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'When I was still just a kid,
I remember my father telling me

'what he thought that it took
for a man to be happy.'

Tommy, finally! Come on, man.
New Year's is tonight.

Yeah, sorry I'm late.

- Don't worry, I covered for ya.
- Thanks, Hank.

What, did you stay out
until they hung the last dog?

Yeah.

'Simple things, really.

'A wife he loves, a decent job,

'friends and neighbors
who like and respect him.

'And for a while there,
without hardly even realizing it,

'I had all of that.

'I was a happy man.'

Hey, Tom.

Remember we talked
about me getting off early today?

Family obligation.

- Hey, Hank!
- Hey, happy New Year, Schmitt!

- Hey, Linda, happy New Year.
- Happy New Year.

- Hey, where you guys going?
- Sledding!

- Hey, can I come?
- No!

Oh... please! Oh!

Hey, Carl.

Hey, happy New Year, Hank.

You gotta start charging people
for that.

Yeah, it'd pay better
than the county does.

Honey, it's me.

- How you feelin' today?
- Hey. Good. I'm OK.

- Oh, my gosh.
- She kickin' a lot today.

Uh-oh.

Looks like it's gonna be
a long afternoon for you.

He brought Lou along.

Oh, great.

Yeah.
I'll just be lyin' here, relaxing.

Oh...

Hey, Jacob!

What's he doing here?

He needed a ride home.

Little out of the way, ain't it?

We can drop him off when we're done.
You know? It's no big deal, Hank.

What's the big deal, Hank?

Hey, you know, you need to shovel this shit
off of your, uh... whatchacallit, deal there.

I'll pay you a quarter to do it.

I could use it.

Look at Lou.

Hey, baby.

Here, hold this, will you?

- Wanna put it back there?
- No, no, it's gonna wilt.

Hank, say hi to...
You didn't say hi to Mary Beth.

Oh, yeah. Hi, Mary Beth.

He said, "Hi, Mary Beth."

- Hi, Lou.
- Hank said hi.

Come here.

Somebody else was here.

Oh, I brought those.

When?

Well... what the hell
do you think, Hank?

This is the only day
we can come here?

- What the hell's wrong with you?
- I don't know, I mean...

Hey, Jacob! Look!
I'm writing my name!

Hang on a second!
Let me get Mrs. Johnson out here!

I'll help you out.

You know
what the guy says?

Says it's the crock pot?
Or, uh... crock box?

No, no. Pay attention now.

Oh, no, that's the preacher, see?
This is the cowboy.

Yeah. He says "moo".

No, no. It's the guy
standing by the road.

He says... he says, "Why, Officer,
it's just a pine apple."

- You get it?
- Yeah.

Well, Mr. Accountant doesn't get it.

Look out!

Argh! Shit!

You OK, baby?

Go on, get out!

Look at that, man!

My truck.

Come on, get out.

Mary Beth!

She's gonna come back.
Hey, what are you doing?

- It's a nature preserve. You know that.
- So what?

So you can't hunt here.
Come on, put the gun back.

But it... but it messed up my truck.

- Well, so what? Come on.
- Hey, hey, hey, Hank.

It's not like we're huntin' here.

Uh-uh.
We're collectin' a debt.

- That's right. We're collecting a debt.
- Let's go.

Just look at him.
He runs like my wife.

Hey, come on, wait up!

Come on, I'm not dressed
for this shit!

Mary Beth!

Jesus! Look at all them birds.

Those things are always waitin'
on something to die

so they can eat it, right?

Weird... what a weird job.

Wish we had something to drink.

Always be prepared.

Oh, that's a good idea.
Let's all start drinking now.

See there?
See how he is?

Wonk! Dit-dit.
Like that guy, huh?

- Remember? Wonk! Dit-dit.
- Uh-huh.

- You want some?
- I'm not thirsty.

What, you don't drink
till after five?

After five!

Or maybe you just
don't wanna share.

You're afraid you'll catch something
from us, huh?

- Yeah.
- Hey, Hank.

Hey! Come on, what are you doing?
Quit jackin' around.

Now, you see...

That's what you might call
an insinuating throw. Remember?

You said that to me
last time I saw you.

Could've just said "hint", but no.

You had to put on airs,
show us all them fancy words you know.

What, do you sit around,
you think about this stuff?

When was that, two months ago?

Kiss my ass.

What the hell is it?

Jesus Christ.

Shit, that's an airplane.

You know what,
it's probably one of those drunk doctors.

They're always crashing
their plane, you know? Yeah.

Yeah, it must've come down
right there.

See all them broken trees, Jake?

It's too dark. I can't see.

Scrape some of that snow
off the windshield.

Can't see...
can't see a damn thing.

Door's stuck.

Probably a singer or something.

I still can't see nothin' here.

Still can't see anything.
Can't see a damn thing.

I see the pilot!

What's he talking about?
Said somebody's in there.

Are you OK?

Hey. Hey, buddy...

Argh! Whoa!

What the hell is goin' on?

Oh, God!

- Shit!
- Hey, let me outta here.

- Good grief, Hank.
- Let me get this off of him. Here...

Hank, did you... did you... did you...
did you see all them birds?

Did I see the birds?

Come on, help me get outta here.

Hank, put that on your eye.

Thanks.

- You tore your coat, you know.
- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God! Look at this!

Shit!

Oh, my God!

How much you think is in here?

God almighty!
These are $100 bills!

The whole bag's full of 'em!

Is this, is it...
is this real money, Lou?

Oh, hell, yes, it's real.
Don't be stupid.

Why would somebody be flying around
with this kind of cash?

You know what?
I bet it's drug money.

- That's probably what it is.
- I bet you're right.

This guy's a dope dealer
because that's what they do.

- They fly around in small planes...
- That's right.

- This is dirty money.
- That's right. I saw it on "20/20".

"Dirty money"? What do you mean?
Are you telling me it's counterfeit?

Oh, no. No, no, no.
No, this is real.

Whatever it is,
it's a police matter now.

What do you think we should do?

Somebody should stay here,
somebody should go after the cops?

- What?
- How you wanna work it?

- Let's think this through.
- What?

Hold on!

What if we didn't turn it in?

You wanna keep it?

He wants to keep it.

Well, that's a hot one.

- Why wouldn't we?
- Why wouldn't we?

- Yeah.
- Because we'd go to prison.

- Why?
- Why? Because it's stealing.

Stealing?
Stealing from who?

From him?
Hell, he won't mind.

Oh, cos he's dead, right?

That's pretty funny.
He's dead. He won't mind. Right?

I say we take this bag
back to the truck,

and we pretend
like we were never here.

Fuck yeah. Why not?

Why not? Because we'd get caught.
That's why.

Aw, hell! I'll tell you what.
Stay the hell out of it then.

You know, we don't need you.
It'd just be more money for us.

Hey, I don't wanna stump you
another fancy word, Lou,

but does the term "accomplice"
mean anything to you?

Come on. That's stupid.

But, Hank...
Hank, why would we get caught?

Because it's a lot of money, Jacob.
Somebody's bound to be looking for it.

When they find that plane
and the money's not in it...

That's not bullshit.
They're gonna come looking for us.

Bullshit!
This is dirty money!

And as far as that guy's concerned,
the cops don't even know he exists.

Nobody knows about this but us.

See there?
Nobody knows but us.

It's like we came out here just on a hike,
and found... and found lost treasure. Right?

It's the American dream
in a goddamn gym bag.

He-he just wants
to walk away from it.

You work for the American dream.
You don't steal it.

Then this is even better.

If this guy's a dope dealer,
like we're talkin' about,

then that means
we're like Robin Hood.

Oh, yeah, and I'll tell you what.

You got a beautiful wife at home.
You're about to have a baby.

I know you ain't pullin' down that much
at the feed mill.

Wouldn't you love
to have a piece of this?

Hell, yes, I would,
but we can't just take it.

Hey, what if there's a reward?
Maybe there's a reward, and they'll give us...

Maybe there's not!

How about this? I tell you what.

I'll bet you $10,000,
just one of these packets,

that when they find this plane,
there's no mention of this money.

Hank, why... why turn it in until we know
whether or not somebody's lookin' for it?

That's right.

If you scratch,
then don't... don't itch.

If you... if it's... if it's broken,
don't fix it. Right?

- Or if you... if-if... if the... if-if-if...
- And I know what you mean.

Suppose I was the one to keep it?

For how long?

Just till spring,
till they find the plane.

Then what?

Then, if you're right
and nobody mentions the money,

we split it up,
and we all leave town.

Why should you get to hold it?

That's the only way I'll do it.
Otherwise we can just turn it in right now.

So, what, you... you mean...
you don't trust us?

Is that what you mean?

That's a lot of money.
I guess I don't.

Look, no-no-no promises.

If somebody comes searching
for the money, I'll burn it. I'll burn it...

- But listen, Hank...
- That's it. No, no.

That's the only way I'll do this!
Look, we gotta be agreed on this.

That's the deal.
That's the deal.

I hold onto it, we wait
till they find the plane.

If nobody mentions it,
we split it up, and we move away.

- OK?
- I'm in.

We count it first.

That's probably a good idea.

I mean, you know...

This is... this is nuts.
Oh, my God.

Hey, what you gonna buy,
Jakey boy?

I'm gonna buy me a truck.

No. Fuck that.
Get something classy, Trans Am.

Oh, yeah, in my wildest
fuckin' dreams, a Trans Am.

You could buy a fleet
of Trans Ams.

- Mary Beth!
- Where the hell have you been?

- Where you been, huh?
- There's shoes for baby!

4,350,000,

4,360,000, 4,370,000,

4,380,000, 4,390,000,

4,400,000 dollars!

Isn't that great?
Listen to that.

Look at that shit, man.
Look how square it is.

That is cool, huh?
How much is that apiece?

About a million and a...

- A million and what?
- Shh!

- A million and a half?
- Shh!

- What?
- You hear that?

Uh-uh.

Oh, shit.

Get in the truck.
I'll handle this.

- Shit.
- Go on!

Let's go, come on.
Cover up the money!

Jacob, get in the truck!
Dummy up. Let's go!

Come on!

Hey, Carl.

- Engine trouble, Hank?
- Oh, I wish. Dog trouble.

Jacob's mutt
chased a fox into the woods.

Did she tree it?

We thought so, but just when we went
after it, she came running back.

What'd you do to your head there?

Oh. God, uh...
Ran into a tree branch.

Your brother still out of work?

Yeah.

- Lou?
- Yeah, him, too.

That's a shame, ain't it?

Well, we probably better be heading back...

Hey! Hello, Jacob!

- Hey, Carl, how you doin'?
- Good, good.

I was beginning to think
you were trying to avoid me.

I'm sorry?

Well, you sittin' over there
in that truck.

I thought you was trying
to avoid me.

Oh, no. I was just...
I was sittin' in the truck.

It's a little cold out here, you know.
Just keepin' warm.

Well, we probably better be...

Did you tell... did you him
about the plane?

- It sounded... it sounded like a plane.
- What plane?

What, you heard a plane?

Uh... I don't know what he heard.
You know he's always hearing shit.

- Maybe you better tell me, Jacob.
- No, no, that's OK.

We're gonna get on home.

All right.

All right. Come on, man.
It's New Year's! Let's get outta here.

Call me, Carl.
Happy New Year.

You sure you don't need any help?

- No, we're all set. Thanks.
- All right.

Goddamn it! I've seen you do
some pretty stupid things, Jacob,

but that pretty much
takes the cake!

- It was my idea.
- Oh, well, that's brilliant, Lou.

Now when they find the plane,
and they realize the money's gone,

they're gonna know right off
who took it.

Well, that's... that's what's cool
about it, though.

I mean, we wouldn't tell somebody
if we... if we were the ones that did it.

It's not like he said that you actually
saw a plane going down.

Just... just you thought you might've
heard one with engine trouble.

You want me to burn the money?

I am not going to prison over this!

If it looks like there's even
the slightest chance of us getting caught,

I swear to God, it's all gonna vanish!

You understand?

"It was a pine apple."

Oh, God.
This is gonna be fun.

Where the hell have you been?

You come when I'm always finished.
I'm finished, you asshole!

Hey, Nancy!

Don't... don't hit... don't hit Mary Beth.

Remember, nobody knows about this.
That includes Nancy.

She's gonna have to find out
about it sooner or later.

She's gonna wonder
where all the money's coming from.

- Two hours late!
- Ow! Stop it!

Tell her when we decide it's safe to keep it,
but not before then.

Then the same goes for Sarah.

Of course.

- Damn it!
- Come on!

You promised to shovel the walk,
you lazy son of a bitch!

Calm down, baby.
I got a good reason for being late.

- What? What?
- See you, Lou!

Now, listen to me...

You know, I bet he's telling her.

You know that guy can't keep a secret.

- Hey, honey.
- Hey.

Where you been?

- I was starting to get worried about you.
- Sorry I'm late.

Oh, that's all right.

Hey. What happened to your head?

- It's OK. It's just a scratch.
- It's all bloody.

- Can I ask you something?
- Yeah, sure.

- What if you were walking in the woods...
- It's not too bad. It's not deep.

...and you found a bag full of money,
let's say four million dollars.

Would you keep it?

Of course not.
Here, hold that.

- How come?
- Well, for starters, it'd be stealing.

We were talking about lost money here,
nobody's looking for it.

Give me that.

- Four million dollars of lost money?
- Yeah.

- That nobody's looking for?
- Yeah.

Well, so then whose money is it?

- Yours.
- Oh!

Ooh...

It's my money?

But whose money was it before?

A bank robber's.

So then it's the bank's money.

All right, it's, uh... a drug dealer's.

It was...

Hank.

I mean, this is really silly.

Obviously you want me to say
something in particular.

I don't know what it is,
but you want me to agree with you

or say that you're right or something.
But I wouldn't take it.

That's just me. I wouldn't.

It's real.

If we keep it, we never have to worry
about money again.

But we don't have to worry
about money now, Hank.

You've got a good job.

We don't need it.

Yeah, but nobody gets hurt
by us keeping it.

I mean, that's what...
that's what makes it a crime.

Doesn't it?
Somebody getting hurt?

What makes it a crime
is that it's against the law.

It doesn't matter if somebody gets hurt
or if they don't.

- If you get caught, and you go to jail...
- Nobody's gonna get caught.

The money's the only evidence
that we've done anything wrong.

We sit on it,
we see what happens.

If somebody comes searching for it,
then we just burn it and that will be that.

There's no risk.
We'll always be in control.

What about Jacob and Lou?

As long as we're handling the money
they have to let us call the shots.

It seems... crazy
to just... just to give it up.

I mean, before we know
if anybody's searching for it.

'Ten, nine, eight, seven,
six, five...'

This is it.

It ain't champagne,
but happy New Year.

You have to go back
and return some of the money.

What?

A lot. Like 500,000.

You see, that way when they find the plane
they'll assume nobody's been there yet.

It'll put us beyond suspicion.

No one would walk away
from that much money...

Wait a second.

We're gonna keep the rest?

You'll have to go in the morning
so when it storms later it'll cover your tracks.

You can't tell Jacob though.

What, do you think
he'd go back and take it?

It's... it's just being careful.

That's what we have to be from now on.
We have to be careful.

We have to be thinking ahead
all the time.

OK. OK.

OK.

OK.

Jacob.

Jacob, come on, open up.

Oh.

Hey, I screwed up,
I moved the pilot.

Come on, we gotta go
put him back like he was.

Come on, I need a lookout.

If somebody comes by,
you pretend you're changing the tire.

- You know, that's not gonna work.
- What do you mean, it's not gonna work?

Well, nobody's gonna believe that.
It's not flat.

Oh! You're kinda crafty.

I observe things.

Observe and learn, my friend.
Observe and learn.

That's cool.

Jacob, what happened,
did she die on ya?

No, we had a flat.
We had a flat tire.

I fixed it. See?
The new one's on there now.

I took the other one, the bad one,
and put it in the trunk.

It's back there now,
flat as a pancake.

But it's cool now.
Everything's all right.

You see that goddamned fox
come by here about five minutes ago

heading right on down
to the woods?

No, I didn't see a fox.
I didn't see any fox.

Well, if you'd been standing where I'm sittin'
he'd have bit you on the ass.

Why don't you stay here?

Hey, Hank.

Don't do anything stupid.
Don't do it.

No! Don't do it!

Jacob!

Oh. Oh.

- Oh, God...
- Jesus, Jacob, what the fuck?

I-I... I-I... I hit... I hit the farmer.

- He was tracking a fox. I-I...
- Dwight.

He was gonna go right by the plane.
I had to do something.

I was just trying to help us out.

Just listen... listen to his...
to his heart or something like that.

Come on, man, listen. You gotta do... you...
He's-he's gonna be OK.

- Oh, God, Jacob, I think you killed him.
- I'm pretty sure he's gonna be OK.

What else was I gonna do?

Oh, God. He's dead.

Oh, Hank, that's not right.

No, we could probably... we could
probably do... we could probably do...

We can probably do that CPR deal.

And you know, you could do that, uh...
cardiac arrest thing, couldn't you?

We could do something.
Goddamn it!

- Jacob, what the hell you doing?
- Goddamn it!

- Stop it! Stop it!
- Come on! I'm working CPR.

- Goddamn it, stop it!
- Come on! Come on! Come on!

Be still. Let me think.

OK, we can't panic.
Have any cars gone by?

- Er... cars?
- Cars, cars. Come on, think.

While I was in the woods,
you see any cars go by?

Why, Hank? Oh, God.

All right. We gotta make this look
like it was an accident.

- Come on. Come on.
- An accident?

Grab his... grab his legs.

- Wait, wait, wait. We can't...
- Why?

- We can't do that.
- Come on.

- We can't do that.
- What do you mean, we can't do it?

Because we're gonna make tracks
and they're gonna see 'em and follow 'em.

It's gonna be like a crime scene
or something.

You're gonna drive the car
back to the bridge.

I'll put him on the snowmobile
and take him through the park.

You gotta get there ahead of me.

So whatever you do,
I don't want you to stop.

I want you to just drive on by
then circle back.

- I don't want people to see you sitting there.
- Circle back?

That's right. That's right.

- Come on, come on now.
- OK.

They're not gonna take me away, are they?
I mean, you gotta promise me...

Nobody's gonna take you away, I promise.
But we gotta hurry.

- It's gonna be OK, right, Hank?
- Come on. Come on, we gotta go.

- You gonna be there, right?
- I'm gonna be there. Now just go.

Go.

Dwight?

Dwight?

Dwight!

Your brother...

He hit me.

You call the police.

Get the police.

Jacob, what are you doing?
Come on before anybody sees.

I'm not gonna do this.
I'm not gonna do this.

- What?
- Well, it's just stupid.

I mean, if... See, if we cover it up
it's just gonna be worse anyhow.

- So, you know, I'm-I'm-I'm just...
- Get in the car.

I'm just gonna go
and pull him out, you know?

We're just gonna tell
everybody the truth.

Just gonna tell 'em about the money
and everything

- and just say that I... that I...
- You're gonna leave tracks.

Wait a minute.

This is my decision.

Mine. Not yours.

You didn't kill him.

We both did.

What are you talking about, Hank?

He was alive when you left.

I smothered him.

I guess that makes it my decision.

It's gonna be OK.
I mean, it looked real.

And even if... I mean, let's say
it didn't look like an accident, whatever.

I mean... why would anyone
think of us?

Your tracks lead right to the plane.

But it's gonna snow.
Any minute now, it's gonna start snowing.

- Was there any blood?
- Blood?

Jacob hit him.
Was there blood anywhere?

Did he get blood on anything?
Was there blood on the road or-or...

- I can't remember.
- Did you look?

I looked, but I-I just don't...
I mean, it was all hap...

Honey, it's gonna snow.

It's gonna snow and everything's
gonna be covered up.

- All the tracks...
- Shh.

'He was apparently trying to cross
along this bank of snow

'when his snowmobile
slipped over the edge

'throwing him into the icy waters
of Anders Creek.

'Wright County deputies recovered the body
shortly before four o'clock this afternoon.

'A tragic beginning to this new year
for one local family.

- 'Back to you, Paul.'
- 'Thanks, Tracy.'

I wish you hadn't told Jacob.

I wish he still thought that he did it.

Does it scare you?

Yeah, it scares me.
What if he tells somebody?

I mean, what I did.

What you did?

Well, I-I know that you only did it
because you felt trapped,

that you couldn't
find any other way.

Would you have done
the same thing?

I mean, if you'd been there
instead of me?

I-I-I just need to know
if it's possible.

Oh, honey.

You listening to me, Hank?

Every Monday I come down here,
buy two bags of feed,

regular as clock work.

Two bags of week
four times a month.

That's eight bags I'm supposed
to be billed for.

I don't know how else
to get through to you.

December started on a Monday,
Mr. Schmitt.

So there were five Mondays
in the month.

So you came in here five...

Are you telling me
there were five weeks last month?

No, sir, I'm telling you
there were five Mondays.

Excuse me. I got it.

- Yeah.
- 'Hey, Hank, it's me.'

Hang on a second.

Listen, check that calendar over there
if you don't believe me, sir.

'I need to talk to you.'

Well, I'm a little busy right now, Jacob.
What is it?

'OK, listen, can you meet me
at the farm?'

- Farm? What farm?
- 'Our farm.'

- Look, uh... what is it?
- 'On your lunch break. 12:30, OK?'

Hey, are we straight on this,
Mr. Schmitt?

Thanks for coming in.

Look, I can't drive out there right...

Jacob?

Jacob?

Hey, what are you doing here?

Look out!

What the hell did you drag me
out here for?

Listen to this.
I'm gonna buy it back.

I'm gonna fix it up.
I'm gonna rebuild it,

just like it was
before Mom and Dad died.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Come on, wait, wait.
We've been through all this.

We've been over this.

Once we split up the money,
we've gotta leave. We have to go.

What do you... what do you
want me to do,

just-just like that,
just drive off by myself?

Well, I mean, suppose you stay.

I mean, where are you gonna
tell people you got the money?

Oh, that's easy. We just tell people
that Sarah inherited some money. It's easy.

Nobody around here
knows anything about her family.

You guys could've just bought the farm,
you know,

and-and then... uh... left me to run it.

- It's not gonna work.
- I thought this was gonna make you happy.

Jacob...

Farming? Come on.

You don't just buy a farm.
You gotta-you gotta work it.

You gotta know
about machinery and seed.

- I know that.
- No, you don't.

Fertilizers, pesticides, herbicides,
drainage, irrigation, the weather?

Come on, you don't know
about any of that stuff.

You're gonna end up
just like Dad.

Why do you think
he ended up like that?

I'll tell you
how he ended up like that.

He had two mortgages
riding on the place.

He couldn't make the payments.

Where do you think
the money went, huh?

- He was a bad businessman.
- Where do you think the money went?

No, you think he spent it all
on the farm?

I'll tell you exactly where the money went.
Four years of college, bud.

Yeah, didn't you ever think
about how he paid for that?

- Didn't that ever occur to you?
- No... no, my tuition was...

Listen, I'm supposed to get the farm!

What do I get?
I'm supposed to get the farm.

Jacob, you got... you got
the whole world. You can...

I don't wanna hear that.

You can go anywhere you want.

This is what I want.

This is... this is where I wanna be.

It's my home, Hank.

Shit.

- Hey, honey.
- What?

I wanna show you something.

- What is it?
- I got this.

I had it sent over
from the other branch.

Look. Here it is.

"Heiress's body ID'd by Feds."

4.4 million dollar ransom.

You see? This person nobody knows
has just disappeared right into thin air.

Do you recognize
one of them from the plane?

I can't tell.

His face was...

What?

- This changes it.
- Why is that?

We can't say
it isn't stealing anymore.

Well, Hank, it's always been stealing.

We just didn't know
who we were stealing from.

We thought it was drug money.
We thought it was money that we could find...

No, you thought that.
This is good. I'm glad...

It's good?

Yes, it's good, we know where it's from,
because I was starting to get worried.

I thought that it might be
counterfeit or marked or something.

- It might still be marked.
- No, it says right here.

Look.
"Denomination in unmarked bills."

Unmarked bills. You see?

You're just being paranoid, Hank.
It's over. It's good.

- Sarah?
- Yeah?

- Would you come here, please?
- Sure. OK. Just a second.

I'll see you tonight.

Jesus.

Hey, come on, Hank.
Open up.

- What the hell are you doing?
- Hey, Mr. Accountant.

Well, I've come to make
a tiny withdrawal.

Go home. Turn around
and go home right now.

Oh, come on,
it's freezing out here, Hank.

- Shh! Keep it down.
- Invite me in.

All right, just for a second.

I don't have time for this shit.
I gotta get up and go to work.

- I want my share.
- What?

I do, I do. I want my share.

Well, I don't have the money here,
and even if I did, I wouldn't give you any.

Oh, come on, now.
Look, just because you have it

doesn't mean it's yours.

I mean, part of that is my money.

Part of it might be your money...
if we decide to keep it.

The plan was to sit on the money
till we decide that it's safe to keep it.

Why are you coming over here
with this shit?

I'll tell you what. Just-just give me...
just give me one packet, OK?

Just-just one packet.
I mean, I'll... I'll come back later for the rest.

Ask me again, and I'll go burn it
tomorrow morning.

Is that clear?

- Bluff.
- What?

It's a bluff. B-L-U-F-F.

Oh, then why don't you call it then
and just see what happens?

- Yeah. Yeah.
- All right. OK.

See, Jacob told me a little secret,
Mr. Accountant.

I know what happened
to Dwight Stephanson.

You drank too much.
You don't...

I want one of those packets.

Well, I told you,
I don't have the money here,

- And I hid it away from the house.
- Mm-hmm.

Well, you know what?
It'd be a shame

if somebody was to...
to drop a note to Carl Jenkins

saying there might just be
a little something suspicious

about Dwight Stephanson's accident.

I mean, he just drove off
that bridge?

I mean, do you believe that?
Do you?

Come on. Jesus, Lou.

Remember, you're a thief, too.

We're all in this together.
If one of us goes to jail, we all do.

Oh, God.

I need my share, Hank.

I do.

I'm broke...
and I owe people money.

What...

- Christ, Lou. I mean, what...
- I need some help here, man.

OK, just-just wait here.

Here, here.

- Forty dollars? What the hell?
- Shh! That's all I got.

Maybe... maybe I can go to the bank
and get you a loan out of our savings.

Look, look, look.
The money's a day's drive from here.

Even if I wanted go get it, I can't go get it,
not till Sarah has the baby.

- A day's drive?
- Yeah, I had to... yeah, that's right.

I... I put it in a storage locker
above the interstate.

What the hell is it doing
in a storage...

Shh! It's safe.
Don't worry, all right?

I didn't want it near us
in case we come under any suspicion.

- How the hell's that gonna happen?
- How's that gonna happen?

How about Carl knowing
about the plane, huh?

Who's idea was that?

- Yeah.
- All right.

But we go get it
as soon as she's done,

and split it up right then... right?

Yeah.

Hank...

Hey. I said...
Whoa! I'm in the wrong...

I'm looking for Hank and Sarah.
I'm sorry.

Oh, God, look at this.

- Hello.
- Do you have a car seat

in the car
you'll be traveling home in?

- Yes.
- Yes.

Is it currently installed?

Hello, look who's here
bearing tidings and gifts and great joy.

- Would you sign here?
- Sure.

What do you mean "gambling"?
Gambling where?

At the casino.
He lost some money.

- How much?
- I don't know how much.

Shh. Hey, congratulations.

- Thank you.
- Congratulations.

Did you see that little baby?
It looked like a little tomato.

How could you have told him that, huh?
Come on.

I put myself out for you.
What do you do, you-you betray me?

What are you talking about?

What am I talking about?
It's like... it's like there's two sides now.

Why are you both
always talking about sides?

- There's no sides.
- Wait a second.

Who's talking about sides?

I'm on both of your sides.
We're all in this together, man.

If you had to pick right now,
who'd it be?

No, I don't...
why would I wanna pick?

- I'm not... I'm not doin' it.
- No, I wanna know. Me or Lou?

Good grief, man.

I'd pick you.
You're my brother.

I-I bought... I bought a present
for the baby.

OK-OK, I-I brought it
from the house.

I didn't buy it,
but, look, it's-it's... it's kinda cool.

Just trust me on this one.
You're gonna like it, I think,

when you see what it is.

Thanks.

- God, it's used.
- Let me see that.

Oh, my gosh, this was his
when we were kids.

Oh, I guess it's sweet
of him then, isn't it?

Buddy the bear.

Here's your little girl.

- Oh.
- Oh, bring her here.

Oh, good, good, good.

You got her?

She's just about ready
for her feeding.

Would you grab that thing?
Thank you so much.

Thank you.

Hello, little girl.

Hello.

She's hungry.

I want you to buy one of those little
tape recorders,

you know, the little dictating kind,
the kind you can hide in your pocket?

Why do you want a tape recorder?

You're gonna tape Lou confessing
to Stephanson's murder.

What? What are you
talking about?

You and Jacob invite him out for drinks.
Get him drunk.

You take him back to his place,

then you start joking around, you know,
kidding about confessing to the police.

Each of you takes a turn
pretending how you'd do it.

You go first, Jacob second,
and Lou last,

and when Lou goes,
you tape him.

Come on,
that's not gonna work.

Jacob helps you.
That's the key.

If Jacob eggs him on,
he'll do it.

Yeah, but even if he... you know,
even if he talks on the tape,

it won't mean anything.
I mean, who's ever gonna believe it?

Well, it doesn't matter
as long as Lou believes it,

as long as he sees
that Jacob's taking your side.

That's all you want.

We should at least try,
shouldn't we?

We can't lose anything
by trying... right?

Come on, it's not like
I'm asking you to do that much.

Here, just pick up the phone
and give him a call

and say, "Hey, Lou, Hank suggested
we go out drinking tomorrow night."

"Hank suggested we go out drinking"?
What are talkin' about?

- Will you let me finish?
- We suggest we go out drinking.

You don't ever suggest
we go out drinking.

I'm getting to that.
Let me finish.

I'm saying, tell him I've agreed
to split up the money.

And I thought it'd be a good idea for us
to-to go out and celebrate first.

So you want me to trick him?
You want me to trick Lou?

You want me to trick my friend?
OK.

Do you get what's happening here?

Do you understand the seriousness
of the situation we're in?

- He can put us both in jail, Jacob.
- He's not gonna send us to jail.

Well, I can't take that chance,
not now, not with the baby.

I can't afford to go to prison, Jacob.

I mean, wh-what about Sarah, huh?

Wh-what are they gonna do?

I'm gonna have to get rid
of that Christmas tree out of here.

It's too dry.
It's gonna start a fire...

Would you... would you
pay attention here? Pay attention.

- I'll think about it.
- What would Dad want us to do?

Don't bring up Dad, please, Hank.

Don't you think
he'd want us to stick together?

Don't... don't say that.

I mean, you don't know
what the hell Dad would do.

That's fucked up.
Don't-don't bring him up.

Well...

What if I was to say I...
I'd help you get the farm back, huh?

All right.

I'll help you buy back the farm.

But you got to help me first.

You know, all I meant by that
about the tree is it's just dried out,

and it could start a fucking fire.
You know how that stuff goes.

It wasn't like I was tryin' to ignore you
or something like that.

I was just, you know, I was talking
about practical shit to you, is all it was.

Yeah, we got that white carpet.

- Honey?
- Oh. Oh, hey.

- Hey, Sarah.
- Hey, Jacob.

I took my shoes off
for you there, see?

- Thank you.
- Oh, uh...

It's a nice shirt.

Yeah. Ta-da!

Here, let me do that.

- Hey, I gotta pee.
- Yeah, go ahead.

- Hi, baby.
- Hey. You brought him here?

Well, yeah. I invited him for dinner.

Oh. Oh! Oh, good.
Good, good.

OK.

So he's gonna do it?

I had to promise him the farm.

You what? Wait, I thought you said...

We agreed that you were
gonna say something.

Where's he supposed to go,
Sarah, huh?

I mean, what's he gonna do,
drive away?

I don't know, honey. I don't know,
but if he stays, we get caught.

I know, I know. It's just...

It's just a matter of time
before he screws up.

I know. That's not what I'm saying.
I just...

I just wish he could, that's all.

No, no, you remember what she did?

She was so freaked out that she called
the volunteer fire department,

and then, remember,
they came out...

- Oh, yeah, there was all of Dad's buddies...
- All his drinkin' buddies.

Yeah, yeah.

That's-that's all the volunteer fire department
was, was guys he knew, you know?

So they show up...

And he's sitting there in the kitchen
with that ice pack on his face.

That's ridiculous. He felt like an idiot,
cos they're all gathered in there

like there's some huge murder
going down, you know?

Shh, shh.

OK.

Well, back on call.

Hey, how about some more wine?
You got a full glass here.

What's it like, a walkie-talkie, Sarah,
kind of like a baby walkie-talkie?

Yeah, yeah.
It's kinda cool.

Remember, we had that thing we did
with them little walkie-talkies?

- Oh, yeah.
- You got that kit for Christmas.

Remember that?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

You know, it's weird.
I think-I think about that stuff.

- I think it's kinda weird to talk about...
- You remember everything, too, don't you?

Well, yeah. I was always...
I was always talking to Dad.

I know you were.

I was always figuring out
what's going on, you know?

I was always nervous about shit,
you know, I guess.

But I tell you what, he's a...

If he... if he had this deal like we got
goin' on right now, you know?

He would've... he would've...
he would've done the same thing.

I don't know, I don't know.
I guess so.

I mean, cos that's what he... he always
wanted to get everything set up, you know.

I mean, he always wanted
to have enough

to just take care of things
and relax, you know.

Yeah.

He never quite had that,
so I think he'd have done it.

But, uh... I tell you what,
he'd still...

I guarantee you, if he'd had this,
he'd still be here.

He'd never have done that.

Done what?

Killed himself, you know.

It just wouldn't have happened.

What?

What are you talking about?

Hank, Dad killed himself,
you know that?

What? What are you
talking about?

Come on, what are you
talking about?

They were drunk.
They had a wreck.

Out on Jack's spur road.

That's like that ramp is...
Where he went every day?

You ain't gonna roll away
on a ramp like that.

He'd be on that thing
8,000 times a year, you know.

You think all of a sudden
he forgot his way?

Good grief!

He figured that, you know,
all that insurance money,

it'd be, you know, it'd take care
of the whole... the whole deal

that he wanted to, you know...

What? No, no.
What? What? Wait...

You know that, Hank.

I mean, think about it.

I guess what I'm trying to say is,
well, maybe I misjudged you, Hank.

Cos, I mean, you're a bit more...
well, I don't know,

let's... let's say... serious
than a guy like me,

and, you know, maybe sometimes
you can come across

like you sort of got
a stick up your ass.

I-I-I mean, to... to someone
who doesn't really know you,

to-to someone who... who can't get
beneath that first impression.

And, OK, OK,
maybe... maybe sometimes,

well... I can come off
a little bit like an asshole.

You think? No, come on.

Yeah. Oh, no, no, no! No.

I know what I'm talkin' about.

But fuck it.

- Yeah.
- It's all in the past, right?

What do you say?

- Come on.
- Sounds good to me.

Hell, yes.
Live and let live.

Live and let live.

I gotta take a leak.

Don't look at me like that.

Whoo!

Jerk!

What, you think that's funny?

Ah!

Ah, what, huh? I'm asking you,
You think it's funny tripping a guy

- on the way to the fucking can?
- Look, buddy...

Oh, don't buddy me!
What the...

See, that right here
is my buddy.

This guy right here
is my buddy.

You're not my fucking buddy, huh,
you got it?

Come on up here.
Come on up here.

- I'll kill... come on!
- No, no, no!

Come on. Come on.
It's not worth it.

Come on out here,
right out in front.

I'll paint you up and down
the fucking sidewalk, motherfucker!

- Get outta my bar!
- Oh, shut the fuck up, Ray!

- Get out!
- Asshole!

You know what?
You-you shit in one hand.

You better get the fuck out of here!

So, listen, if you gotta pee,
pee out here.

So... so anyway, this one guy, see,
he steps forward

and he says, uh... he says,
"You know what?

"The guy was OK until we twisted
his head back around,

"and then he just fucking died on us."

You get it? Get it?

Hey, I got one.

Ah, shit.

This old drunk was telling jokes
to his two drunk friends,

and he was keeping up his wife,

who, unlike him, had a job
to go to in the morning.

So, see, she gets so fucking fed up,
she comes downstairs

and she says, "If he doesn't shut up,

"he's gonna have to find
some other place to live rent-free."

- Do you get that one?
- No, listen, babe...

- Get it, guys?
- Hey, baby, come on, now.

We're just drinking.

Come on, what are you waiting for?
I don't want to be here all night.

- Let's get this over with.
- I won't do it, Hank.

What?

It's not fair.

We had a deal.

It's not right.

It's not right.

All right, dummy up.

Better just keep it down
a little bit.

Don't say anything.

Oh, shit, oh, shit, oh, shit.

You know how it is.

What the fuck's wrong with you, Hank?

Do you see this?
You see the way this boy drinks?

You see Hank take a drink
of that whiskey?

It's like... it's like...

Like-like in, you know, like,
what is it like?

Like some kind of commercial,
for preparation of the mouth?

Like he lives on Primrose Lane?

You look like some goddamn bird
or something.

You gonna start playing big brother now,
teach me how to drink my whiskey?

Did you ever see anybody drink
like that before?

No, to tell you the truth,

I don't believe I've ever seen
anybody drink like that before.

I don't... I don't drink like that,
my dad didn't drink like that.

Uh-oh.

You know, we don't have
one thing in common, me and him,

except maybe our last name.

You're more like a brother to me
than he is.

Oh!

Do... do him crossing the field.

Do it. He won't care.

Come on, you don't care,
do you, Hank, huh?

- Crossing the field?
- Uh... crossing the field.

Get up, get up!
Do like you did that night.

- The snow, he had...
- It's just like, uh... say, what was it?

OK.

And-and... the way it starts out
like he's walking across,

like, that fucking, like, uh...
like he's a quail or some shit.

Hey!

Hey, guys, come on, you know...
Hey, wait up, wait up. Wait for me.

I-I-I'm not dressed right.

You're only wearing
your pissy little loafers.

You know?

Do him when... do him when
the crow flies out

and-and pecks him in the head.
That's good.

No, that's... that's fucked up.
It's like... that was like...

You know...

The fucking thing
wasn't electric, shit.

You know, we shouldn't... we shouldn't
ever let him keep that money.

No, I'm not shitting.

We shouldn't...
we shouldn't have done that.

We should have never
let him keep that money.

Look how he's looking at us,
like he's fucking better and everything.

Like-like-like you own us
or something.

I think we've all had too much to drink.
Let's call it a night.

You're gonna keep the money
and shit, you know.

Let's all go home.

That's what... that's what you wanted,
wasn't it, Hank?

You wanted me to pick sides.
Isn't that what you said?

What are you talking about?

Yeah, you know... you know...
you know what he's gonna do?

He's gonna... he's gonna crawl
into Carl's office

like-like, on his belly like a fucking snake.
He's gonna end up confessing.

You know what, you're right.

I bet you would rat on us
just to get off the hook, now, wouldn't ya?

Take me home, man. Let's go.
I don't wanna stay here.

I gotta get home.

- No, huh... you know what? Wait.
- Come on, take home.

No! We got... we got something else
for you, Hank.

I tell you what? Let's do this.

Let's do... let's do more playacting,

and let's do it where he... where Hank
confesses, OK, to Carl, all right?

This is gonna be cool.
You be... can you be Hank and I'll be Carl.

- No!
- No, you do... you do it.

You go out and be Hank,
like you'd knock on Carl's door.

I can't do anything like him.

But when you're fucked up,
you're funny as shit. Come on, do it, man.

- OK.
- And you're knocking on the door...

And I'm, like, sitting here doing paperwork
and dumb ass comes in, OK?

Dumb ass comes in
with his tail between his legs, OK?

OK, here, I'm coming in.

- You ready?
- OK.

Hello?

Carl...

It's Hank Mitchell.

Well, hey, Hank,
how you doin'?

Hey, how you doin'?

- Sit... sit down.
- I... I need to talk to you.

Yeah, OK, what about?

It's about Dwight Stephanson.

- Yeah?
- He didn't die in an accident.

- What are you talking about?
- No, no, I killed him.

- You killed Dwight Stephanson?
- That's right.

I suffocated him with his own scarf,

and then I just shoved him
off the bridge into Anders Creek.

I made it look like an accident.

Well, why would you do
something like that?

That... that's OK.
We don't really want to hear that.

Four and a half million dollars
is worth a hell of a lot more to me

than some old man's life.

All right, that's enough.
That's enough.

I'm up to the part where you're gonna agree
to testify against us.

OK? Can I just do that?

'I killed him.'

- 'You killed Dwight Stephanson?'
- 'That's right.

'I suffocated him with his own scarf

'and then I just shoved him
off the bridge into Anders Creek.'

You taped this?

'I made it look like an accident.'

Well, why would you do that, Hank?

It's your confession.

It's you saying
how you killed Dwight Stephanson.

Nobody's gonna believe that.

I mean... I mean, it's obvious I'm just
kidding around on there, isn't it, Jacob?

Why-why would anybody believe it?
I mean, let's just think about this.

If you and I both go into Carl's office
tomorrow afternoon

and we both claim
the other one killed Dwight Stephanson,

who-who do you think
he's gonna believe, huh? You?

A 40-year-old unemployed
high school dropout,

who's proud when people call him
the town drunk, or me?

I've got a job.

I don't get drunk and-and-and scream
obscenities at my wife in public.

I don't pass out
on other people's doorways.

I wonder who he's gonna believe?

Yeah.

Now we're all back in the same boat again,
isn't that right, Jacob?

You seem to have forgotten
that we're all in this together.

Yeah, that's right.
Yeah, that's all... that's all it is, Lou.

That's all it is.

You know, it's not to hurt you.
That's what... that's what Hank said.

- It's just so you don't hurt him.
- That's right, that's right.

And-and-and it's like...
it's just in case you confess or...

Wait a minute.

Are you... are you telling me
you knew about this, Jacob?

- Take it easy.
- You saying you knew about this?

He isn't gonna use it, unless, er...

Is that what... is that
what you're saying here, Jacob?

That-that-that you two worked together?

I... he said he'd help me
buy back the farm, Lou.

Oh!

Oh!

- So that's cool, right?
- Shit!

- Lou, please.
- Come on, let's go.

Hey, Lou... Lou, please
don't be pissed off.

You know, he was...
we were just gonna...

- He'll cool down, Hank.
- Move, move, move! Let's go.

Don't move!

- What the hell are you doing?
- You give me that tape!

Goddamn, put down the gun!

No! No, you're not leaving here
until I get that fucking tape!

OK, OK, just settle down.

- Hey, Lou, leave him alone.
- Or what?

What, are you gonna shoot me,
Jake, huh?

Just leave... just leave him alone.

No, you stabbed me in the back,
right here in my own house!

Lou? What's going on?

- Come on, Lou, please!
- You know I need that money.

Please, Lou, leave him alone.

No, I need it!
I need it tomorrow, you know.

They're gonna...
they're gonna take my truck.

Put the gun... put the gun down, Lou!

You said he's got a job.
It's you and me, buddy.

We're the ones...
we're the ones who needs it.

- He just wants it!
- OK, OK, OK.

Leave him alone, come on.
Put it down, Lou.

- No!
- Put the gun down.

- No, shut up!
- Please, Lou.

- Shut up!
- Come on, man.

Lou, please, don't do that.

Do you think he's your friend, huh?
Is that what you think?

Lou, put it down!

He doesn't give a fuck about you.
Do ya?

Come on, Lou, let's all settle down.
We'll talk it through.

Come on, just...

Jesus!

- That was an insinuation.
- Lou...

Lou, for God's sakes.

Put the gun down, baby.

Lou!

This... this is the real thing.

Lou, no!
No, Lou, don't do it!

Put it down!

Oh, God!

Oh, my God!

- Oh, my God!
- Hank...

Oh, my God!
Oh, my God! Oh, my baby!

Oh, my baby, my baby!
Oh, my God!

Oh, my baby! Oh, my baby!
Oh, my God!

Hank, please stay out here
and talk to me. Don't... don't...

Tell me what's going on, Hank?

Oh, my God!

- Oh, my God!
- It's OK, Nancy.

- Call 911! Call... call the cops!
- It's OK.

I'll call 911. We got to decide...
we got to decide...

- We have to decide what we're gonna say.
- What?

You saw what happened.
It was an accident. It was an accident.

- You fucking killed him. You killed him.
- He got drunk, he went crazy.

- You killed him for the money.
- No, no!

- You killed him for the money.
- You can have his share. You can have it.

You fucking think I like just money?

Get... You stay out!

- Settle down.
- Get out!

Stop it!

What are you doing?
Stop it! Stop it!

Take it easy.

Please! Oh, my God!

- Please! Please...
- No. No, I wasn't going to.

No, no, no, no, I'm not gonna...
I wasn't gonna... No.

You saw what happened,
it was self-defense. No, wait!

Let's just talk, OK?
Figure this out?

Come on, we gotta, OK?

No!

Hank?

Hello, yes.
There... there's been a shooting.

H-Hank Mitchell.

I'm at Lou Chambers' place,
County Road 27, just past the burnt road.

They're both...

They're both dead!

Oh... oh, God!
Oh, God, please hurry!

Jacob?

Jacob?

Hey, what are you doing?

Come on, are you gonna be OK?

Come on, we can make this work.
We don't have much time.

Now, listen to what I have to say
very carefully, OK?

They were fighting, OK?

They were both drunk.

And Lou started pushing Nancy around.

When we tried to stop him,
he got really pissed off,

and-and he grabbed his shotgun.

And she ran into the kitchen
and got her pistol.

You ran out to your truck
and got your rifle,

but by the time
we got back to the house,

it was too late,
he'd already shot her.

He-he... he was shooting up
the whole place.

The ceilings, the walls, everything.

Then when we stepped in the doorway,
he shot at me, but he missed.

So he aimed the shotgun
at my chest,

And just before he pulled the trigger...
you killed him.

You saved my life.

You see?

It was self-defense.

Come on, Jacob.

I need to hear you say it.

They were fighting.

Lou got really mad.

He shot the walls,
he shot the ceiling.

Then what did we do?

We ran out to the truck.

You ran outside with Jacob,
cos, uh... Jacob said, uh...

he ran out to get his rifle on his own.
He said, uh...

See, he said, "Lou ran you
out of the house after he shot Nancy."

Jacob said that?

Well, I suppose...

I can see how it might've seemed
that way to him.

Because...

He did... he did go out
to the truck alone.

I followed him, but...

Then when I heard the shot...

...and Nancy got killed...

I turned back toward the house.

I was on the porch
when-when Lou started outside,

and that's when I turned
to run out into the yard.

So...

I guess...

I-I can see how it might've seemed
that way to Jacob,

that I was running outside.

Yeah.

Go home, Hank. We'll, uh...

I think we got what we need
for right now.

- May they rest in peace.
- May they rest in peace.

And may their souls and the souls
of all the faithful departed,

through the mercy of God,
rest in peace.

Amen.

In the name of the father,
the son, and the holy spirit.

Hey.

Oh, I think the little lady
is ready to come out.

Maybe she's getting a little cold.

- Whoa... yeah...
- Shh, shh, shh...

Shh...

Who could that be?

It's Carl.

Hey, Carl.

I hope I didn't wake you, Hank.
I saw a light was still on, so...

Oh, no, no. Just, you know,
getting ready for bed.

I hate like hell
to have to do this to you, Hank.

I was, uh... driving out
by Lou Chambers' place,

and, uh... I saw your brother's truck
parked out in the middle of the road.

I could barely squeeze around it.

I found him inside the house
passed out in an armchair.

Oh. No... well, I appreciate
you bringing him here.

I... I mean, I hope it wasn't too much...

I know you guys
had a real rough time.

Just... have a talk with him, OK?

And I'll try to keep
an eye on him, too.

Come on, what the hell
were you thinking about? Huh?

That's the last place in the world
you oughta be.

God, I just about had a heart attack
when Carl knocked on the door.

We gotta be careful.

Can't take any chances.

Get yourself over.
There we go.

Comfortable?

Only I don't think I should be here
in the baby's room.

It's-it's clean in here.

What? It's OK.
The baby sleeps with us.

Hey, you remember this?

Everything goes to sleep.

Your head goes to sleep.
Remember when Dad used to do that?

Your head goes to sleep.

Your shoulders go to sleep.

Your arms go to sleep.

Your back goes to sleep.

Hank, do you ever feel evil?

I do.

I feel evil.

You know, maybe I can get
a family of my own now.

I mean, with the money and all.

Why? Don't you think somebody
would marry me if I'm rich?

You don't need money for that.

- Hank.
- Hey, come on.

What about, er...
what was her name?

Carrie Richards?

She liked you even though
you were a broke-dick.

Oh, her. Yeah.

That was a whole different deal.
That was...

Her-her-her friends,
they pitched in 100 bucks altogether

and betted her that she wouldn't go steady
with me for a month.

Jesus, Jacob.

I...

I thought you guys had a thing.

I don't know.
It... it weren't that bad.

I mean, actually,
it was... it was kinda cool.

We used to walk around
together a lot, you know.

Take walks, you know?

And, uh... we talked
about all kinda cool stuff.

I held hands with her one time.

We were walking around,

but my hand sweated so much
she kinda had to let it go.

I was nervous, I guess.

But it was cool.

When the month was over,
she, uh...

You know, kinda would say hi to me
sometimes in the hallway when I'd see her.

She didn't have to do that.

That was cool of her.

God, Hank, you know, I've never...
I've never even kissed a girl before.

And you know what? If being rich
will change that, I'm all for it.

I don't care.
I just wanna feel it, you know?

I just wanna know
what people do, you know?

I don't care
if it's cos of the money.

Hank, I'm gonna be happy now, right?

Sure you are.

We all are.

Yeah, that's right.
We all are.

You know what? I'm gonna, you know,
buy back the farm, you know?

And have, uh... and have a lot of kids,
cos I'll meet this nice girl

and she'll be really cool to me
and be really nice.

Just normal, a normal woman, you know.

And, uh... and then you and Sarah
will come over and bring Amanda,

and... and we'll all sit around
and tell stories and stuff.

We'll drink out on the porch
like Dad and Uncle Ted used to do.

- You know?
- Yeah.

He nod off on you, Jack?

Hey, Carl.

Gettin' a bit thin
up top there, Hank.

Don't you have
any crimes to solve?

Maybe.

Think you could track down Jacob,
bring him by my office tomorrow afternoon?

Sure. What for?

Man from the FBI
is gonna be driving through.

Thought you two might be able
to help him out.

Seems they're looking
for a lost plane.

- See you about three.
- You bet.

Maybe we should just leave.

Take the money and the baby
and just leave the country.

Stop it, Hank.

You'll go in there
and you'll see what he knows.

If anything looks bad,
we can always burn the money.

It's still the only thing
tying us to anything.

The connections
are just under the surface.

Sarah... I mean, think about it.

It wouldn't be that hard
for somebody to just put it all together.

There's the plane
and... and Stephanson.

There's Lou and Nancy.

You've gotta remember
how people see you.

You're just a normal guy,
a nice, sweet, normal guy.

- They're gonna know.
- No, they won't.

Nobody would ever believe that you'd
be capable of doing what you've done.

Well, it was snowin' pretty hard,
so we're not really sure,

but it sounded kinda like an engine
cuttin' on and off.

But that was it.
We didn't hear anything more.

No... no crash.
No engine. Nothing.

Anything you wanna add
to that, Jacob?

No.
I can't... I can't think of anything.

That's about it.

It was probably a snowmobile
or something.

- Yeah.
- You know?

Well, guess that's it, guys.

Thanks for comin'.

- My pleasure, Carl.
- Good to see you, Carl.

- Nice to have met you.
- I'll talk to you later.

Do you think
you could take us out there?

To the nature preserve?

Have to go in the morning, I guess,
After the storm passes.

Can... can you tell us
what this is all about?

Lookin' for a plane.

There's no way
it's from the armored car robbery.

This isn't a guess, honey.
The guy from the FBI told me.

It doesn't make sense.

The kidnapping made sense.

He's looking for a plane
full of money.

I mean, how many of those
can there be around here?

It was hundred-dollar bills, Hank.

If it was an armored car robbery,
there'd be other denominations.

There'd be 50s and 20s and 10s.

Well, congratulations, Sarah.
I guess you know more than the FBI.

Hank?

Did he show you his badge?

Why would he show me his badge?

Wait.

It's him, isn't it?

It's the older one... Vernon.

He's looking for his brother.

The guy I met today was skinnier.
He didn't have a beard.

Well, maybe he lost weight.
Maybe he shaved.

Well, that doesn't make
a difference, does it?

I mean, no matter who he is,
I still have to take him to the plane.

Well, if we think it's him,
you shouldn't go.

Why not?

Because he's gonna shoot
all three of you, Hank.

As soon as he sees the plane.
That's why he wants you to go,

so he can get rid
of the witnesses.

But if he's really from the FBI,
and I don't show up,

it's gonna look suspicious as hell.

I'll call the FBI in the morning
and I'll ask for an Agent Baxter.

That won't work.
I'm meeting them at nine.

They won't be open
before that.

Well, you can stall them
for a bit.

And, uh... I'll call from here,

and then I'll call you
at Carl's office.

And what if there's no Agent Baxter?
Then what?

Well, then you won't go.

You can tell Carl
that the baby's sick

and... and that you have
to come home.

What about Jacob?

Say he's hungover.
Carl would believe that.

Whoever the guy is,
you don't want Jacob there.

- It sounds like a BS excuse.
- Hank, what do you want?

- Well...
- What do you want?

Do you wanna just walk out there
and get shot by this guy?

No, I don't wanna walk out there
and get shot!

Well, I'm trying
to come up with a plan.

- A plan?
- Yeah.

Like-like the one to take the money
back to the plane,

and we end up killing Stephanson?

Or maybe the one where we tape Lou,
and two more people end up dead.

Is that the sort of plan
you're thinking of?

Well, I've got a plan!

I'm taking the money back right now,
all of it.

- Hank...
- No!

- Hank...
- I'm gonna put it back,

and everything's gonna be
just like it used to be.

That money, goddamn it!
Fuckin' money!

Is that what you think?
Is that what you think you want?

Walking off to the feed store
every morning for the next 30 years,

waiting for Tom Butler to retire or die
so you can finally get a raise?

And what about Amanda?

Do you think she's gonna like growing up
in somebody else's hand-me-down clothes?

Playing with some kid's old toys

because we can never afford
to buy her anything new?

- Don't say any more.
- And me.

What about me?

Spending the rest of my life,
eight hours a day,

with a fake smile plastered on my face
checking out books.

And then coming home
to cook dinner for you,

the same meals over and over again,
whatever the week's coupons will allow.

Only going out to restaurants
for special occasions,

birthdays or anniversaries.

And even then having to watch
what we order,

skipping the appetizer,
coming home for dessert.

You think
that's gonna make me happy?

- That's enough.
- No, no. I haven't done Jacob yet.

It's back to the welfare office
for Jacob.

The occasional odd job.

But with Lou gone now...

...just himself and his dog
all alone in that filthy apartment.

- How long do you give him, Hank?
- Stop it!

Sounds wonderful, doesn't it?

Everything just like it used to be.

'Federal Bureau Of Investigation.'

I would like to speak to...
Is there an agent Neil Baxter there?

Well, if Jacob can't make it,

that just leaves more of Linda's
homemade breakfast treats to go around.

Hank, go ahead.
Have one of those.

Help yourself.

That's her own special creation there.

Deep-fried dietetic donuts.

And so inedible, you won't be able
to get enough of it down to be bad for ya.

Hey, this guy, uh...

You know, this guy Baxter,
he showed you his badge or anything?

Badge?

Yeah. This is kinda stupid,
but, you know, I always wondered

if they look like they do
in the movies.

Yeah? How's that?

Well, you know, kinda bright and silver
with a big FBI stamped across the center.

Not really.

He showed you his?

Well, no, but I've seen them before.

I wonder where he is.

Well, you know, I bet he'd show it to you
if you just ask him, Hank.

Hell, he... he might even let you hold his gun
if you ask him real nice.

You know what, later on, I could take you
for a ride in my truck

and make the lights flash for you.

- Yeah?
- 'Carl?'

- Yes.
- 'It's Sarah. Hi.

'I'm looking for Hank.
Is he there?'

Yes, ma'am, you found him.
He's... he's standing right here.

He's trying to avoid eating
one of my wife's homemade donuts.

- 'Oh.'
- How's the baby?

'Well, she's not doing so good.

'That's part of what I'm calling
to tell him about.'

I'm sorry to hear... Well, you probably
better tell him that yourself, OK?

- 'All right.'
- You take care.

- 'Thank you.'
- That's your wife.

- Hi, honey.
- 'It's him.'

- What?
- 'It's him, Hank.

'Come home.
You gotta get out of there.

'Hank?'

I gotta stay.

'What do you mean,
you gotta stay?

'We agreed that if I called you,
that you were gonna come home.'

What about Carl?

'I don't know. Tell Carl...
tell him to give the guy directions

'and that you two
will meet him there later...'

Everybody ready to roll?

'Hank, he's gonna...
he's gonna shoot you both.'

Ready to roll.

- 'Hank?'
- Yeah.

'Hank?'

Huh. Yeah. Well, they're waiting
for me, baby. I gotta go.

- Carl, how you doin'?
- Good morning. How'd you sleep?

'Hank, you come home, OK?
Please, baby.'

Sarah.

- OK.
- 'Wait, Hank.'

- Yeah, I'll see you then.
- 'Hank!'

OK. Yeah.
Yeah, I'll see you then.

'Goddamn it! Don't!'

I love you, too.

'Wait. Hank?'

Everything OK?

Oh, yeah. You know, just, uh...
some confusion about this evening's plans.

Where's your brother?

Oh, uh... Jacob won't be joining us
this morning.

It seems he tied one on again
last night.

- Ready when you are, Hank.
- Good. Let's go.

Yep.

Oh, no.
You should've asked me.

Oh, hey. I forgot my hat.
I'll catch up with you guys.

Well, go get it.
It's cold out there.

Yeah.

You saw that truck
right around the corner, didn't you?

Shit.

Oh, this is the place, Hank.
I'm pretty sure of it.

Look. Right there is that, uh...
nature preserve sign.

That's where you guys were.

I guess you're right, but I thought
it was a little further down, just, you know...

And, you know, if it was off over
on that side, that's farmland over there.

Those farmers probably
would have found it by now.

The best bet's gotta be over here
in the nature preserve.

So I think the best idea is each of us
take a different section of the woods...

Well, good for Jacob.

This will make things go faster.

Bring your rifle.

We'll take a different section
of the woods.

If you or I find it, Baxter, we'll just fire
a couple of shots into the air.

And, uh... Hank, here,
you take that whistle.

And if you find it, just blow it
loud as you can.

We'll all come running.

- I thought you weren't up for this.
- I talked to Sarah.

Well, I got up, and I felt better.

He's right, you don't look good.
Is something wrong?

Oh, I just...
I had a rough night.

Well, let's go, guys.

- I'll take the center.
- All right.

- Hey! Hey!
- Carl.

Wait, Carl! Carl!

Get outta there! Run!

Hey! Hey! I found it.
It's right down here.

Pull your gun on him.
Make him show you his badge.

- What?
- He's got a gun! He's got a gun!

He's not FBI, he's lying.
He's got a gun.

- What are you talking about?
- Just do it!

I guess you might as well
just show him your badge.

All right, all right.

It's OK, Hank.
He's gonna show you his badge.

Don't turn your back!

Where's my money?

Where is it?

It's in the plane.

Then go get it.
Come on!

You waiting for something, genius?
Do it!

OK. OK.

Come on! Today!

OK. I've got it.

That's it?
Where the fuck is the rest...

So you had a piece, huh?

But you're not the cold-blooded type,
are you, Mr. Mitchell?

Looks like we're both gonna have
an awful lot of explaining to do.

Just me.

Jacob?

Hank?

It's OK.

Don't.

- Don't. Don't.
- Maybe...

- You're gonna mess it up.
- Mess it... mess it up?

Just leave him be.

OK.

You understand what we gotta say?

We're gonna tell them that Carl lent me
the gun to signal if I found the plane.

Then when I saw Baxter shoot him...

- We can't do this, Hank.
- What do you mean, we can't?

We're gonna have
to tell on ourselves.

- No, we don't.
- We... we can't.

No. No.

- No. This is gonna work.
- Not anymore.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's gonna work.

It's perfect.

Come on, Jacob.

We just gotta get through the next
couple of hours, and then we're home.

We're home-free.

You wanna be happy?

You want a wife and kids?

Me and you sitting around on the porch
drinking late at night?

Well, goddamn it,
this is what it costs.

Right here, right now.

Come on. Come on.

Let's go over this again,
make sure we haven't overlooked anything.

I wish somebody else
had found that money.

Well, they didn't.
Now quit.

OK. Baxter came down here.

He came up behind Carl.

I was over there.
Yeah, and you were in the woods.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. It's gonna work.

It's gonna work. Yeah.

What are you doing?
Now, put this back.

Make it look
like the bad guy did it, Hank.

What?
Come on, we're almost home.

I'm tired, Hank.

And-and-and I don't care.

It's OK with me.
I'm not... I'm not afraid.

- No, Jacob.
- I'm not afraid. It's perfect.

- Stop that, Jacob.
- It's-it's perfect.

- No. No.
- Come on, Hank. Let me do something.

This is... this is the only thing.

See, I don't wanna sit around
the rest of my life thinking about this shit.

I can't do it... sit on the porch
and drink.

I can't do it,
so you're gonna have to do it.

Couple more hours,
we'll be home.

You can do this,
and it's gonna be perfect for you.

And you got something... you got
something to go on for, Hank,

and you know it.
I don't wanna be here.

No.

No. Please, no.

Come on, Hank.
Let me do something.

You just tell the little girl that I... that,
you know, that bear... bear is from me.

You know?

If you love me, Hank, you'll do it.

I'll give you a chance.
I won't look at you.

I won't look at you, Hank,
But if you don't do it...

...then I'm gonna do it, and then we're
gonna both gonna be fucked, aren't we?

We don't need to both be fucked.

- I'll-I'll do it, Hank, if you don't.
- No!

I'm telling you I will.

Boy, it's-it's funny about finding
this fucking plane, wasn't it?

Jacob!

Oh, Jacob!

To someone
who's been properly trained,

there are many ways
to detect a liar.

The shifty eyes of detective novels
have a certain basis in fact.

A wooden or stilted tone.

Gestures that seem either slightly robotic
or else unnecessarily expansive.

Details tend to be vague, slippery.

Sometimes the suspect will cover his mouth
with his hand when he speaks.

Did you notice anything
like that in the guy you shot today?

He was lying to you,
Mr. Mitchell. He wasn't from the FBI.

His name was Vernon Bokovsky.

His brother was in that crashed plane
you found out there today.

Bokovsky and his brother
were the guys

who kidnapped that McMartin girl
last November.

Remember the one they shot
and dumped in the lake?

4.4 million in ransom money.
Want to touch it?

Go ahead, go ahead.

Pretty hefty, huh?

That's only part of it.
We're still tracking down the rest.

Yeah. It's just a matter of time.

A matter of time?

Well, we had the money for two hours
before the kidnappers picked it up.

Couldn't mark it, we were afraid
they'd detect the markings and kill the girl,

so, um... we put together
a task force of 20 agents,

and they wrote down as many
of the serial numbers as they could.

We managed to record
just under 5,000 of them,

that's one out of ten of the bills.

Now it's simply a matter
of waiting for the numbers to turn up.

Can't go around
passing $100 bills

without eventually sticking
in someone's memory.

No. No.

No, Hank. Hank!
Oh, Hank!

Hank, we can run with it.
We could leave the country.

We could go to South America
or-or to Australia or someplace far away.

Please, Hank!

'There are days when I manage
not to think of anything at all.

'Not the money...

'...or the murders...

'...or Jacob.'

'Days when Sarah and I try to pretend
that we're just like everyone else...

'...as if none of it
had ever happened.

'But those days
are few and far between.'