02x04 - Heroes and Villains

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[DWIGHT] I am absolutely,



I find him innocent.

- Not guilty, dude.
- [LAUGHTER]

Is everyone high here?

You chose to have a mock trial
in a weed shop.

Is it a crime to do something
nice for somebody?

[FOREWOMAN]
We the jury find the defendant,

Dwight Manfredi, not guilty.

[CHEERING]

Give my best to Thresher.

This is goodbye. I'm being transferred

- to Anchorage.
- Alaska?

What do you want from me?

It's 30,000 in cash.

I like to help people.

[GOODIE] We have a visitor.

You don't even want to offer me a taste?

Tulsa belongs to me.

[BEVILAQUA] I'm gonna send Carl
back with a proposition.

Be good for both of us.

Time for a regime change.

Just get Dwight outside,
and I'll take care of the rest.

Mr. Bevilaqua sends his regards.

- [GRUNTING]
- [BLADE STABBING]

What'd I miss?

Me. Hopefully.

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♪ slow, dramatic music ♪

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[CROW CAWING]

[EXHALES]

You sure you're good?

Yeah, man, I'm good, man.

Yeah.

- All right, dude.
- All right.

I'll see you later, Tyson.

[ENGINE RECEDING]

♪ slow, somber music ♪

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[ENGINE APPROACHING]

So how'd it go?

Mission accomplished.

Mm. How was Tyson?

Kid did good.

[GRUNTS SOFTLY]

All right, you know what to do,
hang around here,

- keep your eyes open, okay?
- Yes, sir.

[JOANNE] Dwight?

What are you doing up?

- Were you waiting for me?
- Couldn't sleep.

Which is what happens
when I feel things are off.

Nothing's off.

Did you forget who you're talking to?

No, I don't forget.

But I'm beat. I need to get some sleep.

This feels like the old days.

You know? The bad old days.

What are you talking about,
bad old days?

Everything's fine.

Dwight, I know you.

I know you like I know myself.

We're in a high-security neighborhood

and you've got muscle parked outside.

Jesus Christ, Dwight,
you were lucky to get off

the last thing and now
there's something else?

There's no problem, I promise you.

Are we in danger?

- Answer me that.
- No.

That's not true.

- What do you want from me, Jo?
- How about the f*cking truth?

If you have a problem,
everybody around you does.

What happened?

Things went sideways.

Meaning what?

Meaning I took out a made man

from Kansas City,

'cause he was coming for me.

Uh, how did it start?

This sh*t doesn't just happen.

[SIGHS] He wanted part of our action.

Part of my business.

Well, does he run things around here?

He did.

But I told him "No more".

So you provoked, and then
you k*lled one of theirs?

They're coming for you.

Or your people. Or us.

♪ slow, suspenseful music ♪

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I-I need to think.

Okay?

[SNIFFLES]

♪ percussive, upbeat music ♪

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[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[TYSON] What up, Pop? What you
got going on this morning?

Oh, you stay over?

Yeah, I was in the neighborhood.

Just figured I could come crash
with y'all for the night.

Yeah, well, the van wouldn't start,

needed a new alternator,
and now I'm late for work.

Come here, maybe
you can learn something.

All right, so, once it's in,

you reattach the belt,
reconnect the wires.

- Right, right, right.
- Right? And once that's done,

you replace and tighten
the negative battery cable.

You listening to me?

Yeah, you...

- What'd I say?
- Yeah, the-the cable,

the-the cable, it's...

Boy, get behind the wheel. All right?

- [SIGHS]
- And turn the ignition

when I give you the signal.

- Not before.
- All right, let me know.

[METAL CLICKING]

All right, crank it.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

- [ENGINE STARTS]
- Come on. [LAUGHS]

Yeah.

Huh? You hear how smooth that engine is?

It's like it's saying "Thank you".

More like begging for mercy.

Ain't it time to trade this in?

You done had it about ten years now.

- Ten?
- Yeah.

Try 16.

- [EXHALES]
- And ain't nothing wrong

with it a little elbow grease can't fix.

Dad, you-you-you bust your a*s.
You deserve a new ride.

Ah, sh*t, I ain't owned a ride
in my entire life.

Right? I've only had workhorses

so I can keep the lights on in there.

Here, let me...

let me just give you a few dollars.

Boy, put that back in your pocket.

Dad, I'm here doing laundry every week.

The least I can do
is give you a contribution.

Well, when I'm gone, you can
help take care of your mother.

- Meantime, I got to get to work.
- Me, too.

Is that what you calling it?

Go on, get to work.

[DWIGHT] Good. Good, good. Harder.

Put the hand on the should...

and turn it over like a screwdriver.

It... very good.

On the back foot, now twist that hand.

- My turn.
- Step into it. Relax there,

grasshopper, you'll get your turn.

Now you're knocking them dead.
I like that.

What on Earth are you
teaching them, Dad?

I'm teaching them how not
to lose their lunch money,

- like I taught you.
- Is that right?

- Yeah.
- Well,

they'll be attending a school

with a zero-tolerance policy
for violence.

Plus I want to teach them
some conflict resolution.

Well, nothing resolves a conflict

like a good smack in the chops, guys.

That takes care of everything.

How about telling your teachers?

Hmm? Mm...

Wait a minute. Ratting?

I have zero tol... Look at me, guys.

No ratting. You understand?
No cheese-eating.

You never drop a dime
on anybody. You got it?

- Don't be a snitch.
- All right.

Go get ready.

- Yeah, lesson's over.
- All right.

- [LAUGHS]
- Go kick some a*s.

See you later, champs.

- [RYAN] Am I going?
- [TINA] You're coming, too.

[TINA] Go get ready. Let's go.

[LAUGHTER]

[VINCE] So she goes,
"You're very insulting".

I said, "What's the difference
between a c*ck waitress

and a stripper? About
two and a half weeks".

[LAUGHTER]

What the f*ck is funny?

You got nothing else better to do

than sit around all day,
tell f*cking jokes?

f*ck's with you?

Goodie didn't happen.

f*cked us over.

What do you mean, it didn't happen?

He k*lled Caputo.

Bevilaqua's guy.

Dwight's still alive?

- [PHONE VIBRATING]
- Lying sack of sh*t.

f*cking Roy Rogers calling me.

B.B.

[BEVILAQUA OVER PHONE] Did you know?

Look, I-I-I just found out.

What's that mean?

You're in on it or you're
just f*cking stupid?

- Hey, easy.
- No, f*ck "easy".

I woke up this morning

with a dead body
at the foot of my driveway.

- What if my wife saw that?
- Jesus, Bill.

I can't even give him a proper funeral.

- You didn't k*ll him.
- Does that matter?

I need to be involved
in a m*rder investigation

- like I need a second as*h*le.
- Bill...

You told me this guy Goodie
was on board.

All right, I thought I could trust him.

He seemed to go along with the plan.

I'll make things right, okay?

Make it right? How you
gonna make it right?

Y-You gonna bring Carl back?

My right f*cking arm!

Can you give me a minute? Huh?

I'll get back to you

by the end of the day with a proposal.

No, f*ck proposals!

I want results!

You understand me?

I want Manfredi dead.

- [DISCONNECT TONE]
- Hello?

[VINCE] He f*cking hang up on you?

Backward-a*s hillbilly.

[SIGHS]

[RAP MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]

[TYSON] All right, where to, boss?

Bred-2-Buck?

[DWIGHT] No, let's...

go to Bodhi's first.

I thought Mitch was riding
with us to the wind farm.

No, we'll get him on the way back.

I got to talk to the guys,

let 'em know what the hell is going on.

- Yeah, no sh*t.
- I'm getting tired

of making this speech,
to be honest with you.

- What do you mean?
- Oh, you know,

"Watch your back",
"We're on high alert",

and all this other bullshit.

It's like my temper...

my temper gets me in trouble.

I bring a bazooka

when a f*cking peashooter would do.

A peashooter wouldn't have stopped

- that m*therf*cker last night.
- Nah.

I'm talking about before,
with Bevilaqua?

You know, I could've cut a deal
that I could live with

instead of telling him
to go f*ck himself.

Look, I don't know you
all that well, but I know

you ain't a guy to do anything halfway.

Hmm.

If you want, I could talk to everybody.

I don't know.

Let me think about it, you know.

Hey, you know what "Bevilaqua" means,

whatever his f*cked-up name is?
"Hot water".

- [LAUGHS]
- f*cking guy is in hot water.

- Hot water?
- Mr. Jacuzzi.

[LAUGHS]

- Jacuzzi man.
- Jacuzzi man.

♪ Uh, uh, bring the pain,
uh, uh, bring the pain ♪

♪ Uh, uh, bring the pain ♪

♪ Bring the pain ♪

♪ Let me tell you
about my life story... ♪

Hey, listen up, sorry for the buzzkill.

The Higher Plane is now closed,

and please leave through the front door.

If you come back in an hour,
though, you can get some

free, whatever, gummies,
something like that?

Here you go, pal, happy birthday.

Here you go, take off. Hey.

What are you doing here?
How you doing, pooch?

I thought you were on the wagon.

I stopped drinking. Weed calms me down.

That's good.

Fred, lock the door and put up
the closed sign, please.

I need to talk to everybody.

[KEYS JINGLING]

Where the hell is Grace?

[CLINT] Food poisoning.

Uh, excuse me, why did we
kick out our customers?

What's going on? What is happening?

[DWIGHT MUTTERS]

We might have some trouble
coming our way.

Oh.

- What is it this time?
- Last night

someone tried to take me out.

We handled it.

But these guys are serious players.

- And they can keep coming...
- Okay, no.

I'm done. f*ck this.

Wait, wait, wait, I-I got this.

I got this.

[SIGHS]

Who the f*ck are you talking to
in there, man?

I was talking to Dwight.

- That's our boss.
- That is your boss!

He's my f*cking partner.

I didn't sign up for this sh*t.

I didn't sign up for anything.
He f*cking extorted me.

- You're a criminal, too.
- White-collar sh*t.

f*cking stolen crypto,

weed, pilfered goods.

Not m*rder.

- He was attacked, man.
- And then he handled it?

You think I don't know
what the f*ck that means?

- You're better off not knowing.
- Yeah, well,

that's very considerate of you

not to make me a f*cking accessory.

Man, we in this together.

Whether you like it or not.

I don't.

Well, I guess you got
a decision to make.

It's okay?

I don't know.

- All right, I got it.
- I got this, all right?

So, look, we done been down
this road before.

But I guess I got to clarify
some sh*t for y'all.

We in a dangerous business.

Most of the time

things are fine.

But sometimes the sh*t can hit the fan.

Last night it did hit.

Due to a heavy wind that blew
this way from Kansas City.

Are we talking, like, Mafia?

Yes.

The boss of that city,

he somehow made it up in his head that

Tulsa belongs to his family.

Well, it doesn't and it never will.

It belongs to our family.

So if any of you want to leave...

... there's the door.

All right, I got it from here.

[SIGHS]

Are you okay?

I'm good.

- Oh, f*cking sh*t.
- [TYSON] All right, y'all.

Let's-let's pick up Mitch and
get on the m*therf*cking road.

- Let's do it.
- Calm down.

- Where you guys headed?
- Galena.

We got wind turbines.
It's a business investment.

[BODHI] Yeah, we're, uh,

using them to power our
new hydroponic weed farm.

[EXCLAIMS]

Oh!

[CHUCKLES]

f*ck.

♪ upbeat music ♪

♪ suspenseful music ♪

♪ ♪

[THRESHER] Explain this to me.

Nothing but grow

until you reach...

here.

What is that?

They're poppies.

Poppies?

You're a minor partner here.

Where the hell do you get the ba*ls

to manufacture heroin on my land
without my permission?

It's deep within the grow.

No one can see it.

I can see it.

Do you have any idea
what the penalty is for this?

We pay off the right people.

Huh.

People you know.

It's nothing, no problem.

I don't like it.

There are millions to be made.

Get rid of it now.

Sure.

It's your land.

We work for you.

Something else. A few of the guards

caught two of the trimmers stealing.

Yeah, great, we'll
take care of that later.

But right now get that sh*t off my land.

It's done.

[SANDY] Bill. Bill.

Bill!

Linda Caputo's been calling.

So?

Carl didn't come home last night.

Okay.

Do you know where he is?

How do I know?

I don't know.

Can you please stop
doing that for a second?

- Bill!
- Oh, Jesus, Sandy!

Do you see I'm trying
to do something here?

Can you call him at least?

Carl? Why?

Because Linda's worried, I told you.

Well, then you-you call him.
I'll give you his number.

What the f*ck you want from me?

Oh, I don't know,
a little compassion maybe?

Why are you busting my ba*ls about this?

We're just trying
to find out where he is.

Well, I'm not his secretary, okay?

I'm not responsible for the choices

that Carl makes, understood?

He's a big boy, makes his own decisions.

Is he coming home or not?

I don't know.

♪ "Duffle Bag Boi" by Benny Mayne ♪

♪ I got the leased whip
with the gas in it ♪

♪ I'm a ball hog,
no, I ain't passin' it ♪

♪ Duffel bag boy... ♪

Long ride.

Yeah, but it's pretty nice out here

- if you're a cow.
- Yeah, if you're a cow.

[LAUGHTER]

- Hey, Tyson?
- Yo.

What's that noise you're listening to?

Come on, man, it's cool.
It's-it's music for the soul.

- You know what I'm saying?
- Oh, is that right?

- I grew up on it.
- Well, if you say so.

Bodhi?

Bodhi?

[MITCH] He can't hear you.

He's got the buds in.

Bodhi!

What the f*ck, man?

- Why?
- [LAUGHS]

What are you listening to?

What does it matter?

Well, I'm curious.

What is it?

Phish.

- Fish?
- Yes.

They calm me.

Come on, man, you
can't listen to a fish.

How gullible do you think I am?

How do you listen to a f*cking fish... ?

Phish. It's a band.

Phish with a "P-H".

Phish with a "P-H", you know?

Mitch, that's a very
misleading f*cking name.

- Hey, I agree, I agree with you.
- You got to admit that.

- It's not, you know, normal.
- [BODHI] It's a great name.

They're an improvisational rock band

inspired by The Grateful Dead.

Maybe you should check them out.

So...

- So?
- So...

So...

[SIGHS]

How many of those have you had?

Ah, too many, I'll tell you that.

Way too many.

Listen, you want to know

how music started? Where it all began?

Do I have a choice?


maybe a few thousand years

more than that,

the first instrument was, like, a flute

made out of bird bone.

Can you imagine?

Some poor guy, birds flying along,

this caveman grabs it

and starts playing its leg.

- [LAUGHS]
- [BODHI] Yeah.

Thank you for that anecdote.

And now my life is complete.

That's sarcastic.

Hey, guys, you know, music

changed my life.

Buckle up, here we go.

There was this song called

"On the Road Again".

And it wrecked me.

- By Canned Heat?
- Yeah!

- Canned Heat, exactly.
- Oh, sh*t.

Music wrecked me, okay?
That song wrecked me.

Yo, watch the...

- Relax.
- Are we done?

No, certainly not. That's the song!

A little mood music.

[DWIGHT] Oh, that f*cking song.

This is the song.

Can you believe it?

In 1968,

I'm down on the Lower East Side.

I'm looking for a club
to go into, 'cause I'm bored.

I'm also a little drunk.

Actually I'm f*cking smashed!

So I go into this place,

walk in there, you know,

world-class dump.

Listen to this.

Do you know that
the Lower East Side at one time

was considered the gateway to America?

- Why would I know that?
- Gateway to America?

No, I don't think so.

That's beside the f*cking point.

Let's get back to the club.

I'm walking across this bar

and it's black and it's dark

and they don't have a f*cking stage,

there's no stage.

So, there's this speaker sitting there,

it's sitting on the floor,
dusty, made of plywood, gray.

I mean, the whole
f*cking place is dismal.

I sit down and I fall into
the speaker, I fall asleep.

I'm there sleeping, and
then all of a sudden...

[IMITATES LOUD MUSIC]

♪ And this f*cking song is playing ♪

♪ On the road again ♪

And ever since that time,

my right ear has been ringing

consistently, right?

I hate that band.

You can't blame the band for that.

Blame? Yeah.

Well, here's how it works,
okay, on Earth?

Actually, that's how the
f*cking solar system works.

Anybody, anywhere, anytime,

can blame anybody else for anything

so they aren't responsible.

It's a pile of lies.

The end.

No more lollipops for Dwight.

[CHUCKLING]

- No, no...
- Gimme.

- You're cut off.
- Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.

That's it, you're done. You're cut off.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
- No more.

- [CHUCKLING]
- [MITCH] Okay.

I guess it's naptime.

[DWIGHT] I could use a nap anyway.

[BODHI] Good. Sleep it off.

Yeah, you know what?
Take him in to get reshod.

That gait's a little wonky.

- Armand.
- Mr. Thresher, how are you?

Please, call me Cal.

- Good to see you.
- Margaret here?

Uh, I'm not sure. Uh,
she was here earlier.

Sometimes she ducks out
when she has an appointment.

- How's the family, the kids?
- Everybody's great.

- Thanks to you.
- Yeah.

Do you want me to take out Hunter

or one of your other ones?

I'm actually here to see you.

Oh, what's up?

The story you told me the other day

about your family's...

What's this?

Just keep it. Think nothing of it.

I-I, this is...

Family, right?

Actually, I do have a question.

Manfredi, where does he
get his product, exactly?

You know, for his weed store?

I have no idea, honestly.

Some place up north, I think.

Lot of places up north.

Yeah, I'm sure.

I know he's looking at
a new spot near, um, Galena.

Some wind farm.

He's up there right now, actually.

- Galena?
- That a bad thing?

No, just curious.

It's good to know what your
competition's up to, right?

Thanks, Armand.

- Say hi to Margaret for me.
- Yeah.

f*ck.

What are we gonna tell this prick?

Hmm?

- Who? Bevilaqua?
- Yeah.

Why do we got to tell him anything?

- Dwight's his problem.
- That's true. [SCOFFS]

We even tried to f*ck' help him.

I mean, Dwight ain't kicking up to us,

so how are we responsible?

Perception. You know?

W-We look f*ck' weak
with him out there.

Except we're not.

What your old man would've did?

He would've told Bevilaqua
to go f*ck himself.

[CHUCKLING] And the horse he rode in on.

[LAUGHS] "Get the f*ck outta here".

[LAUGHTER]

Those f*ck' eyes.

[LAUGHTER]

You know,

my-my father wasn't as tough
as you f*ck' think he was.

Pete?

- [CHUCKLING]
- Are you f*ck' kidding me?

I mean, he ain't here no more, right?

Who's in charge?

You are, of course.

And how did that come to pass?

- He died, your father.
- Exactly.

He died.

Because I'm so f*ck' weak.

I mean, you should've seen him
in that bathtub.

Like a-a wet baby chick,

f*ck'... f*ck' hair standing up.

[MUFFLED SCREAMS]

Legs kicking like crazy.

f*ck you mean?

Nothing.

All's I'm saying is this:

There's only so much sh*t
a man can take.

And that's from f*ck' anybody.

♪ tense, quiet music ♪

♪ ♪

[GRUNTS]

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING ON VIDEO]

[WORKOUT VIDEO INSTRUCTOR] Eight.

Nine.

And ten.

Good.

- Now we'll do some lunges.
- [GRUNTS]

[EXHALES]

One.

- [SIGHS]
- Two.

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

- Three.
- [SIGHS]

[ENGINE REVVING]

♪ tense, dark music ♪

Who the f*ck sent you?

m*therf*cker.

♪ percussive, intriguing music ♪

♪ ♪

[SIGHS SOFTLY]

[GROANS]

How far away are we?

We almost there.

Oh, good.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm good, I've slept it off.

I am ready to do some business,
clear as a bell.

Right, guys?

Yeah.

♪ ♪

- Jimmy.
- [JIMMY] Hey, Dwight.

- How was the trip?
- [DWIGHT] "How was the trip?"

What do you think, Bodhi?

I think it was kind of peaceful,
don't you think?

I enjoyed it.

[JIMMY] Meet Med Hat.

- Nice to meet you.
- [JIMMY] His son, Ahanu.

Guys, meet Dwight,
Mitch, Tyson and Bodhi.

They call Dwight "The General".

Oh.

Eh, don't believe everything you hear.

You better hope we never go to battle.

Well, that's up to your father.

Anyway, Jimmy told you
why we're here, right?

[MED HAT] He did.

In exchange for fronting your wind farm

on what's now considered
Quapaw Nation territory,

we want 20% of all energy generated

to be diverted to tribal areas
where it's most needed.

- 20%...
- [MED HAT] Mm-hmm.

Reasonable.

We also want 20% of all your
hydroponic weed profits.

- [CHUCKLES]
- Not reasonable.

I got another offer
less than an hour ago.

From who?

White guy. One of your competitors.

His name wouldn't happen
to be Thresher, right?

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

Could be. You interested or not?

[TYSON] Hey, yo,
listen here, little man.

Go find an ice cream truck or something.

Keep your a*s busy.

[SCOFFS] f*ck's that mean?

No. Relax.

Look, you know, we came up here

because we thought we had a deal.

You're growing marijuana on our land.

We deserve a share.

- "Deserve". Well... [CHUCKLES]
- Yeah.

In my culture,

we have a different definition
for the word "deserve".

[AHANU] Well, you people
have different definitions

for everything in your culture,

depending what you're
trying to steal from us.

Oh, hey, not stealing anything, pal.

I think we ought
to push the pause button.

What do you think, Chief?

Let's do that.

[CONVERSING QUIETLY]

So what the f*ck do you think?

With five, ten K wind turbines,

we're looking at optimally...
and I do mean optimally...



Minus the Quapaw tax,
we've got 60 for our own use.

It's pricy, but doable.

Enough to fuel our other interests?

I can make it work.

You can?

Okay, this Thresher
is really getting to me.

You and me both.

Mr. Manfredi, before you continue,

my son has something he'd like to say.

I'm sorry the way I spoke to you.

It was... disrespectful.

Hey, apology accepted. No problem.

Now, I know you want 20%,
but how about this?


for the next five years

and then you're whole at 20.

Very nice.

But the deal is: wind and grow, 20, 20.

Or I accept my other offer.

[TYSON] Straight up, man,

the guy who offered you the last deal

- is a douchebag.
- That's correct.

It's not my problem.

[SIGHS]

There's a tribal grant program
for $2.5 million dollars.

These turbines need repair.

We can help with that.

Deal.

Great, General.

- Hey.
- [MED HAT] It's a shame

Custer wasn't half as reasonable, eh?

Now, see, he was a douchebag.

- That's the problem.
- [LAUGHTER]

See you guys later.

- See you around.
- Later, guys.

♪ exciting rock music ♪

♪ ♪

[ENGINE SHUTS OFF]

Who the f*ck sent you, huh?

Who the f*ck sent you? Bevilaqua?

Speak!

- [MUFFLED SPEECH]
- f*ck are you trying to say?

[MUFFLED PLEA]

Uber Eats. Uber Eats.

I'm delivering for Uber Eats.

- [DRIVER] Huh?
- Sorry.

I was expecting somebody else.

[WHISPERS] What the f*ck?

[TYSON] Man, what kind of name
is Med Hat, anyway?

- Med Hat?
- Yeah.

That's a good question.

What do you think, Mr. Wizard?

Uh, Medicine Hat. It's a city in Canada.

Alberta, I think.

Look, anybody named
after a city, that's weird.

Uh, Eugene Levy.

Sydney Pollock.

- Indiana Jones.
- [LAUGHS]

- [TYSON] Like, who else?
- [DWIGHT] Enough, enough.

Do you want to stop for a second?

How's it going with
that hydroponic thing?

When are we gonna get it up and running?

Uh, it depends on
the condition of the turbines,

but I'd say maybe two weeks

to get the hydroponic set up,

and then, seed to market,
maybe four months,

depending on the strain.

- Let's call her five.
- Okay.

My sister's been thinking about
getting into the weed business.

- What do you think?
- Hmm.

Does she have any experience?

Sorta. She got so high once,

I saved her from falling off a balcony

during a Led Zeppelin concert
at the Fillmore East.

Does that qualify?

- That's a start.
- [CHUCKLES]

How about sales?

Oh, she can sell.

She belonged to the Girl Scouts,

believe it or not.

She sold more cookies
than all the troopers,

or whatever they're called,
put together.

How'd she do that?

She set up a table outside

- a Weight Watchers building.
- [LAUGHTER]

- Crazy.
- [DWIGHT] Cleaned 'em out.

Just cleaned 'em out.

- They ate everything.
- f*cking genius.

Okay.

So you think you can do that?

Do I have a choice?

Not really.

- Yeah, I figured.
- Listen.

[MITCH] Yeah.

Why don't we drive to Donnie Shore's?

Now, that's what I'm talking about.

We finna get a new car?

[MITCH] Oh, we're fixing to get about



- [TYSON] Yes, sir!
- Yeah!

Two hundred. Here we go.

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Hey, Donnie.

We're back. How are you?

Wow.

Got enough pictures
of yourself? [CHUCKLES]

Mr. Manfredi.

Mitch.

So Mitch tells me you're interested

in selling this joint.

Now, th-this ain't gonna be one of those

"offer I can't refuse" situations,

- is it?
- [CHUCKLES]

Sense of humor.

No, this is gonna be

an arm's-length transaction.

Oh. Well, then, if the price is right,

I-I think anything's possible.

- Oh, good.
- Good.

So, what do you make a year
in this place?

Before or after you moved to Tulsa?

[CHUCKLES] He's k*lling me.

Let's say before.

- Very nice.
- Mm.

All right, and what are you
asking for the place?

Hmm.

Ouch.

That seems a bit high, don't it, Donnie?

Be-Because the real value
is in my licenses.

See, we're grandfathered in perpetuity

to sell GM products.

Just for this place?

In this place or a hundred others,

no restrictions.

- Hmm.
- [MITCH] Those licenses,

they're transferable?

One hundred percent.

I mean, you'd have to get approval

from their rep, but
that's just a formality.

Formality?

Okay, let's say we buy this place.

Would you be willing to stick around

until we get rolling?

Well, uh...

a-as long as I'm in Florida by winter.

Oh, you will be. One last question.

Would you buy a car from this guy?

[CHUCKLES] Sure would.

- Then we got a deal.
- Aw, you charmer.

Good answer.

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[VINCE] Gotta get this place cleaned up,

get him home.

You sure you don't need help
loading him into the car?

I'll manage.

- Well, take it easy.
- Yeah.

You, too.

[LOCK CLICKS]

[PHONE BUZZING]

Chickie.

[PHONE CONTINUES BUZZING]

Chick.

[CHICKIE GRUNTS]

Yeah?

Chickie.

He's out at the moment.

- This Vince?
- Speaking.

You up to speed?

- Tulsa.
- Tulsa.

Your boss was supposed to
call me back, make things right.

I haven't heard a peep.

Makes me think maybe
I put too much weight

in the relevance of New York nowadays.

Where is Nero?

Is he dodging my calls?

You came at the king and you missed.

f*cking blew it.

I f*cking blew it?

Who gave me the information
on this f*cking Goodie?

Well, regardless, okay?

You got our friend in Tulsa
on heightened alert.

Makes things tricky.

It sounds like there's
a suggestion in there.

Conversation.

With all interested parties.

You mean us.

You and me.

For starters.

I'll reach out again
through proper channels.

♪ ominous music ♪

♪ ♪

[ACOUSTIC GUITAR STRUMMING EASILY]

♪ All I know is I've been running ♪

♪ Silently ♪

♪ ♪

[DWIGHT] Hey, Mitch.

[MITCH] What's up, buddy?

Am I in too deep?

What do you mean?

Well, I can't leave well enough alone.

I keep pushing. I'm like those guys

that jump out of a friggin' airplane.

No common sense.

Well, some people are born without it.

Yeah, that's me.

My father, he was a barber.
Good guy. Worked hard.

My mother? Couldn't ask for
a better mother.

She cooked great, took care of me.

Clothes were always clean,
roof over my head.

"Better go to church". I did.

And I turn out to be a f*cking gangster?

It's a dilemma.

You're Columbus, my friend.

What's that, an Italian dig?

No, come on. I mean... [STAMMERS]

You're a seeker.

Marco Polo. Whoever the f*ck.

They spent their entire lives
just searching for something.

And then when they finally
find that something,

they're never satisfied.

They have to hurry up, go out,

find the next thing, the bigger thing.

- Hmm.
- The better thing.

Until they sail over
the edge of the Earth.

Maybe because they might.

Now, danger, it's intoxicating.

That's for sure.

That little feeling
in the pit of your stomach

where sh*t's about to hit the fan.

Yeah, somewhere in between
exhilaration and panic.

[LAUGHS]

That's the dilemma.

But there's nothing like it
in the world.

[LAUGHS]

[THRESHER] What's
the status on the field?

[MING] Which field?

Poppy.

Getting to it.

Well, when you do, I want my cut.

Fifty percent of everything
you've made so far.

Poppies were not part
of our arrangement.

Anything grown on my soil
is our arrangement.

Your soil?

You are richly compensated.

We owe you nothing more than
what was agreed to.

Maybe you've forgotten
I've got the U.S. Attorney

in my back pocket.

Don't force my hand, Jackie.

You won't like it.

[SPEAKING CHINESE]

They're ready.

So these are the thieves.

You all came here for a better life.

Translate.

[SPEAKING CHINESE]

- Work, food, shelter.
- [TRANSLATION CONTINUES]

An opportunity for those
who show proper work ethic.

I offered you
the American f*cking dream,

and all I asked in exchange
was one thing: no stealing.

[THRESHER] Pretty simple. One rule.

Do not steal, or be prepared
to pay the consequences.

Now, these men, well...

... they got greedy.

These men thought that they can
make even more money

by stealing from me.

- [FENCE RATTLES]
- [WORKERS GASP]

These men made a big mistake.

So, let this be your lesson.

[ALARMED CHATTER]

What the f*ck? What are you doing?!

This is what happens
when my hand is forced.

[LAUGHS]

No one takes money from my pocket.

The poppy stays.

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♪ upbeat, dramatic music ♪

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