Fargo

Uh...

Uh...

Oh!

Oh...

Uh...

- -

Alpha team is moving.

Alpha team is moving.

I love these moments.

You see a man in a dress come through here?

Haircut like The Three Stooges?

When the violence comes, it comes fast, and it's over.

You can never really be sure.

Did I draw first? Or did he?

Shouldn't you be out on the line, inspiring the men?

It's your goat-fuck.

I saw Karen.

Yeah, well, she should've pulled the trigger.

What can I say? She's soft.

Maybe that's why you haven't killed her yet.

Not today, old man.

And then there's why number two's still breathing.

And how come your son is such a fuckup?

- Weak. - All right, go ahead.

Take your dentures out, so I don't break them.

See, that's your problem.

No respect for your elders.

Well, you'll be calling me "professor"

by the time I get finished teaching you a lesson.

What's that?

- - I-I can't quite hear you there,

Professor.

Rot in hell, you piece of shit.

Daddy?

Goddamn it.

I swear to God, if I got to chase you, woman...

- That's her. Go. - Weapons free.

Just give us a minute.

Just give me a minute.

Come on.

Give us a kiss.

FBI!

Drop your weapon. Drop your weapon!

What? No! The hostage. I'm the hostage!

No!

Oh, he's gone.

Stay down.

- I got to get him. - No.

I got him.

Whoops.

Drop the knife.

What knife?

Geez. I guess somebody can't take a joke.

Not a joke.

Next one goes in your mouth. Now drop it.

Make me.

- This is Witt Farr. - Belly shot, can you believe it?

- By a female. - I am underground

- with the suspect. - Oh, this can't be happening.

- Shut up. There's an entrance... - I am an emissary of the Lord.

...on the southeast slope, by a tree-- Stop.

Son, my destiny is at the other end of that tunnel.

I'm not your son.

Now drop the knife.

- -

There it is.

Don't fight it, son.

It's all over now.

Where is he?

Did he get him? Huh?

Come on, kid.

Almost there.

Your son gave you up, by the way.

I told you, I'm fine.

I just need to call my daughter.

- I need to get home. - Nadine?

Gator.

Nadine.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

It's over now.

Did you really see my mom?

No, hon.

I thought I did.

But she was just a beautiful angel in a dream.

Would you...

...come visit me...

...in jail?

With cookies.

You still like oatmeal raisin?

Mrs. Lyon?

I spoke to your husband. He knows you're okay.

Thank you.

He worries so much.

Could you help me? I need to find...

I need to find my trooper, Witt Farr,

just to thank him.

Oh.

Almost home.

Come here. My baby.

Hi.

Let me look at you.

My beautiful girl.

So, you're okay, then.

Yeah.

I... I just got the download.

Shot him in the stomach, they said, which...

...that's my girl.

There, there.

Okeydoke.

Good for you.

Something about anniversaries.

You want to do the flowers?

Go on.

I can't believe I never asked.

Was he married?

No. Just a cat named Lucky.

Mine, now.

His mother came to the funeral, brought his six sisters.

Can you imagine?

No wonder he was so nice.

I want six sisters.

Oh.

How about we start with one, hmm?

I like the new ads. You and Wayne together.

Oh, yeah. We're moguls now.

Opening a new location in Saint Paul.

Wayne's the people person, so he does sales.

I'm more back-of-the-house, strategy.

- Ah, perfect. - Yeah.

Well, I got to go meet your mother-in-law.

Some business to take care of.

Sure.

And Wayne's making chili, so we better...

Hopefully see you soon?

- Oh, yeah. You will. - Okay.

Shoot.

We got to pick up sour cream for Dad.