Banshee

- ( car alarm blaring ) - ( grunts )

- ( gun clicks) '(grunts )

- Ah! - ( shotgun cocks )

What's up, Hondo?

You guys got nothing on me.

- You killed a cop. - Allegedly.

And then you bragged about it.

Honda". So arrest me, sweetheart.

All right? You got nothing tying me to that nigger friend of yours.

Okay, why don't you see if you can make it stick?

No. You killed our friend.

We're not gonna arrest you.

What are you talkin' about?

You're right, we couldn't make it stick.

You're fucking cops, okay? Arrest me.

See any badges?

You're the fuckin' sheriff!

- Allegedly. - Oh, fu...

Where do you go?

What do you mean?

It's like...

You can't even look at me.

It's nothing like that.

You know, maybe you should really think about

getting a new place.

It has a certain old-school charm, no?

No.

Well, you can't beat the rent.

I mean, I get that this isn't a relationship,

and I'm fine with that.

I have to go to work.

You could at least hire a cleaning service or something.

I don't like people touching my things.

- Your things? - Yeah.

- These aren't your things. - Okay, time to get up.

This is where Sugar's old crap goes to die.

Yeah, this coming from the girl who lives in an Airstream.

You just seem like somebody who could use a friend is all I'm saying.

We're just two adults having sex in a motel room.

You know what? Fuck it.

Come here.

Great sex.

Always room for improvement.

- Hey, Carrie, you're early. - I couldn't sleep.

Man: Order up.

Eggs Benedict, hold the sauce.

Man, you GUYS-

- Take the back five, okay? - You got it.

Who had the eggs Florentine?

You want some eggs?

No, thanks.

You hear that?

What?

Quiet.

- You missing Job? - No.

I'm just sayin' how nice and quiet it's been

since you got back from your little trip to New York last month.

You got a problem with quiet?

On the contrary.

I'm gonna miss it when it's gone.

Kai: Yes?

In regards to the matter we discussed,

you should come down to the basement.

- Now? - Yes.

Is he ready to talk?

Looks like you two made quite a night of it.

I know, I know. Burton's interview style

can be a little rigid at times,

but he's very precise.

These cuts will all heal.

You just make sure you live long enough to let that happen.

Do you understand? Good.

Now, has Jim Cage been supplying Philadelphia with molly?

Yeah.

And he's been selling to Frazier exclusively?

They cut your prices.

He's got the whole territory locked up.

Thank you for your cooperation.

Wait!

Please. Please help me.

Please.

That's not really my thing.

Stay the fuck away from me!

Fruit platter and oatmeal with soy milk.

Egg white omelet.

Hi, Carrie.

How are you? How are the kids?

Everything's great. Thanks.

Woman: Eggs over easy.

Side of bacon, crisp.

Thank you.

I give her a lot of credit.

It can't be easy, huh?

You okay?

Yeah.

- Lucas: Mr. Proctor. - Sheriff, Deputy.

Charging me with unlicensed firearms.

That was the best you could do?

Just getting the ball rolling till I can charge you

- with the Longshadow murder. - I'm sure you are,

but thanks to you I have an airtight alibi, don't I?

You had me locked up, remember?

The way I see it, a guy like you, I'll get another shot.

Yeah, but your track record isn't exactly giving me

much cause for concern.

See you around, Kai.

I still come in every day expecting to see Emmett there.

Yeah, me, too.

Hey, morning.

- Hey. - Raven.

Uh...

Listen, I know that I...

have some pretty big shoes to fill here.

- Huge. - Yeah, yeah, I get that.

But all I did was answer an ad.

I'm sorry. This can't be easy for you.

It's not, but it gets my family off the reservation.

And I gotta tell you after working six years for KPD,

it's great to be working in an actual functioning police station.

Functional. That's us.

Hey, Hood, you got a minute?

Uh, yeah. What's up?

Hondo file.

Medical examiner said they're not gonna send out

for ballistics on the bullets.

They're prioritizing, I guess.

And I-- And I canvassed the area.

No one seems to have seen anything.

So, basically, the official consensus is

three anonymous shooters did the world a favor

and nobody's gonna lose any sleep over

a dead neo-Nazi with multiple priors.

- So... - Sounds good to me.

0K8)'-

Something else?

Are you even fazed by this?

- We executed a man, Hood. - He killed one of us.

I know that.

I understand.

You've done this sort of thing before?

What?

Killed a man?

No, executed him.

Brock...

You'll be okay.

Now let's go.

Let's just not make a habit of it, okay? I--

Does Father know that we've been meeting like this?

To what end?

You don't think he'll join us, do you?

But you would think at one point he'd want to know

what became of his son.

Let's be honest, Kai.

Who you've become is exactly what he is afraid of.

How is my granddaughter doing?

She's fine.

- (grunting ) - Man: Hit him!

The fire trials

are a sacred Redbone tradition

to prove yourself a worthy leader.

Times have changed

and the Redbones must change with them.

Wrong.

- ( ringing continues ) - Sheriff's Department.

Billy. Billy.

You have to press that interface button first

in order to pull the call off Alma's switchboard.

- Thanks. - Got it?

- Yeah. - Time and experience, son.

Brock: Interface.

- Brock: There you go. - Sheriff's Department.

Deputy Lotus stepped away for a moment. Can I help you?

Do you see him now?

Are all your doors locked?

Can you check them for me, please?

And tell me your address.

Got it.

Okay, we're on our way, ma'am.

Okay, we got a prowler call.

Lady said there's a guy hiding in her shrubbery

- in her backyard. - Whoa.