Justified

Isn't it true that my client was drugged and abducted

from tramble prison against his will and betterjudgement?

What betterjudgement?

Yes or no, deputy?

Yes.

And isn't it true that my client was later drugged again

and made to believe that his kidneys had been removed?

You might want to note for the record

he thought he had four kidneys.

Your honour, would you please direct the witness?

Yes.

And isn't it true that on the occasion of your first meeting,

you broke mr Crowe's nose?

Objection. No basis in evidence.

Miss keyhoe.

I'm simply asking deputy givens

to corroborate his own report, your honour.

Was that in the report?

You grabbed his hair and slammed his face into a steering wheel,

and a few days later,

you hit him in the nose with the butt of a shotgun.

Didn't you?

I don't remember putting that in the report.

Deputy, perhaps you should just stipulate to having

assaulted my client on not less than a dozen occasions.

Objection!

Judge reardon: Counsel, approach the bench.

Miss keyhoe, you getting anywhere near a point?

Your honour, I've got a long list of federal inmates

that are prepared to testify

to their abuse at the hands of this man.

Your honour, that's bullshit.

There's a $20,000 settlement on the table, miss keyhoe.

Mr vasquez, this goes beyond the abuses perpetuated against my client.

I'm laying the foundation for a class-action lawsuit

against the United States marshal service

and the federal bureau of prisons.

Vasquez hmm?

Just_.

Your honour. Two hundred.

Mmm. Two-fifty.

Little bit higher. Three hundred.

Step back.

Mr Crowe, a settlement offer of $20,000 has already been made.

The us. Attorney has modified it to 300.

Do you accept that offer?

No, I do not!

After what I've been through... My kidneys and everything...

You telling me all I get is $300?

$300,000, you nitwit.

I'll take that as a yes.

Next case.

All right, they got you down for obstruction, evidence tampering,

and desecration of a corpse,

which will get tossed before we even get into court,

unless you were actually having sex with dead delroy, which I doubt.

Now, most lawyers will tell you to plea it out anyway,

but I don't plea bargain ever, and that's why they call me the wild man.

Counsellor, may I interrupt?

Did you bring your headphones like I asked?

Yeah, but...

My fiancee and I need to have a conversation without being recorded.

What exactly are we talking about?

Well, rest assured it will not be about you.

So, put 'em on, plug 'em in, and crank it to 10.

What's going on?

Baby, I'm ready for whatever selection they make.

McAllister's easy... whores.

Reynolds is a little more difficult,

but he's an alcoholic with money woes.

Now, judge bishop...

He's the wild card. He's as honest as they come.

I might have to threaten his family, but the point is...

I'm gonna do whatever I got to do to get you out of here.

How are you, Boyd?

Sitting in your house in the country,

ifeelhke I'm in my own jail.

But I know that this will be back on your finger soon enough.

Time's up!

It's just the truck.

Where are your lead and follow cars?

We got separated back at one of the turns.

That the money?

It is.

But you don't get it until I see the shipment.

I don't know how many of these rodeos you been to, friend.

That's not how it works.

Well, that's how it's gonna work tonight, friend.

How about you toss that briefcase over here?

Ross?

When I shoot him, get that briefcase out of his dead hands.

No, this ain't my first rodeo.

Carl! I got you, Boyd!

Now, you ain't got any dope in that truck, do you, son?

You got to understand. Detroit's in free fall.

We never got the dope. So, what?

You figured you'd drive south anyway, rip off the simple people?

Well, we ain't that simple.

Now, you got a man inside that truck?

What's his name?

Donny.

Donny?

Now, you must've heard what just happened to your friends.

I'd imagine you want to avoid a similar fate.

Now, why don't you slide that door open four inches

and ease whatever weapons you have out butt first.

God damn it!

Boyd, he got your ear.

I know. I'm the one who got shot!

It's crowder.

I didn't take you for a tennis fan, mr crowder,

but the only reason I can see you calling at this hour

is to discuss azarenka's last match.

I had to kill three deliverymen, I got no dope,

and my ear's damn near been shot off.

Pack a bag. We're going to Detroit.

J“ on this lonely road

j“ trying to make it home

j“ doing it by my lonesome, pissed off, who wants some?

J“ I'm fighting for my soul

j“ god get at your boy

j“ you try to bogard fallback, lgo hard

j“ on this lonely road trying to make it home

j“ doing it by my lonesome, pissed off, who wants some?

J“ I see them long, hard times to come j“.

You're late.

We have a shipment coming in... port of Miami.

Can I get one of those?

Why don't we just get this done with?

The money.

How short is this? Not a lot.

Fifty. Fifty's half.

Half's a lot. What'd you do this time?

What kind of question's that?

Well, if you were a cook, I'd say, "what's cooking?"

But since you're a screw-up, I'm asking about that.

Hey. You best not make fun of me.

Where's the rest of the money?

That's all we got from the candy company.

Yeah? Which candy company is that, dilly?

The one that bought the sugar.

He insisted we stop at the apalachee casino.

Indian casinos are rigged against the white man.

That's a fact.

Then why'd you go?

Can't win if you don't play, choo choo.

I had an arrangement with the machado family...

Not this moron.

So, if I'm gonna be dealing with the crowes,

I want to deal with the other brother.

No! No! You can't do that.

Why is that?

The only reason I went to the apalachee

is 'cause I already lost a bundle of the family's money on the dogs,

and I had to make it up.

Darryl like as not to beat my ass, he finds out.

Gator boy is gonna get us all arrested.

Come on. Nobody gonna touch you. You're a cop.

I'm a coast guard, you...

Now, what'd you do that for?

Tired of him making fun of me!

He alive?

Not any more.

I didn't leave Cuba for this shit.

I have good news for you.

What'd I do now?

Simon Lee.

Off-duty Florida coast guard officer

under investigation by the feds

as missing and presumed dead. Aw.

If that's the good news, I don't want to hear the bad.

Suspect is a Cuban national,

violent career criminal

by the name of Elvis Manuel machado.

Must be a story there.

Fugitive task force is looking for mr machado,

and among his known associates...

Dillon Crowe, aka dilly.

I believe you know him.

Figured he'd be dead by now.

That's why I told the task force that you'd be assisting them.

Art? Yeah, you get to dilly to get to machado.

Think of it like a family trip.

The crowes are a terrible family.

I'm not talking about their family.

I'm talking about your family. You got a kid down there.

Yeah, of course. Well, there you go.

Quality time is very important when they're little.

Look, art. I'd love to see my child,

but before we go spending taxpayer money on the ticket,

I'd like to remind you we've got

a perfectly good Crowe right here in Kentucky.

Yes, we're all familiar with mr Dewey Crowe, but why would he help you?

He owes me a favour.

Figure he owes you about 300,000 favours.

I'll go see Dewey, get to the bottom of this.

Be back before you know it.

You leave today!

Well... hey, Raylan.

Wade.