01x02 - The King - El Rey

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["Fresno" by Tim Hockberry]

♪ I'm going to Fresno

♪ Oh I won't be back tonight

♪ I'm going to Fresno

♪ I was blockin' all my life

♪ Don't try to find me

♪ I'm like a needle
in the stack ♪

♪ I'm going to Fresno

♪ And I'm never coming back

♪ Yeah yeah yeah yeah

♪ I'm going to Fresno

♪ Oh I won't be back tonight

♪ I'm going to Fresno

♪ I was blockin' all my life

♪ Don't try to find me

♪ I'm like a needle
in the stack ♪

♪ I'm going to Fresno

♪ I'm going to Fresno

♪ I'm going to Fresno

♪ And I'm never coming back

♪ Yeah yeah yeah yeah

♪ Yeah yeah yeah yeah ♪

[news reporter]
In local news,
a tragic accident

in the town
of Petaluma yesterday

as an immigration
and customs enforcement agency

'vehicle collided
with a pickup truck.'

'Luke James Clarkman
died at the scene .'

'He was the son of Sawyer
and Susanna Clarkman.'

Among the largest dairy
suppliers in California.

'Police are still investigating'

'the circumstances
of the accident.'

'Services to Luke Clarkman
will be held this Thursday.'

'Our thoughts and prayers
are with the family.'

[dramatic music]

[officer #1]
Why don't you
tell me again what happened?

Um..

I came to and, uh, panicked.

The agent, he helped me out.

Pulled Hassie out.

[somber music]

And that's when I saw him.

And the agent tried
to calm her down..

I was in shock.

I-I was in shock.

I know that road
like the back of my hand.

I don't know
how it could've happened..

I don't understand
how it could've happened..

[officer #1]
Were you under
the influence of any substances

had anything to drink?

[sobbing]

I don't drink.

And where were you going?

It's so stupid.

[sobbing]
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

To the Daltons

Hassie left some stuff there.

[officer #1]
'Ms. Cortez..'

[speaking in foreign language]

I have a green card.

[officer #1]
'Are you married?'

Am I trouble?

[officer #2]
'Just one last question.'

[trembling]

[officer #1]
'Who was driving?'

[engine revving]

I had a feeling that
I would find you here.

Hey, dad.

- Everything okay?
- Yeah.

Yeah, just..

...thinking about mom.

Has she ever once worked
for, uh, Clarkman Ranch?

Clarkman?

Um..

M-m-maybe that's
what it is called.

I don't remember.

Why do you ask?

Why, I saw their house
on the news and..

Well, it looked like the same
house in some of mom's pictures.

The news?

Yeah, the Clarkman's son

just died in a car accident.

We can't imagine.

I was just wondering if,
maybe, they can help.

You know, ask them
to find out where she is

or the last time
they talked to her.

She worked there it was..

...so long ago.

Before you're born.

What you imagine
they could tell you.

I don't know.

[speaking in foreign language]

Is that one of your
ancient Persian sayings?

No.

It is one of the lines from
my mother's favorite soap opera.

[laughs]

"The past has passed"

How about
we do some pizza today?

What not, I thought
you're gonna do, Koobideh.

Oh, yes, um, I wasn't able
to lift the fields today

there was an irrigation issue
and Victor called us...

Right, so you forgot.

[laughs]

Yes, perhaps it may have
slipped my mind, yes.

Okay, but I get
to pick the toppings.

Okay.

No pineapple.

We are making a pizza.

- Not a c*ck.
- Okay, dad.

[instrumental music]

[Hazan]
'Noah? What do you
want for breakfast?'

[music continues]

[rock music]

[moaning]

[moaning]

Uh..

Uh..

'Oh.'

You just gonna rush out?

Thought you'd want me to.

What gave you that impression?

I can't imagine
what you're going through

Says the man
who met me in a motel.

You're right. I needed
to feel something good.

'Thank you for that.'

Now come lay down
with me for a minute.

We can pretend
that this was something more.

Maybe it could be.

Your client might see
that as a conflict of interest.

Is it?

'Doesn't change the fact
that he'd see it that way.'

[exhales]

Miller Dalton is a clown.

You don't believe that.

If you did, you wouldn't
be working for him.

You give me too much credit.

If I didn't,
I wouldn't be f*cking you.

You make it sound so dirty.

[instrumental music]

[Hunter]
'What's going on with Holloway?'

Profits have tanked.

Holloway is afraid
of losing his savings.

I'm begging you, please.

He doesn't turn the business
around, I'll have to sell it.

Miller, your dad
and a few others are..

...hoping to buy 'em out.

That's no secret.

Rumor is Holloway had a new
project he was working on.

Something that would have saved
him, but it got stalled up.

That's a new one.

[Hunter]
Did Miller make arrangements

to tank Holloway's deal?

Drop the price down,
so we could swoop in?

Swoop.

I see what you did there.

See you around?

How's Clara?

Did you think I wasn't gonna
check if you had a wife first?

Oh, and Tom, your son.

'They just found out
that they're pregnant?'

'Lucy just graduated?'

'It would be a shame
to ruin this happy time'

and your kids life with
a messy divorce, hmm?

What do you want?

I've got more questions.

Steve.

You said you liked it dirty.

[instrumental music]

[door closes]

For f*ck sake.

Mom.

Mom, you okay?

Well, that's kind
of a stupid question.

Do you need something?

No. Just going up
to talk to dad.

Okay, can you at least wait
until after the ceremony?

The wake.

Yeah. That.

Is it true
that you told the workers

they couldn't attend
or pay their respects.

Today is for family and friends.

- Not employees.
- To him, they were family.

That's what you never
understood.

[exhales]

Is there anyway around it?

Legally? No.

This is what I pay you for

to tell me that things
aren't possible

when I can do them myself.

We've been at this for hours.

'I'm not sure
what you want me to say?'

- 'I am only an accountant.'
- How about something helpful?

- There is tons of assets.
- Mm-hmm. Wait.

Something that you have reveled
in being to able to manage.

'And partake it.'

This might be a good time
for a recess.

- 'Give me some time.'
- I do not have the time.

- 'To decide what you want.'
- What I want?

What I want.

What I f*cking want.

What I want is for my son.

Not be in a box
behind this house

waiting to be lowered
into a hole.

Thatis what I f*cking want!

[dramatic music]

But we all can't have
what we want, can we?

I'll settle for some ideas.

On what we've been working on

'in regards to my estate
for the last three months.'

Get the f*ck out of here.
The both of you.

What?

I need to call the funeral home

and Father Keicher was asking
what hymns we would like.

Pick whatever you want.

Some of our friends
called offering help.

Your friends, not mine.
I don't care.

I just really wanted your input.

That you're gonna do
whatever you g*dd*mn want.

You always do.

So do it.

f*ck!

[Luke]
'Hey, Hass,
I just wanted to say'

'I know it's cheesy,
but here it goes.'

'You don't suck.
Happy Birthday.'

[sobbing]

[dramatic music]

[speaking in foreign language]

Huh?

[speaking in foreign language]

Hmm.

[speaking in foreign language]

[cellphone ringing]

[Mael]
'How are you?'

[exhales]

Come to the wake with me.

Hassie, your mother.

[Hassie]
'f*ck my mother.'

Hassie, please...

No. Don't.

Don't say that I'm too
emotional, and I..

'I can't take decisions
or any of that bullshit.'

[somber music]

She's grieving too..

I just wish you could
come to the wake with me.

If we go..

It'll make everything
about you and me.

And this is about Luke.

This is about Luke.

And you're saying
goodbye to him.

'So..'

I'll be here.

I don't know what to do.

[exhales]

[unintelligible]

But someone recently told me
to focus on what I do know

and then take it from there.

What do you know?

That I love you.

[sobbing]

Even after what I did?

No. It was an accident.

That I caused.

It was an accident.

Okay?

[sniffles]

'So look, um..'

Say goodbye to Luke..

Say goodbye to your brother,
and then, um..

...in a few days..

...we can figure out
what's next, okay?

Hass?

I love you too.

[speaking in foreign language]

Thank you.

[speaking in foreign language]

I don't speak Spanish.

You're looking for a job?

I can help if it can mean
I can talk to someone?

See where the other ones
are over there.

You picked a shitty day to come.

Uh..

The owner's kid passed away
and we're having a funeral.

Well I come back another time.

No, no, no. You're here.

Keep movin'

No, wait, I just need
to talk to someone

who might have worked
here back in '01.

Lot of people come and go.

'01 was before me and my mom.

'My dad was around, so..'

If anyone knows,
it would be him.

[speaking in foreign language]

Ah, speak of the devil.

[speaking in foreign language]

'Listen, stick with these guys.'

[speaking in foreign language]

Will talk to you
after the vigil.

Uh, okay.

[somber music]

[music continues]

[Natalia]
'I know you
don't feel like eating,'

but you gotta keep
your strength.

[indistinct]

Heard anything else
from the cops?

Case closed.

It is officially an accident.

Are you still okay?

Mm-hmm.

Are you sure?

Si.

Can we take a walk?

Yeah. Of course.

[speaking in foreign language]

[Hassie]
'I can't believe
you have to work.'

I don't really have a choice.

[In unison]
I just wanted
to make sure you...

- That you are okay.
- Thank you.

I've been worried about you.

You've barely left your room.

Sorry that I haven't
said thank you.

If you hadn't been so quick...

Hassie.

You're my best friend.

Okay.

You could have lost
your scholarship

or gone to a prison, it would
have destroyed your life.

I didn't want that.

Luke wouldn't want that.

What about you?

Oh, what about me.

Your future?

I was sober.

Okay, I knew I wouldn't get
in that kind of trouble.

Plus, this is my future.

You have stuff to lose, Cam.

Hey.

We have each other's backs.

Ride or die. Right?

Ride or die.

Did we raise you in a barn?

Do knock.

We're about to start.

Mm-hmm, well..

Oh, the five texts
from your mother

make me painfully aware of that.

Five minutes.

I need to talk to you.

Miller is after Holloway's land.

Get to something I don't know.

Holloway was planning on
building some kind of

eyesore resort to get
him out of gambling debt

and declining revenue.
Until the bald eagles...

Miller had the endangered
nest moved on to his land.

'He's got someone
from the conservation society'

'in his pocket.'

I've been at this a while.

Miller is promising Holloway
to buy him temporarily.

like an investment,

It's a trap

he'll halt construction
on the resort

won't give him the land back.

If we use this,
we can get to Holloway to...

Let Miller play his games.

He can have the land.

If he can get it.

Don't waste anymore
time on this.

'We've got bigger fish to fry.'

You said that nothing was
more important in this.

You said if Miller sits
on both sides of us

we'd be putting the future of
this farm in jeopardy I had to...

We need to get our
own house in order.

Otherwise, we might as well
hand it to him on a platter.

[cellphone dings]

I'm sorry, I thought
our house was in order.

Apparently,
the dead are impatient.

Come on, honey.

Let's do this.

[instrumental music]

[Fr. Keicher]
'We are gathered here
to honor the memory'

'of Luke Nolan Clarkman.'

The family has asked me to read
a few words on their behalf.

[speaking in foreign language]

[Fr. Keicher]
'When we experience
events like this'

'and men like Luke
are taken from us..'

All we can think about
is how unfair it all is.

[speaking in foreign language]

[Fr. Keicher]
We need to accept God
has a plan.

'That things happen
for a reason..'

'Hard as that may
be to comprehend.'

[speaking in foreign language]

We must take refuge in
the Lord Jesus Christ.

'We must carry the cross
we've been given.'

We must fortify ourselves
in God's love and mercy.

[speaking in foreign language]

[sobbing]

[Fr. Keicher]
And we must trust
in the plan our father has

'that this tragedy
needed to happen'

'so that we can grown
in faith and virtue.'

[scoffs]

Well, why don't you
carry the cross?

Sawyer, don't...

Excuse me?

That you dedicated
your life to God.

So you tell us.

Hmm?

What is the plan?

Why exactly does my son's
story have to end?

Why his life is reduced to some

mystical bump in the road to
serve the rest of our stories.

- 'Come on..'
- Sawyer..

Don't disrespect our son.

Our son is dead.

[crying]

And I don't think
this well-tipped gas bag

gives a f*ck.

Dad?

[crying]

[indistinct chatter]

A lot of people are here to
show your brother respect.

At least you could do is try.

They think they understand
that I'm not in the mood.

None of us are in the mood.

It's beautiful, mom.

One more detail to take care of.

Nobody cares.

[guest #1]
'Hey.'

You know, you practically
put us in that truck.

Don't push your guilt on me.

You're not the only one
who's worried about him.

He was proud of his son.

[Hunter]
'There something
he's not telling me.'

Something, somehow worse.

What is wrong with you?

What could possibly be worse?

I won't apologize
for focusing on the living.

Not all of us need
the feel to vomit

our emotions onto
everybody else around us.

I have my own way
of coping with pain.

[indistinct chatter]

[dramatic music]

[keys clacking]

[music intensifies]

[instrumental music]

You're new.

Just passing through.

It's a weird thing to crash.

So were you close?

Oh, yeah, we grew up here.

He was one of my best friends.

Well, you grew up here?

Yeah, my family and I came
here when I was little.

I have no real memories
of anywhere else.

When was that?

Um, I was...

I was like 10 or 12 years ago

now.

Okay.

[speaking in foreign language]

I'm so sorry.

It was lovely chatting with you.

Yeah. You too.

[speaking in foreign language]

The kid I was telling you about.

I'm sorry if this is a bad time.

No, no, no, no. We're done.

- What's your name?
- We're done?

Noah, Noah Karmon.

- 'Please.'
- Karmon?

- I'm talking to you.
- Where are you from?

What are you doing here?

- I'm looking for a...
- 'Papa.'

Look, did you work here
about 20 years ago?

- Yes, I did.
- Okay, okay, okay.

- Is that your plan, huh?
- So who are you looking for?

[speaking in foreign language]

What do you want?
What are you doing...

I don't wanna cause any trouble.

[speaking in foreign language]

He'll cool off, don't worry.

It had nothing to do with you.

Just spit it out,
why are you here?

Uh, I wasn't born Karmon.
I was born Uribe.

You..

You're Paula Uribe's son?

You knew my mother.

I haven't heard that name
in almost 20 years.

How is she?

I was hoping you can tell me.

César and her worked
here for a while.

Who's that?

Oh. Her husband.

She never mentioned him before.

What was he like?

He worked..

Sent money back
to her in Hermosillo.

Usual story.

César said that she had saved
up enough money to cross.

I warned her not to

being the way he was.

But she paid
the coyote and, uh..

She made her way here.

The rest is history.

How old are you?

Uh, 18.

I was born..

I was born on my dad's farm
a few months after she arrived

and um.. Well, he never told me
much about her life before.

I was only little
when ICE came and took her.

She always said that
we'd see each other soon.

'And then there was nothing.'

Ah, well.

You know, uh..

It can be really dangerous..

...crossing.

But she was a good woman.

Vibrant, life of the party..

Just from the little
that I remember

I mean, the pictures
that I have, she, uh..

she seems so different.

Yeah, well..

Life has a way
of changing people.

[exhales]
I'm really sorry, son.

Oh, uh, wait. Um..

I, uh, I have
so many more questions

why, uh, why did she leave?

He told her
not to come back, why?

[exhales]

Mijo,the past
is just as the past...

What about César?

I mean that they were together
then, he might be my father.

And what happened to him?

He was outta here
before she even left.

From-from, what I remember,
she wasn't..

She wasn't
with anyone on dad's farm.

'You were young,
I'm sure you're mother'

'didn't tell you
a lot of things, but..'

That's all the story
your gonna get here, you know.

I'm sorry,
I couldn't help you more.

W-well, um..

Wait, maybe, um..

Maybe Mr. Clarkman?
Maybe he knows something?

Hey this is my mother
we're talking about.

Mijo.

His son just died.

Leave him be.

Oh.

[mooing]

We lost our..

We lost our brother today.

[sobbing]

[sniffling]

[cellphone ringing]

Hey, sorry about that,
dad. I was uh

in the bathroom.

Everything okay?

I was gonna ask you
the same thing.

You said you'd call.

Yeah, I was, uh..

...about to.

[Hazan]
'Are you coming
home tomorrow morning?'

Um..

Hey kid, are you there?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Uh, no, we're gonna..

We're just gonna stick
around for a little bit.

Oh, there is some
sick waves, so..

Is that okay?

Them buyers won't wait for
their goods forever, you know.

Well, Elena's better
at holding the fort down

than you give her credit.

Look, I'll be back
before you know it.

Drive safe, okay?

Yeah, of course, dad.

Uh, I'll talk
to you later, okay?

[exhales]

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

I just want to say thank you.

Thank you for honoring my son.

He would have loved it.

[knocking on door]

[speaking in foreign language]

Mrs. Clarkman? What a surprise.

'Please, come in.'

Oh, that won't be necessary.

Is something wrong?

You both have been very kind
to Luke over the years.

I want to thank you for that.

I've been busy in making
everything perfect

to say goodbye to my son.

But now
that distraction is over.

Now all I have is the giant hole

that he left behind.

I'm having a hard time
carrying that burden

while looking
at the woman who k*lled him.

And her mother.

Ma'am...

You both need
to leave this property

first thing tomorrow morning.

Mrs. Clarkman..

We've been here over 10 years...

If I see your face again.

I will call immigration.

[theme music]