. I wanna
see what that is.

So he goes
and he crosses the street.

About halfway
across the street--

He gets clipped.

You catch my meaning?

Yeah, I got you.

You sure?

All good. Okay. I thought so.

Hey.
Hi.

You know, I wanted to talk
to you about the other day.

But, um, I also wanted to inquire
about something else, actually.

I know you're close
with your father,

and I understand
your commitment to him.

I know my dad is a good man.

My sister Aspen was absolute.

I know you weren't around
the last few years,

but she wasn't the
straight-laced honor student...

you remember taking
to the senior prom.

After you left--

After you deserted her--

She got into some heavy stuff...

and she was killed
by a drunk driver.

It's as simple as that.
That is all there is to it.

So why don't you stop
digging up dirt on my family...

just 'cause you're filled
with regret or something.

What would I have
to regret? I don't know.

Maybe that's the problem.
You don't regret anything.

You don't regret what you did
to her. You don't regret leaving.

Maybe there's some things
you should regret.

I got to go.

You know, Wes,
you have a mind...

that your mouth is just too
slow to follow behind sometimes.

So any more theories
or philosophies?

Or... what are you thinking
right now?

Why do you choose
things that simple?

Actually, I am thinking
about something.

Aspen, I need to take
responsibility for a few things.

It's something
that you taught me.

You made me
a better person that way,

and now I feel like I need
to give something back.

I know what I'm about to say,

and I know that you'd respond
by telling me that I'm naive...

and that I haven't
thought it over, but I have.

And I want you to know that I'm
also doing this for you, for both of us.

I'm joining the army.

They need more
experienced specialists.

And I'm heading to my
Reception Battalion in a month.

- Mr. Mayor, sir?
- What is it?

There's been
a change in schedule.

Oh, not again.

We'll have to cut our meeting
short in Shreveport today.

It's a boring meeting.

And we'll have to head back
early for the debate with Boudreaux.

Yeah. That's okay.

On a more personal note, sir.

What is it?

The other evening
at the charity event--

Yeah, go ahead.

Sergeant Wesley Kent
brought to my attention...

a question about Aspen's death.

And might I add
some advice, sir?

You're gonna give it
to me anyway.

I think you need some closure.

Why don't you talk to him?

I need to close the door behind
this guy on his way out of town.

Maybe we need to talk
to the sheriff.

Yes, sir.
Let's get going.

Hey.
Hey.

So, I heard you caused
a big ruckus the other night.

Is that right?

That's what I hear.
Yeah.

Hey. Think fast.

You baked.
You shouldn't have.

Yeah. Well, when I was a kid,
my dad was in the army.

He used to send those home
to Shane and I.

Is that right?

Well, there's nothing like a good
shortbread M.R.E. cookie to start the day.

I guess.

Say, let's go for a little ride.

Yeah?
Yeah.

I've been thinking about the
question you asked me the other night--

About Aspen's accident.

Yeah?

I think I might have
something for you.

Thompson, we got a problem.

Yeah.

Kent's been talking to Natalie.

We better make darn sure that
neither one of them finds out...

Aspen was on the way to visit
the governor when it happened.

You look like the cat
that caught the canary.

You have no idea.

Need some tips?

Why did you come back, Kent?

Because of the living,
we owe respect.

But to the dead,
we owe the truth.

Exactly what was your business
in Afghanistan, sir?

Is this remedy meant to demolish the
reputation of the people in this town?

You think you know something.

Because of what?

Because of a few papers
you found in my office?

Giving the locations away
of our military caravans?

So that you can put your bullets
into the hands of pirates.

And now you're pissed...

because you think my bullets
found their way...

into your best friend's chest.

Some collateral damage
always trails behind...

a successful
financial opportunity.

Trust me, Kent.

I know the expenditures.

And if Aspen
hadn't gotten in the way,

she would've followed
in my footsteps.

It all comes full circle,
doesn't it?

If you're gonna apply
those standards to me,

you need to apply them to
the entire legal arms industry.

It's hypocrisy.

The monetary institutions...

that Ricochet Manufacturing
has allowed me to create...

has benefited our community.

Aspen and A.J. were
soldiers who died for a reason.

I don't have anything to
threaten you with but yourself.

Remember, Mr. Mayor,

after the game, the king and
pawn go into the same box.

Staff Sergeant.

What is it I can help you with?

Mr. Governor.

The night Aspen Malverne
passed away,

I was informed that she
was headed here to see you.

What is that to you?

She was someone
that meant a lot to me.

I assumed you knew, which
was why you took this meeting.

I took the meeting because I
have trouble saying no to veterans.

Let me make something clear.

Malverne's girl seemed troubled.

When she sought your help,

what was she looking for?

Staff Sergeant, may I first say
that it would be ill considered...

for me to take a stance on the
way you are looking for me to stand.

Now, what if I voted for you?

Did you?

Mr. Governor, let me make
something clear as well.

I understand that you
would be held accountable...

for anything you might say,
and therefore...

hesitant to speak.

Aspen Malverne called my office,

and we spoke briefly
about her father's campaign.

She mentioned, with hesitation,
that she felt--

And I stress, she felt--

That her father
had blood on his hands.

She said she needed
to speak to someone she trusted,

someone who was detached...

and who would behave
evenhandedly...

with the information
that she knew.

Why not contact the police?

She was a scared little girl.

And technically speaking,
Malverne does indeed hold a stake...

in Ricochet Manufacturing.

It's my thesis...

that Mayor Steven Malverne,
of Temperance Parish,

is the owner and facilitator...

and undertaker...

of a multinational, multimillion-dollar
arms-dealing franchise.

Even going as far as
utilizing campaign finances...

to fund his outfit.

I came across some...

documents.
Thank you.

What type of documents?

Governor.

Maps. Very detailed maps...

that outline top secret
caravan routes,

known only to the highest members
of the department of defense.

You see, it seems as though...

every vote in town...

comes down to a tiny bullet.

Son, things like these
are complicated.

And the funny thing is Aspen
had no interest in politics.

She wanted to be
a country music singer.

Kent, I'll tell you what.

You get me something that I can
even protest against Mayor Malverne,

and I will personally test the
boundaries of your theories.

Otherwise,

my hands are tied.

What if I were to give you
substantial evidence?

Malverne's hired hands
were made of ex-military.

It's the kind of thing that doesn't
stem too well for buddies of mine...

who believe that true American
soldiers turn out to be mercenaries,

especially if it's
for a corrupt politician...

who's gotten numerous violations
of the Arms Export Control Act.

According to these documents, Malverne
set up shop just south of the line...

in order to avoid detection
by our authorities.

Mr. Kent, how did you
come to obtain evidence...

that had been presented against the
operations at Ricochet Manufacturing?

A friend gave it to me.

As I understand, Malverne's
stake in Ricochet Manufacturing...

is perfectly legal.

There's nothing wrong with owning the majority
stake in a company that sells bullets.

But I do find something wrong with an American
politician endeavoring to become a warlord.

Welcome.

Get this right.

I believe that the cause for Aspen
Malverne's death is contemptible.

The premise that I'm pursuing
identifies her father,

Mayor Steven Malverne
of Ricochet Manufacturing,

as the financial successor
of the dealings...

of their underground
illegal arms trade.

I believe that Aspen knew this,

and I believe that in an effort
to reach the governor,

there was a manipulated
vehicle collision.

Now, no, I don't think...

that Mayor Malverne intended
to kill his own daughter,

but I do think that he
intended to slow her down.

Of course, I'm sure
if you open the case files,

you'll see signs
of manipulated evidence...

that could only happen at the
top of the law enforcement chain.

And our local law enforcement...

is run by none other
than Sheriff Thompson.

I didn't know who to trust.

This is Natalie Church,
calling for Lieutenant Genette.

Lieutenant, I need some help.

I took it to a higher law,

and I put in a phone call to
Lieutenant Genette, state police.

Based on a hunch, he decided to check it out
for himself. It's gonna be a long day, boys.

Upon reviewing some
of the travel documents...

with regards
to Ricochet's stock,

he found that there were some
inconsistencies in the paperwork.

Lieutenant Genette.
Uh-huh.

We've checked
the shipping labels.

None of these labels are
matching up with the records.

What do you mean? This
place is piled with ammunition,

and none of it's going
to our boys.

- Police!
- Oh, my God!

Now, I would guess that he
had enough money, of course,

to tie this whole case full
of allegations up in court...

for the next 10 years.

Mr. Mayor, can I ask
you your whereabouts...

on the evening
that your daughter passed?

In our notes, you state
that you were at home.

You made a phone call
to Sheriff Merrill Thompson.

I do not recall
making such a phone call.

Do you care at all what
happened to your daughter?

Your Honor, I object to this
irrelevant line of questioning.

This is purely ridiculous.

Sit down, Counselor.

Since her death,
I've had no life at all.

Like most fathers
who care about their families,

I probably spent
too much time away from home.

Doing things that...

well, sometimes
I shouldn't have been doing.

Some people interpret this...

to think
I didn't care about her.

But Aspen was everything to me.

Does that answer
your question, sir?

Were you the first officer
on the scene of the accident...

that took the life
of Aspen Malverne?

It's been reported that she was on her
way to speak with Governor Boudreaux...

in regards to her father's involvement
with Ricochet Manufacturing.

Ricochet Manufacturing. I
don't know anything about that.

You-You-Your que--
These questions are ridiculous.

I'm not gonna answer that.

Sheriff, let me remind you
this is a court of law.

I would like to--

I'd like to address
the court. Objection!

I object!
Objection!

I object!
Order!

Order in my court.

Now, this man is the sheriff, and
I wanna hear what he has to say.

Y'all make me sick.

You stand there with your Harvard law
degrees, and you come into this town...

and you wanna question me
and the mayor.

You wanna take his life
and just ruin it,

make him relive
what he just went through,

put his family
through living hell.

Well, you guys are
out-of-towners, but I'll tell you this.

In this town here,

when the mayor was elected,

our economy began to flourish.

We had jobs.

Sixty percent of the jobs
in this town...

were created by that man,

and the people sitting out
there all have family members...

who work because of his efforts.

You come in
and you sit in judgment.

You're gonna tear
this town apart.

Our whole economy is just gonna go
right back to what it was 10 years ago.

And you wanna roast
me with him? Go ahead.

You're gonna have crime on
the rise and no jobs. That's fine.

Well, let me remind you
of this one thing.

This proceeding keeps going...

and you pursue
the mayor and myself,

this town will implode.

And...

the whole lot of you...

are gonna burn.

Yeah!

Hey, Kent.

Church.

Looks like you finally got
that closure, huh?

Town needed a reprieve.

I guess.

Why don't you hop in,
take you for a ride.

Yeah?

Well, maybe you'd let me
buy you that drink.

Maybe.

So this is you, huh?

Yeah, not too shabby for
an ex-campaign manager, huh?

Ah. I always liked
the Ford Thunderbird.

Me too.

Staff Sergeant, what do you know
about Operation Approaching Midnight?

I knew our convoys
took a lot of heavy hits.

It was as though someone
was giving out some intelligence.

We've been watching you
very closely.

You're a very
promising young man.

How's your Persian?

We're working with the
Iranians, kind of like the old days.

We here at the Agency
have a legacy...

of recruiting those
with particular acuity.

Well, nothing's as good as
good old-fashioned hard work.

Work smart, not hard, Kent. You
have what it takes to be a legend.

A legend?
It's merely a lie...

that gains dignity with age.

Rest assured, there are heroes
in this world, Staff Sergeant,

and you are one of them.

I found peace.

You may have found peace,
Staff Sergeant,

but the rest
of the world hasn't.

♪

♪ Midnight

♪ Knows your lies

♪ Knows your dreams
and knows your fight ♪

♪ Midnight

♪ Knows the light

♪ Holds the stars
shining so bright ♪

♪ But it can't escape
the night ♪

♪ Midnight

♪ Midnight

♪ Midnight clears

♪ And daylight breaks

♪ And all your hopes

♪ Keep awake
You're coming home ♪

♪ To life I know
You're coming home ♪

♪ Shadows

♪ Midnight

♪ Knows your lies

♪ Knows your dreams
and knows your fight ♪

♪ Midnight

♪ Knows the light

♪ Holds the stars shining
so bright ♪

♪ But it can't escape
the night ♪

♪ Midnight Don't wanna
be a shadow, shadow ♪

♪ Don't wanna live a lie
of a life ♪

♪ Don't wanna be
a shadow, shadow ♪

♪ Don't wanna live a lie, no

♪ No, don't wanna be
a shadow, shadow ♪

♪ Don't wanna live a lie, no

♪ Don't wanna be a shadow

♪ And midnight falls

♪ Midnight

♪ Knows your lies, knows your
dreams and knows your fight ♪

♪ Midnight

♪ Knows the light

♪ Holds the stars
shining so bright ♪

♪ But you can't escape
the night ♪

♪ Midnight ♪