(BEAR GROWLS)
(GUITAR STRUMMING)
(TUNING GUITAR)
(CHUCKLES)
RIPPY: Gentlemen.
(LAUGHS)
AMZIAH: Howdy, boys.
-Hey.
-Howdy.
COURTNEY: (OVER INTERCOM)
Welcome to Ulysses.
What can I get
for you tonight?
Hey, how you doing, Courtney?
Can I get five
steak sandwich generals?
COURTNEY: Five generals!
All right. Fries, tater tots,
or onion rings with that?
AMZIAH: You know
I want tater tots.
Heck, I dream of tater tots,
day and night.
-And what to drink?
-I'm gonna have a Dr Pepper.
What you guys want to drink?
-Dr Pepper.
-PIRATE: Dr Pepper's good.
RIPPY: Cherry Coke here.
AMZIAH: Yeah, give me
four Dr Peppers,
and one cherry Coke
for my counselor.
-Sure thing. Will that be all?
-That's gonna be it.
How are you doing tonight?
Doing all right?
I'm doing just great.
We'll have it out
as fast as we can.
We cook everything fresh.
Fresh. That's just great.
That's why we love it.
(THE AVETT BROTHERS'
TALK ON INDOLENCE PLAYS)
MAN: Order up!
Well I've been lockin'
myself up in my house
For some time now
Readin' and writin'
and readin' and thinkin'
And searching for reasons
and missing the seasons
The Autumn, the Spring,
the Summer, the snow
The record will stop
and the record will go
Latches are latched
and the windows down
The dog coming in
and the dog going out
Up with caffeine
and down with a shot
Constantly worried
about what I've got
Distracting my work
but I can't make a stop
My confidence on
and my confidence off
And I sink to the bottom
and rise to the top
And I think to myself
that I do this a lot
World outside just goes,
it goes, it goes
It goes, it goes, it goes
And witness it all through
the blinds of my window
Three, four
I'm a little nervous
'Bout what you'll think
When you see me
in my swimming trunks
And last night in New York
I got raging drunk
Remember one time
I got raging drunk
Now, I can recall
A time when we made
the city
Streets our playground
Swimming in a fountain
Filled with cigarettes
and bottles
Sped through Italian city
Streets of cobblestone
I've grown too aware
of my mortality
To let go
And forget about dying
Long enough to
Drop the hammer down
And let the indolence
Go wild and flying through
Because we had to
(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)
(BELL DINGS)
-OFFICER: Hey, fellas.
-Whoa! Howdy.
Hey, I hate to interrupt,
but, um...
These guys have had
a situation come up,
and y'all reckon we can
talk to Amziah for a minute?
Are you asking
their permission?
Of course you can talk to me.
What, is it serious?
As in, "I shouldn't be making
a joke" kind of serious?
(CHUCKLES)
Found these barrels
in a stolen truck.
We're thinking maybe honey,
so we're trying to find
someone to confirm
that for us.
Push that.
Yeah, push that button.
Where is this?
That's where
the 81 spurs north.
-And who stole it?
-No idea.
Truck's pulled over
and the driver ran off.
What's the weight
of the barrel?
It's about 600 pounds.
I bet that's honey, then.
And you know
just by the weight?
I don't know.
Nothing else gets that heavy.
-What, do you guys
work together?
-No, I'm his friend.
And I'm his counselor,
if he needs me.
He makes sure I don't
say something stupid.
It's a 24/7 job.
Rippy's got a law practice
here in town.
-And you make the honey?
-AMZIAH: No, sir.
The bees make honey.
But I keep bees
and I extract, yes.
What does that mean, extract?
That means I bring it
in from the fields
and take it to
my processing plant
and barrel it, bottle it,
and sell it to people
in little bears.
So how might you think
that much would be worth?
For a barrel like that?
Um... a guy like me,
15, $1,600 a barrel.
But the street value
is many times that.
SUNDERLAND:
Like, what we talkin'?
Well, everyone gets their own
prices and figures
out of their own game.
But I know if it was me
selling 600 pounds,
mine in 1 pound jars,
I could make $12,000 a barrel.
We got 20 barrels
on that truck.
AMZIAH: Mm-hmm.
So if there's two,
that's about...
About a quarter
million dollars.
SUNDERLAND: Well, we're trying
to identify who the owner is.
There's been a lot of
honey theft and we want
to identify the owner
independently.
Well, you go letting
honey guys know
there's 20 barrels of honey
sitting on a truck
on the side of the road,
you're suddenly gonna have
a lot of guys that
suddenly have a lot
of honey stolen.
I would be careful
poking around
in this business, fellas.
It is not full of kind people.
SUNDERLAND: Would you have
a way to tell us
where it's from
and whose it is?
Well, I can try.
Can you get
a barrel to me here
so I can take it to my plant?
Melt it out?
Yes, sir. Got it.
On it.
The only way to see
who the owner is
is to melt out that honey
and see if he left
a marking up in there
for a situation like this.
Guys do that?
They do if they think
their honey's gonna get stolen.
So you think
that could be evidence
of where it's from
in the bottom?
Well, I think
it's your last option
any way you look at it.
All right, we're gonna
need some chains
and a ratchet strap.
-Yeah, I got.
-A big handle kind?
Yeah. Shut up.
All right, fellas,
I'm gonna need
as much help as I can
get up in here tonight,
'cause anybody in
my crew's already stoned
or drunk by now anyway.
-Whatever you need, sir.
-All right, you ready?
-SUNDERLAND: God damn.
-AMZIAH: Whoo!
There it is, the first
curse words of the night.
And many more to come.
God bless us all, everyone.
That's a bullshit room
right there, that is.
That's not enough to
melt it down in one night?
No, not even close.
But if you do like
what you've seen so far,
I just got a bright idea
that's going to turn
this operation
up another notch.
Gonna call a previous
employee of mine.
Man'll have everything
a man can need and more
in the heat department.
This dude is
prescription-strength, fellas.
Name's Remick.
(ENTHRALLING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING)
AMZIAH: Come on,
come on, come on.
Hold!
Ah!
I just drove backwards
all the way here,
and I never even
put it in drive.
-AMZIAH: How's your dad been?
-REMICK: Oh, he's good.
You hear he got hearing A*DS?
So, he'll be able to hear
the smoke alarm this time.
I didn't, but that sounds
like an overdue deal for him.
-This is Colemar.
-Good to meet you.
Know how long
this is gonna take?
No idea, but you're welcome
to hang around
as long as you want.
I didn't call you,
I called Remick.
Still dating Sonya?
Yep. Why,
have you seen her lately?
Oh, why you ask like that?
She got a tragedy of a haircut
because the lady cutting it
got all emotional
talking about
her dead boyfriend
and forgot whose hair
she was cutting,
so she goes and cuts off
Sonya's bangs
and she f*cked her up
even more trying to fix it.
She looks like
a depression-era lady now.
Man, you can't say that,
Colemar.
You just said that about her,
like, 20 minutes ago.
Yeah, I'm her boyfriend,
Colemar,
means I got
special privileges.
People keep calling me
to ask what happened
because they're
too afraid to ask her.
Sounds like you two
need to talk.
REMICK: Yeah. We do, man,
I'm not gonna lie.
Oh, hey,
is your banjo up here?
AMZIAH: Banjo's at home,
but mandolin's
in the truck. Why?
Well, Colemar here can play
like a son of a b*tch.
Like that inbred kid
right out of Deliverance.
-No sh*t?
-Yeah.
Except people pay me to play.
So I'm not just
going to sit up here
and give everyone a free show.
Not trying, son.
No one asked you to.
What kind of banjo you got?
REMICK: Fender 54.
Do you ever hear that?
COLEMAR: Yeah,
those are like banjos
for if you're not
a professional.
AMZIAH: (LAUGHS) What's yours?
COLEMAR: I play a Deering,
I haven't played a Fender 54
since I was probably,
like, 12.
I know someone with
a prewar Gibson Granada.
Lets me play it
from time to time.
Hey, you know somebody
with a Granada?
-COLEMAR: Pre-w*r.
-Who?
I don't tell people
because then they tell people
and then the banjo
ends up stolen.
No one's gonna steal
a f*cking banjo.
People steal banjos, Remick,
all the time.
You don't have to yell, son,
I'm just saying I didn't know
anybody had a Granada.
Well, now you do.
He's a combative little scoop
of a man, ain't he?
You must make a lot of money
playing that Deering.
COLEMAR: I do great.
In all seriousness,
mind if I ask you a question?
What?
What are you doing
haulin' propane tanks
and not playing
on a Friday night?
He just read your book, b*tch.
See that door?
Everything goes in there.
If you get lost along the way
you can yell at Remick
for directions.
It's about that hard,
which ain't very.
RIPPY: Sandra's got
your ratchet straps,
where do you want 'em?
Oh, hey, girl.
You didn't need to do that.
We were right nearby when
he called. What's going on?
Trying to figure out whose
Godforsaken honey this is.
-Is that Remick?
-Yep.
And his ventriloquist doll.
You think
this is going to work?
I have no clue.
I've never done it
like this before.
You gotta admit,
it looks badass.
Where do you want this tub?
I don't know, Remick,
you tell me.
That was a dumb question,
I know.
COLEMAR: Are we getting
paid for this?
Oh. Now, that is not
a dumb question,
I don't think,
wouldn't you say?
I would want to know
the same thing.
Hey, what was your name again?
-Colemar.
-Colemar.
Hi, Colemar.
Raise your hand in the air
if you asked Colemar
to be here tonight.
I guess that's who's
paying you, son.
Every day's a gift,
am I right, little scoop?
(LAUGHS)
Good Lord, it's hot in here
and it makes me glad.
Ah!
Do not come in here
if you think you're gonna die.
Because I will say
I warned you,
and then I will sue you
and your family estate
after your own funeral.
Ain't that right, counselor?
-Don't work like that.
-Well, it ought to.
This is where
they decap frames.
This used to be one of my jobs
when I worked here.
What does that mean,
decapping frames?
It's like you get rid
of the wax
so you can access the honey.
(MACHINE WHIRRING)
Wait, there's wax in honey?
Did you for real
just ask that?
And no promises, but with all
this extra heat and gravity,
we might just get this little
honey b*tch out by morning.
We'll be able to see if
there's marking up in there.
So this is the extractor
for the honey.
So you put
the frames in there,
and then it spins around
super-fast
and the honey comes out.
I don't understand.
Look, man,
you turn it on there.
(MACHINE WHIRS)
Pop that guy down.
And the honey comes out.
You don't explain things
very well.
(BOTH GASPING)
Oh, sh*t!
Whoa!
Ah!
OFFICER: Amziah!
sh*t!
Amziah!
What are y'all
yelling about now?
-(GROANING)
-Oh, my.
Ah! It's bad.
It's bad.
Ah!
Where's his hat?
Where's his hair?
SANDRA: Keep pressure on it.
Why is my extractor on?
He wanted to know
how it worked.
(MACHINE TURNS OFF)
-Is his hair in my extractor?
-I don't know.
Is all my hair gone?
Is his hair in my extractor?
Yeah, I think
his ponytail fell in.
sh*t, you got his bloody hair
in my honey!
Where's a mirror?
I want to see a mirror!
No you don't. Just sit tight.
Maybe it's in the pipe.
Can I pull it out and look?
You don't touch
another damn thing,
you son of a b*tch!
f*ck! Look at there.
Made me cuss.
Born again Christian.
I hadn't done that
in two years.
-Thanks a lot, Remick.
-OFFICER: Somebody get Colemar
-to a hospital.
-I'll take him.
Let's get him up.
Gotta move fast.
Come on, buddy.
Why is no one looking at me?
Is it bad? Be honest with me.
We're gonna take
care of you, buddy.
Right now we're just
going to walk, okay?
That was my favorite hat.
We'll get you
a new hat, buddy.
We're gonna need
whatever part of him
is in the extractor.
What do you need from us?
We can help.
We just don't want
to be in your hair.
It's kind of hard
not to right now.
I can't believe
I just said that.
Looks like his dangle got
shot down my honey hatch.
-RIPPY: Then get it out.
-I can't.
Amziah, we're gonna need
the skin from in there
so that they can put it
back on in the hospital.
What, do you think
that's what they're gonna do,
like, sew it back on?
Yes, Amziah.
Why else were you going
to go fishing it out?
Save my honey. I mean,
what kind of question is that?
Well, now I think
we gotta get it out
so we can save
that poor boy's skull.
Sweet Jesus.
I didn't even think of that.
We can get that thing
grafted back
-onto Colemar's skull.
-You're right, you're right.
We ain't got a choice.
You're right.
Guys. (CLEARS THROAT)
There's a 24 hour gas station
across the street,
y'all can go sit tight,
we gotta go wake up
the guy that can fetch out
the rest of that kid's scalp.
sh*t.
Well, that still don't
explain it, Chim.
Well, I was trying to get
both home at the same time.
Well, it doesn't mean
it's my fault.
What the f*ck are you
doing in the hot room?
AMZIAH: I can't even begin
to explain that to you.
And I'm not here
to defend myself to you.
Say, which one?
Right one.
-Gonna need a light.
-What?
-Flashlight.
-Flashlight.
Rip, shut that hot room door
-and lock it, will ya?
-Got it.
What are you
doing in that room?
AMZIAH: Trying to melt out
some honey
out of the barrel
by the morning.
-Right.
-It's right down.
Right down the hatch.
CHIMMY: Now, shine on the top.
On the top. sh*t.
Yeah, yeah.
There you go. Come on now.
Come on.
sh*t.
Well, you see something?
Why ain't youse talking?
Did he have a ponytail?
Well, yeah, he had a ponytail.
Who else ponytail would it be?
(SCREAMS)
Oh, sh*t!
God!
Gosh damn it! Son of a b*tch!
Let's get that...
We need a cooler.
-RIPPY: The ball cap!
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.
-There's a ball cap in there.
-CHIMMY: There's a ball cap?
He was wearing a baseball cap.
Yes!
-RIPPY: Where's your cooler?
-(SCREAMS)
-RIPPY: Where's the cooler?
-Huh?
RIPPY: Where's the cooler?
Um... Oh, sh*t.
I ain't got a cooler.
RIPPY: Why'd you tell me
to get a cooler?
I don't know,
it's the first thing
that came to my mind,
all right,
just 'cause we need one
don't mean I got one.
What about a gallon,
a jar or something?
No, no, those cost me
eight bucks a pop. Hell, no.
-Are you being serious?
-Yes, I'm being serious.
Go get, uh, one of them
big bear jars.
It cost me a buck 20.
Ha! And hurry up!
Bullshit!
Ah! Damn it! Here we go.
-Here, here.
-Ah! Ah!
Ah!
This is bullshit.
RIPPY: Stop complaining.
AMZIAH: You're not the one
holding Colemar's head meat.
-What you gonna do with that?
-AMZIAH: What?
I don't know,
put it with the barrel.
Where are we going
with that thing?
I'm calling them now.
You better be able to put this
back together,
-Chim Chim Cher-ee.
-Hey, it's Rippy.
We got this kid's hair.
Where are you guys at?
Madison Park.
All right, we're on our way.
That is not what I'd be going
if I was getting
my pony knot sewn back on.
No one here is
disagreeing with you, Amziah.
Oh, sh*t fire,
my chest is starting to hurt,
and that is a long a*s drive.
So what?
Isn't time kind of important
in these situations?
I'm sure it is.
But that doesn't
change the fact
that we got to drive it to
whatever godforsaken hospital
he chose to go to.
You think they'll give us
a police escort?
(SIRENS WAILING)
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Door, door, door!
Somebody!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
That goes to Kid Climpton
and Colemar.
f*ck.
Ohh, sh*t!
Excuse me, ma'am,
I got... I got a condition
and I forgot to take
my prescription pills.
And then the banjo kid
lost his head,
and the evening's been
highly traumatic,
and I think
I need some attention
because it could be urgent
right about now.
Okay, can you fill out
these two clipboards
and get me
your insurance card?
Okay, this thing's asking me
to tell you
if my chest is hurting
and if this is an emergency,
which I did
just tell you that.
You still want me to
fill out all this sh*t?
You doing all right, man?
-Who is it?
-It's Amziah.
From the honey plant.
And Remick.
Oh, hey, man.
Sorry about your equipment.
I didn't mean to
mess anything up.
No, it's all right, son.
Nothing's damaged...
except your head, of course.
But not for too long,
I don't think.
-Hey, can I ask you a question?
-Okay.
What's it feel like?
I'm on some
good sh*t right now,
so I'm not feeling
anything too bad.
Plus, Remick slipped me some
Apache fentanyl.
'Cause the hospital meds,
they weren't cut...
Hey, Colemar,
stop talking, bro.
COLEMAR: Did someone hear me?
sh*t. Are we not alone?
sh*t. I-I'm sorry, Remick.
Son of a b*tch.
What's going on?
Did Remick leave?
Yeah. I think
you might have put him
in a bit of a position there.
Hey, I, uh...
I got your lucky hat back.
-Oh. For real?
-Yeah.
Fished it out of there.
And do yourself a favor
when you... when you
leave here, don't forget it.
'Cause you are going to
need to wear it for a while.
Okay.
All right, son,
well, listen, uh...
Maybe somewhere down the road
I can get to hear you play
that Granada.
How's that sound?
Sounds good.
Okay.
I might grab a bit of food
for the kid
and bring it back for him.
If I do that, you want me
to get you anything?
No, I'm... I'm all right.
But thank you.
(GRUNTS)
(SIGHS)
(SIGHS)
-WAITRESS: It's just you?
-Yeah.
Can I get you started
with coffee, iced tea...
Just... Just...
Just coffee, please.
(COFFEE POURS)
Oh, my God.
Hey, kiddo.
I didn't know
you're back around here.
Yeah.
How you been?
Okay.
How long you been back?
Not long. A few months.
It's so good to see you.
-Hey, you want to sit down?
-I can't right now.
I didn't know you ever
came out this far.
Well, this is...
It's not normally
part of my rotation,
and I can't really
begin to explain
what brought me
out here today.
Are you doing all right?
I'm in one piece.
Which is more than I can say
for some of the folks
I've been around today.
How about you?
Did you get into
good foster homes
after you left us?
Kind of.
This is a nice place to work?
The folks are good to you?
It's a job.
Yeah.
Well, listen, I'm...
I'm going to be playing a gig
at the Sand Plum,
in a few weeks,
it's just right up the road.
You can't miss it. Now...
if you're off work,
maybe you can come on by
and you and I can discuss
maybe something better.
How's that sound?
Okay.
Were you gonna
tell me you're back?
Of course.
All right.
Good.
(FOLK-ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
I could not stay for life
I believe in love
For the lights
always in season
AMZIAH: Son of a b*tch.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)
AMZIAH: You made it!
I don't even know what to
think about a thing like this.
What'd you think?
I loved it.
You guys are great.
Come here. Come here.
I got something I want to
talk to you about.
Have a seat. All right.
Now, I've been thinking.
All right, I got a big haul
coming up,
and I could use some help.
From the beeyards?
In the beeyards.
Is that something
you actually need help with?
Well, it is actually something
I need help with. Yes.
Do you think
I'd be able to do it?
I know you'd be able to do it.
Would you be able to tell me
if I wasn't cutting it?
No, I wouldn't have to.
I'd just replace you.
(CHUCKLES)
Do you want to try?
I don't know. Maybe.
Okay. You don't have to
make up your mind just yet.
Let's go get some food
in our bellies
before you do, huh?
-Follow me.
-Okay.
When's the last time
you've been to a potluck?
I don't know if I ever have.
Oh, dear, sweet Jesus.
Let me just
tell you something.
For as long as I can remember,
I've always wanted
to walk someone
through a potluck.
Food displayed out on a table
is a higher point in my life
than I traditionally admit.
Because there's truth
and there's lies
in every potluck you see,
there's a story in every dish.
And I'm here to tell you
which dishes are the truth
and which are the lies.
Starting with Miss Aberdeen's
black-eyed peas.
Now, every door Miss Aberdeen
would walk through,
into or out of,
she'd make this
sort of throat clearing,
chest clearing cough
kind of sound,
kind of... (IMITATES COUGH)
So I asked her one day,
I said, "Miss Aberdeen,
"why do you make that sound
"when you walk
through the door?"
She said,
"Oh, I'm just casting out
"the demons on
the entrances and exits."
Ain't that the truth?
Next up, we got the Kregger's
mashed potatoes.
Now you see the Kreggers,
they got this kid.
Anyway, I'll see him
around town from time to time.
I'm telling you,
he freaks me out.
I'll turn the corner,
and there
that little S.O.B. is.
This child with a full-grown
man's face and upper body.
It's like one of those
Lollipop Guild munchkins.
KATERI: Like those
overworked farm kids?
Exactly. And, uh,
it's... it's tough on me
because when I see him,
I truly do not know
whether to talk to him
like the child
that he technically is
or some 50-year-old alcoholic.
KATERI: So are you basing
your decision on that?
You're damn right I am.
So, those mashed potatoes
are a lie
because of that kid.
Stay away from them.
Here's some good news,
Miss Juanita's
green bean casserole.
Now, Miss Juanita's mom
lost her eyesight
so couldn't tell the difference
between an open door
and a glass door,
so she kept walking into 'em.
So Juanita moved down here
to take care of her.
KATERI: So, is there any meat?
Uh, absolutely.
There's some meat.
Skip all this meat and go
straight for the brisket.
This brisket is made
from a recipe from a cult.
Little church out
in the middle of nowhere
that churns their own
butter and sh*t.
No, it's not.
You're making things up now?
I am not making nothing up.
I'm serious.
This lady, Jill Cope,
she joined this church
out in the country
with a bunch of women wearing
the denim and the unibrows.
I mean, those eyebrows just
make you want to go back to
that church
with a pair of clippers
and set those poor girls free.
-KATERI: From their eyebrows?
-AMZIAH: Amongst other things.
'Cause soon after
my friend found out that
the head guy was married
to, like, 19 of them.
That's when
she stole this recipe
and defected the sect.
-KATERI: Hmm.
-AMZIAH: That's the truth.
And finally
we arrive at the gravy.
And gravy is basically
its own element
on the periodic table.
Why? Because we ladled it over
everything we got
on our plate.
And everybody here
agrees on gravy
'cause we don't think
a meal is worth eating
until our heart stops pumping
while we're eating it,
myself included. Mm!
Say, you mind if I introduce
some of my friends?
-For sure.
-Oh, good.
I was probably
gonna do it anyway.
(KITKA'S STO MI E MILO
(MACEDONIA) PLAYS)
I don't know if you remember,
but each stack of
these white boxes
is a hive,
a healthy hive, strong hive
that'll build up to
70,000 bees in the summer.
When I first got started,
I was running between
5 and 700 hives.
In my heyday,
I ran up to 1,500 hives.
Chimmy. Meet Kateri.
Kateri, this is Chimmy.
Chimmy doesn't believe in God,
but he's got no problem
eating fine food
that these Christians
brought up here tonight.
(UNINTELLIGIBLE)
Absolutely, perfectly clear.
I don't understand a word
of his swamp turkey lingo,
so don't feel bad.
And he and I got
a set vocabulary,
but if he goes off script,
I don't even try.
For a 1 pound jar of honey,
bees will travel
over 55,000 miles
and visit between
3 and 7 million blossoms.
And even after
we take it away from them,
they just do it again.
Turn around and rebuild
every time, no matter what.
It's a hell of a thing
to rebuild.
Makes you realize
how much we ought
to savor the taste
of that honey.
AMZIAH: How you doing, ma'am?
This is Kateri.
-Kateri, Miss Juanita.
-Well, hi, sweetie.
How do you know this man?
We stayed with him
when we were kids.
Oh, you were one
of his foster kids?
Yes, ma'am.
Back with me and Glenda.
Her and her brother
stayed a couple of years.
Oh, is that right?
I didn't know Amziah
back then.
I moved here to help my mother
when she lost her eyesight.
AMZIAH: This place...
This is their community.
Bees coming and going.
Coming in from the fields,
bringing meals
from near and far.
Talking to each other.
Sharing stories.
Sharing food.
Everybody looking out
for each other.
That's a healthy hive.
KATERI: So are they all
the same kind of bees?
AMZIAH: Well, every hive is
made of three kinds of bees.
You want me
to break it down for you?
-Of course.
-Okay.
Let's start with the drones.
Now, the drones
are the biggest, all right?
There's not too many of them,
but without them,
there wouldn't be
a hive at all.
And then you got
the worker bees.
Now, these worker bees do
everything from cleaning
to nursing
to building the hive
to taking care of the dead.
They're also the foragers,
meaning they...
they fly off
and bring what they find
out in the world
back to the hive.
Most of what you see here
are worker bees guarding,
protecting the hive
from intruders.
Which will come.
Yeah, they know they have
some lovely battles
ahead of them.
But I reckon they're honored
to fight those battles
'cause they... they do it
for their community.
Protect what they built.
Worker bees decide
who will be their queen.
They also decide when
it's time for a new one.
Hmm. Look at that.
I think they think
you're one of them.
Let me show you something.
Gotcha.
It's the queen.
Queens are strong.
Strongest.
Every queen's a survivor.
Always, from birth.
Without her...
The hive won't survive.
Can't survive.
That's why wherever she goes,
the whole community
swarms to her.
To protect her.
(BEES BUZZING)
KATERI: How long did it all
take you to figure out?
AMZIAH: What, to get the bees
and colonies built up
like I have?
KATERI: Mm-hmm.
Lord, half my life, at least.
Takes patience.
Patience is better
than being smart.
Trust me. I met
plenty of smart guys.
Couldn't wait around long
enough for something to grow.
Yeah, I'd a whole lot
rather be patient than smart.
Come on in.
Do you remember this place?
Yeah.
Hey, Tater Tot. Hey, buddy.
How you doing?
Did you miss me
while I was away?
Oh, I missed you, too.
Hey, Kateri.
Come meet Tater Tot.
Named her Tater Tot.
'cause I love tater tots.
Tater Tot.
Tater Tot, this is Kateri.
She's gonna make you
so fat and happy.
She's gonna love you
and feed you too much.
Hey, what kind of music
you listen to?
Probably not the same kind
as you.
I bet I like
the same kind as you.
Mine just got
more banjo in it.
Hey, you know what this is?
A ukulele.
No, it's not a ukulele.
It's a mandolin.
A religiously iconic,
almond-shaped instrument
that projects music that
transcends time and space.
Bruna. Murilo.
-Come meet Kateri.
-Ta!
I got a couple of Brazilians
living out back.
So if you hear samba playing,
it's probably them.
So you gonna tell me what
kind of music you listen to?
Why did you say
you have a couple of
Brazilians living out back?
What was I supposed
to call 'em?
Just two people.
Well, I got
a couple of reasons
why I pointed out
their ethnicity.
I mean, "A,"
one of them doesn't speak
a lick of English.
"B"...
Hell, I don't know. I forgot.
Just save that
for when I remember
reason number two.
BRUNA: (IN PORTUGUESE)
Hi, how's it going?
right there.
Welcome.
I'm Bruna and this is Murilo.
-What's your name?
-Kateri.
Kateri.
That's the perfect name.
-Have you been told this?
-No.
-That's a perfect name.
-That is a perfect name.
Did you love the bees?
Oh, they were...
Yes, they were beautiful.
And do you know his song?
He plays his song always.
He's obsessed.
-You know it?
-I don't think so.
-Play so she can learn it.
-I am playing it.
-Play so she can learn it.
-No, it's okay.
-I'll just listen.
-I do play it a lot.
There you go, try it.
No. That's okay.
It's not that hard.
No, I'm not a singer.
You are a singer.
Everybody's a singer,
all right?
Just got to drop some of
that armor you got on you.
This is a safe place,
I promise you.
All right. This is just music.
Three simple chords.
Oh, oh
Ah
Ah
Ah
Oh
Ah
Try it with me.
-All right?
-Okay.
-Ready?
-Mm-hmm.
-Ah
-Ah
-Oh
-Oh
-Ah
-Ah
-Ah
-Ah
-Ah
-Ah
-Oh
-Oh
-Oh
-Oh
-(GIGGLES)
-AMZIAH: Beautiful.
You're good.
-That was awful.
-AMZIAH: Oh, it wasn't awful.
It's just us.
I'll let you know
when to come in
when we do the full,
live version.
I gotta get Pirate now.
I'm literally sweating.
Can you please stop?
No, I can't.
Calling Pirate over.
-Pirate!
-What?
Get over here
with all your gear.
-What gear?
-All your gear.
Bring Stephen with you.
We're gonna do that song
that goes... (STRUMS GUITAR)
-All right? Come on.
-All right.
That's Pirate.
He's in our group.
You actually met him one night
when we were playing
all that sh*t at that place
with all them people.
Why are you
inviting him over here?
-We need his fiddle.
-I'll just listen.
No, you can't just listen.
I just taught you the part.
That's not an option.
I'm gonna have a panic attack.
BOTH: Then we'll take you
to the hospital.
Do you always
do this to people
-when they visit your house?
-Do what?
Force them into
uncomfortable situations.
Well, I guess, yes,
if you think singing's
uncomfortable, which it's not.
It is for a lot of people.
AMZIAH: This is not a concert.
-(DOOR OPENS)
-Dear Jesus.
-PIRATE: Want more than this?
-Oh, there they are.
PIRATE: Hey, thanks for
inviting us over.
-Yeah!
-(SMOOCHES)
AMZIAH:
Everybody say hi to Kateri.
Kateri, what do you play?
Nothing. This is my
deepest nightmare.
So you'll sing.
AMZIAH: Hey, uh,
do that intro, will you?
-Since you got your fiddle.
-In "D"?
In "D."
Hey, and you
don't even act like
you don't remember your part.
-KATERI: I don't.
-I'll remind you
-when to come in. You ready?
-PIRATE: Yeah, yeah, yeah!
-All right.
-PIRATE: Six, eight?
-AMZIAH: Yeah.
-(BEAT POUNDING)
One, two,
one, two, three, four.
(FOLK-ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
AMZIAH: Yeah!
Whoo.
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Hey! One, two, three, four.
(FOLK-ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES)
Here we go.
Yes, when the ink
meets quill
With love my letters
are filled
Let us seal this love
as the back
Of the envelope's
sealed with wax
We will run away
From those
who'd lead us astray
Searching hard,
we will fully rely
On the grace
of the one crucified
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh
We're not done yet.
We're not done yet.
We're not done yet.
We're...
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
PIRATE: There you go.
Yes, we will run away
From those
who'd lead us astray
Searching hard,
we will fully rely
On the words
of the one crucified
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
There we go!
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
(LAUGHTER)
BRUNA: Listen to you.
You're great.
PIRATE: That was awesome.
I'm never doing that again.
(LAUGHTER)
(TELEPHONE RINGING)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
Hello?
Oh, God.
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh. H-How bad?
Hop in. We got a swarm.
Come on.
Am I really gonna need
this suit?
No doubt. These ain't my bees.
-You ever seen a swarm?
-No.
Get ready,
my little chickadee.
Bees only swarm when
they are ready for a fight.
(FOLK-ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
-(TIRES SCREECH)
-(CHIMMY GRUNTS)
Oh, sh*t!
Sorry about that, Chim.
Trying to make
a dramatic entrance.
Forgot you was out back.
-Let's go!
-WOMAN: Are you Mr. King?
Uh, Professor,
but I usually don't have
people call me that in public.
And your name is?
I'm Mrs. McCurdy.
I'm the head teacher.
Can you take us
to where the swarm is?
Yes. It's in a closet between
the two bathrooms
on this main hallway
through these doors.
Do you have any idea why
the bees are acting like this?
Why they're so damn pissed?
Because Mr. Wilburn,
our maintenance man...
he tried to spray them with
pesticide when he found them,
-just stirred the whole thing.
-Well, that'll do it.
Oh, we need to get you a radio
so you can communicate
with us.
-Radio?
-I'm sorry, a walkie-talkie.
Oh. I get a walkie-talkie.
Answer me something...
why are these kids over here
in the bleachers?
MCCURDY: Well, those are
the allergic kids
and the stung kids over there.
-Stung kids?
-Yes, at least 15.
We've got them on Benadryl,
so they're all falling asleep
because of the meclizine.
All right,
how about the smoke?
-I-Is that for the bees?
-Yes. We were told that
bees behave better
when there's smoke.
Well, they do, but it helps
if you smoke the hive
instead of the air
we're all breathing.
-Here's your radio.
-Hang it anywhere.
Okay.
Do you know how to use it?
-Push to talk.
-Yes.
-(BEE BUZZING)
-Ah, ah, ah! Oh! Oh!
-sh*t. Chimmy, get on that.
-CHIMMY: Hold on, hold on.
God! It's on my ear!
-g*dd*mn it!
-Oh!
Cursing. Teacher's cursing.
Back the kids up, ma'am.
Come here, come here.
Gotta pull the stinger.
Can I pull the stinger?
You got it. You got it.
All right.
AMZIAH: This whole scenario
is way more
melodramatic than
it needs to be.
Bees and children
and teachers and hot weather
should never be
in the same place.
Ooh, and there's
all my little friends.
How we doing, ladies?
Settling on down. Oh, yeah.
(CHIMMY SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
Hey, Chimmy, I can't see your
face, man, so why don't you
stick to phrases and sentences
we both know?
CHIMMY: Okay.
AMZIAH: Stay calm,
treat them good,
and they'll go along with us.
-(BEE BUZZING)
-(GRUNTS)
WOMAN: Mr. Cosgrove is stung.
Repeat. Mr. Cosgrove is stung.
WOMAN 2: Where was he stung?
We need to know,
because if he can't drive,
we need to contact
a substitute bus driver.
WOMAN: They're saying
he was stung in the throat,
and he's telling us
he thinks he's allergic.
All right,
he's stung in the throat
and he's allergic.
Chimmy, find out if he was
stung in the jugular.
Hello, this is Chimmy.
(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
(GARBLED) Was he stung
in the jugular?
And is he allergic?
I'll repeat.
Was he stung in the jugular
and is he allergic?
(BEES BUZZING)
WOMAN: I'm so sorry,
but I can't understand
what you're saying.
Yeah, I agree with the gal
on the other end of the radio.
That was a bad idea.
Kateri, take over, will you?
Tried to be clear.
Professor King's assistant
is asking
if the sting was
on the jugular.
WOMAN: Yes, the sting
is in his jugular.
Dadgummit.
Listen, if he's allergic
and he was stung
in the jugular,
you better get him an EpiPen
or an ambulance quick,
you hear?
WOMAN: We don't have
any more EpiPens,
but we're calling the clinic
for an ambulance.
God, I hope
it ain't the same clinic
Colemar got his surgery.
Right there.
Watch his head,
watch his head.
I think these soldiers
are a little more dug in
than we thought they were.
We're gonna have
to do a cut out.
Well, that's what I said
when we walked in.
Chimmy, don't even
start with me.
You already misrepresented
our brand once today
with that walkie-talkie stunt.
-CHIMMY: What'd I say to...
-Hang on.
(DRILL WHIRRING)
WOMAN: When will we know about
the ambulance
for Mr. Cosgrove?
WOMAN 2: They said
the ambulance is busy,
so they reached out
to Medicine Park Regional
and they're sending
a MediFlight helicopter.
AMZIAH: Did they just say
they're calling a helicopter?
-(HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING)
-Dispatch, I'm coming in hot.
Get those kids out of the way.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER
OVER RADIO)
(BEES BUZZING)
MAN: Tell the third graders
to get out of the dumpster.
Snacks are on the way.
I repeat...
WOMAN: The bees are coming
out of the building,
and the kids are closing
the bus windows.
We need to move the bus
so they can get some air.
The kids need to stay on
the bus after they boarded.
WOMAN 2: Okay.
Can anyone drive a bus?
WOMAN 1: Nobody on campus.
Only Mr. Cosgrove
has a bus license.
WOMAN 2: What if we did a loop
to keep the bees
out of the bus and open
the windows for airflow?
-Would that work?
-Yes, as long as whoever did
the driving has
a bus driver's license.
WOMAN 2: Does anyone have
a bus driver's license?
My man Chimmy lives in an RV.
He can drive your bus for you.
CHIMMY: Hey!
(SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)
You have
a bus driver's license?
-Yeah.
-Is it recent?
(CHUCKLES) I live in an RV.
-You live in an RV?
-Yeah.
Okay, okay. Come with me.
Just drive it in a circle
around the school.
There's a loop
around the campus.
The kids must stay seated,
and don't go out
on city roads.
-Okay?
-Okay.
MAN: Ma'am, you need to pull
those kids back
so they don't get
a stick in the eye.
All right, kids. Hold on.
(TIRES SCREECH)
Did you tell the guy
in the bus about the potholes?
sh*t.
There are potholes in the loop
next to the storm drain.
Can someone flag down
the bus driver to tell him
to go slow over the potholes?
(CHILDREN SCREAMING)
(BRAKES HISS)
(CHILDREN SCREAMING)
It's a dark day
for this elementary school.
Amen.
What are we doing?
Sopapilla Night.
Oh, sh*t. I forgot, didn't I?
This is something I was
supposed to invite you to,
and I just drove you
straight here, didn't I?
Yeah. It's Sopapilla Night
here at Rippy's.
(FIDDLE PLAYING)
AMZIAH: Counselor.
-Kind sir.
-Hey, Rip.
Rippy, Kateri. Kateri, Rippy.
Kateri, pleasure to meet you.
(FIDDLE CONTINUES PLAYING)
-MAN: Amziah.
-Hey.
-We have guests
-AMZIAH: Oh, yes, we do.
Folks, I want to first
introduce you all
to a new buddy of mine.
Uh, recently modified
for aerodynamics,
this young man has come out
to grace our presence tonight,
along with his pre-w*r
Gibson Granada,
to put on a show.
The one, the only Colemar!
-(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)
-All right, Colemar!
Yeah, buddy!
And, uh, I don't know how many
of y'all remember, but,
uh, Kateri and her brother
stayed
with me and Glenda
for a couple years,
back when I believe you were
about eight, nine years old.
And, uh, I remember
one evening
we'd just come in
from pulling honey,
and she was all excited about
running a fresh jar
down to our neighbor,
this older lady, Mrs. Twyman.
Anyway, she went inside,
she grabbed a jar,
and she went running
out of the house,
and she... she tripped on
the steps going outside,
and she face-planted
and broke the jar open,
spilled the honey everywhere.
You remember this?
Mm-hmm.
Hopped right back up,
bloody knee and crying,
marched back in the house,
got a fresh jar of honey,
ran out the house,
this time at double speed
of the first time,
down the same steps
without tripping and took that
jar of honey to Mrs. Twyman.
-Remember what we did?
-KATERI: Mm.
She came back, and we, uh...
we sat on those same steps,
and we watched bees come in
from miles around.
Till they licked up every
single bit of that honey.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
MAN: Mm.
I don't know the moral
of that story,
but I do know that there was
a whole bunch of bees
that were glad
she skinned her knees.
(LAUGHTER)
And that, folks,
was my way of, uh,
introducing Kateri tonight
before she does her solo!
(CHEERING)
Hold on, hold on.
I'm just kidding.
I'm kidding.
(LAUGHTER)
(FOLK-ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
You say you're not mine
What are we then?
Somewhere down the line
I lost a friend
And I know it's hard to know
just what you need
And what you want
But every day I try
to win your heart
Hope that's enough
Your arms are an ocean
Your soul and your eyes
are crashing
Wild and worn and blue
Though I've been working
to weather the waters
I'll never reach the rocks
And get to your hands
and heart
And works of art
that break apart
The smarter thoughts in me
But how does a sailor
fight the ways
That a siren sparkles
in the light?
You say you're not mine
What are we then?
Somewhere down the line
I lost a friend
And I know
it's hard to know
Just what you need
And what you want
Yes, I know
it's hard to know
Just what you need
And what you want
Yes, I know
it's hard to know
Just what you need
And what you want
But every day I try
to win your heart
I hope that's enough
Ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah
You say you're not mine
What are we then?
Somewhere down the line
I lost a friend
And I know
it's hard to know
Just what you need
And what you want
But every day I try
to win your heart
Hope that's enough
(ALL CHEERING)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING)
(TRAIN CLACKING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(ENGINE SHUTS OFF)
KATERI: Hey.
Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey.
I'm here.
I'm here, okay?
I-I'm gonna get you up.
Please, you got to help me,
'cause I can't...
I can't do this, okay?
I need you to get up.
I need you to get up,
please, okay?
Please, please, please,
please, please.
Please. I need you to get up.
(CRYING) I need you
to get up for me, please.
Please.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Please help me.
(SOBS) Please!
OFFICER: So, there was
no lethal physical trauma
on the examination,
which means that he was
unharmed on the outside.
They ran a toxicology
screening on him,
and all the results
came back negative.
And they did
a full-body X-ray.
And they did note that
there was some calcification
on his arteries
and on his heart.
And they said that
there was a, um...
a 98% occlusion in his left
anterior descending artery.
And that in and of itself
is lethal.
With foul play being
ruled out, there won't be
any further investigation
into his death, Kateri.
Officer Sunderland here
will be your contact
for the theft investigation.
Kateri, we just want to
let you know that we are out
looking for anyone
involved in a theft, okay?
I can imagine you don't want
to talk to us right now,
but we would love to get
as much information from you
as we can
when you feel like it.
My number is
on this, uh, card.
And that's my mobile.
So please reach out, okay?
Amziah was a good man.
And we'll do right by him.
When peace like a river
Attendeth my way
When sorrows
like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot
Thou hast taught me to say
It is well
It is well with my soul
It is well
It is well
With my soul
With my soul
It is well
It is well
With my soul
RIPPY: Do you have
family anywhere?
Anywhere you can go?
KATERI: No.
RIPPY: None of your
other foster parents?
No.
Can you tell me what happened
with you guys after Amziah?
You mean when we were kids?
Mmm-hmm.
We were with him and Glenda
for about two years.
Then Glenda died.
And they took us away
from Amziah
and put us in a family
with two parents.
Then my mom got custody
of us again.
Then where'd you go?
Everywhere.
We'd go town to town.
Anywhere that had
work for her.
What'd she do?
She worked on farms.
And then she got caught up
with some police.
And she didn't do what
they wanted her to do, so...
she got sentenced.
And then she hung herself
in her cell.
And Joel and I...
had a few more homes
till we were old enough
to be on our own.
And now I'm here.
So what all do we need to do?
Well, um, there's a lot
to navigate.
But Amziah did update
the will, so that's good.
He left you the honey plant.
But the business didn't make
enough the past few years
to be profitable.
Now, there were a few guys
that came around
and tried to buy it
off of him,
but he liked
doing it too much.
And he was also giving away
almost as much honey
as he sold.
So he has some debt
that probably would have been
covered by this year's crop.
What does that mean for me?
What do I need to do?
It means you got
to take on the debt
that the business accrued.
How much?
$30,000.
(SIGHS)
Now, we can liquidate
the business assets
and... and probably
cover the debt that way.
Or try to see
if one of these guys
is still interested in buying
the business without the bees.
No.
There's also Chimmy.
What about him? What happened?
He got a DUI.
He got drunk
after he heard Amziah died.
Then he got pulled over,
and he was carrying, too.
So it could be 6 to 12 months.
Which means you're
without qualified help.
Plus, you don't have a crop.
You're without bees,
and you got to take on
the debt that the business...
Stop.
Is this what you want to do?
Live here and keep
the plant running?
Yes.
Even without Amziah?
Yes.
Why?
Because he left it to me.
All right.
I'll get the paperwork going.
I'm going to find out
who stole them.
There's ways to know.
Someone watched him
and learned
where he kept everything
and deliberately set out
to take it all.
They followed him.
They stalked him.
They pulled into
the pastures at night...
and loaded up everything
he built and took it all away.
I'm going to find them.
And I'm going to
take it all back.
I hope you do.
(FOLK-ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
Don't look for the honey.
-KATERI: Don't look?
-Don't look for the honey, no.
I need the honey, Chimmy.
We don't have any money.
That's how we'll get money.
Look for the bees.
-Look for the bees?
-Yeah.
Just look for the bees.
How? Where?
-Not here. Not close by.
-Not close by?
Well, he probably moved them.
Whoever stole them moved them.
He moved them?
Yeah, like at least
200 miles away.
KATERI:
They're 200 miles away.
CHIMMY: Yeah, look for people
who bought bees
at least 200 miles away.
KATERI: I'm looking for
a beekeeping operation
somewhere around here.
Do you know
anybody around here
that makes honey
or keeps bees?
I'm looking for
a beekeeping operation
somewhere around here.
Yes, I'm calling to see if you
took delivery of any hives
between May 10th and May 18th.
...calling to see if you
bought any hives in May.
Sorry, did you say
you think you did?
MAN: Who is this?
Hi. Yes, I'm calling to see if
you took delivery of any hives
between May 10th and May 18th.
WOMAN:
I know you called earlier.
And I want you take me off
your call list
and do not call me back.
KATERI: They hang up on me,
I go search their hives.
They sound suspicious,
I go search their hives.
They get defensive,
I go search their hives.
Do you know if you bought
any hives after May 10th?
WOMAN: Well, I don't,
but I wanted to know
what you were asking for
and who you were.
Don't tell them who you are.
KATERI: Don't tell them
who I am?
No. Think of something.
-Think of something?
-Mm.
KATERI: My name
is Chelsea Holden.
I'm the assistant director
of the State
Agricultural Board,
and we're calling to see
if you bought any hives
any time in May.
-WOMAN: Hello?
-Sorry.
This is... This is Chelsea
with State Agricultural Board.
I'm calling to see
if you purchased any bees
around May 10th.
MAN: You're gonna start
to piss people off,
you're calling around
like this.
Have someone look for a queen.
All the queens are
painted green by this guy.
-And check the supers.
-WOMAN: Okay, hold on.
The supers would have a K
woodburned into them.
WOMAN:
Can you hold on, please?
MAN: You said there's
something in the supers?
KATERI: Yes, supers would have
a K woodburned into them.
WOMAN: Okay, I can't deal
with this right now.
If we can,
we'll call you back, okay?
You know, this thing, it's...
it's a lot bigger
than just your crop
or the colonies.
Have you talked to
the Runyon operation?
MAN:
I don't keep honey anymore.
You got the wrong damn number.
I had a buddy that had
a pickup stolen full of bees.
Now, you can steal
what you want around here,
but you can't steal
a man's pickup.
KATERI: I'm running
out of honey and money.
I've been driving
almost 500 miles a day.
WOMAN: You're never gonna find
those stolen bees, honey.
I'm sorry.
MAN: Look, no one wants
to tell you this,
but you guys are probably just
gonna need to close up shop.
-(CELL PHONE RINGING)
-KATERI: Hello?
WOMAN: I heard
you were calling around
about stolen honey.
Sorry?
WOMAN: I think you guys
might have had
a barrel of our stolen honey
come through your plant
a while back.
I think we could help you.
So we had
our beeyards rustled,
and three of our barrels
went missing.
I was sick at the time and
didn't have a good inventory.
But then our barrels
got mixed in
with a bunch of others
and somehow ended up
with you guys.
During an investigation.
KATERI:
Where'd you learn that?
WOMAN: We got a call
from an investigator
who learned we were looking
for our stolen barrels, so...
We think it's two guys
working together,
one who steals everything
with a crew of foreigners
that don't know
what he's doing
and then someone
he offloads it all to.
How'd you figure that?
'Cause there were skid steer
tracks in our beeyards.
That's why we think
someone's backing him.
And then we think
he hides the colonies
and sells the honey
to bigger operators.
(BEES BUZZING)
WOMAN: This isn't just theft.
There's a design
and a cruelty to this
that we didn't know
we'd ever run into
being as small as we are.
(INSECTS CHIRPING)
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
KATERI: Hello?
Hi. This is Cathy again
from Victory Orchards.
Is this Chelsea?
Yes, this is Chelsea.
So we talked a while back,
and we were finally able
to open a few hives.
And we did find a few supers
with the K's burned in,
and we were able
to fish out a few queens,
and they were green.
So that's proof enough for me.
And I'm looking back,
and we bought six hives
from a gentleman named Pete.
So I tried to call him,
but it looks like he gave us
a fake name and number.
But I also took a look at
some security footage
and found
a license plate, too.
Would you like that?
More than anything.
KATERI: I need a favor.
I have a license plate
of a guy.
He stole our hives,
and I need his address.
Well, you need to go
to Sad Abe's.
-Sad Abe's?
-Yeah.
-OTIS: You're Kateri?
-Yeah.
You have the plates?
Did your mom
really name you Oat?
She did.
So f*ck my mom.
Well, not really. She's dead.
Otis is looking for Oat,
but Otis sounds like
I should be
a bingo manager or a bowler.
-You know what I mean?
-You're working at Sad Abe's.
Then maybe I fulfilled
my destiny.
-Is the food any good here?
-I like it.
I'd avoid the oysters, though.
I knew a guy that lost
all the feeling in his limbs
after eating the oysters.
And then he died.
You know anything else
about this guy?
-No.
-What do you want to know?
I want his phone records from
the summer, specifically May,
any numbers he has,
home, cell,
and I need his address and
anything else you can get me.
-How much for all of that?
-$200.
-You ever been caught?
-Not since I got out.
-What'd you do time for?
-Fraud.
You have this guy's
disconnected number?
-Yes.
-Anything else?
Not today.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
KATERI: So someone named
Wenyon Stone
sold six of our hives
to Victory Orchards.
He gave them
the fake name Pete
and he gave them
a disconnected number.
You heard of a Wenyon Stone?
Wenyon Stone?
Got shut down.
KATERI: Got shut down?
CHIMMY: Yeah, by the state.
He sold people sick bees.
Bees with mites,
bees with pesticides.
Then those bees
k*ll off your colonies.
KATERI:
They k*ll off colonies?
CHIMMY: Yeah.
You think he stole our bees?
I don't know.
Anyone here?
These are all the people
he called
on the night of the theft
or over the next few days.
Do you recognize anyone else?
Oh, yeah.
Dob McCoy.
Dob McCoy?
Yeah, he's a businessman.
He buys farms.
And he puts little people
out of business.
Dob McCoy tried to buy
Amziah's honey.
He tried to buy
Amziah's honey?
CHIMMY: Yeah, at least once.
KATERI: Stone called him
three times
on the night of the theft.
Do you think he started
all of this?
Get Stone to steal our bees?
CHIMMY: I don't know.
But I think you're gonna
have to follow him
and find out.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(WOOD CREAKING)
(BEES BUZZING)
(VOCALIZING)
(VOCALIZING)
(VOCALIZING CONTINUES)
(CELL PHONE BUZZING)
(OBJECTS CLATTERING)
(CLATTERING)
(THUDDING)
STONE: Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
(THUDDING)
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Help!
KATERI: I found the bees.
-Where?
-Out by Santa Mira Mills.
Are they Amziah's?
I think so.
Tracked a guy out there,
but there's a ton of land.
Can you find a way in?
I tried.
I went back out there,
but I can't get to them.
There's a river.
There's several gates.
And the road is full of holes.
Can you get them with...
with a trailer?
A trailer would get stuck.
I'm telling you,
the roads and river
are cutting them off.
I got lucky that I saw them
the first time.
Well, if you think those bees
are still out there
and you can get in there
and get them out
without getting caught,
you could start to rebuild
the whole business.
I know.
You think you can find
that colony?
I don't know.
So what do you need?
If I thought I could get
those hives out of there,
I still need someone
who could help me find them.
And if I found them,
I'd need help moving them.
And I need someone who's
worked with bees before.
Preferably someone
who knew Amziah.
Because I can't pay anyone.
And it would be even better
if it was someone
who wasn't afraid
of breaking the law.
(HEROIC INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING)
I'm on parole right now
with an anklet.
So before you
tell me anything,
will we be going outside
of Sweetwater County
for more than a week?
'Cause if so, I got to decide
if it's worth it.
No. We'd be out by
Santa Mira Mills.
We'd be stealing back
some honey?
And bees.
These are the guys
who stole Amziah's colonies?
Yes.
After we get these bees back,
should go get a crew and burn
their f*cking houses down.
Probably be smarter
to go solo.
Why is that?
-'Cause people talk.
-(CHUCKLES)
-So you ever move bees before?
-Just honey.
Well, it's a b*tch.
And these aren't yours,
so that's a double b*tch.
How do you mean?
Well, let's start
with where they are.
So there's a dirt road in,
but after that
it gets super windy
and the gates got closed.
Plus there's a river
that got flooded.
But the hives
are somewhere in there...
but I don't know where.
You have any empty barrels
with no honey in 'em?
I only have empty barrels
with no honey in them.
Ah, damn, dog. I forgot.
Sorry, my mind sometimes
slips back
to when things
weren't so shitty.
I would say
this is our best way in
without getting caught.
KATERI: That's a lot
of forest to cover.
Yeah, but this field
has good forage.
Makes me think the bees
are between here
and the back of
Santa Mira Mills property.
That's where any
good beekeeper would put 'em.
KATERI: We can avoid
being seen this way?
That's the only way
I would do this.
We just have to pack light
and use what we have
at that colony to get
those bees out of there.
What do you mean?
I'm working on that.
So can you load them up
at the plant?
Why?
Do you want plausible
deniability or not?
-How many?
-Okay. Thank you. 10 or 12.
-KATERI: When?
-REMICK: Tonight.
And make sure the lids
are tight with no leaks.
Main thing is
we just gotta start
looking for the hives early,
like... like sunrise,
so if we do find 'em, we'll be
able to move 'em by sundown.
This is gonna take all day.
(SCOFFS)
If we're even able to
pull it off at all.
REMICK: And you said
they're in camouflaged boxes?
KATERI: Yeah.
He transferred them
to hide them.
REMICK: We're gonna
need a trailer
to get this all out of here.
KATERI: I know.
REMICK:
Get the trailer loaded up
and park it on this bridge.
We gotta do that before
the sun comes up.
I'll meet you at 5:15 a.m.
in the morning.
And then from here,
we'll take my ride
up to the alfalfa field
and start our hike
to the river.
REMICK: When you park
on the bridge,
unhook the battery
so no one'll steal the truck.
'Cause, at the end of the day,
we're gonna need
that truck and trailer
waiting for us
if we want to
get away with this.
Hey, put this on.
In case anyone finds us,
we'll look like we're hunting.
No one I know
hunts in a beret.
French Resistance did.
(GRUNTS)
Also, careful
with that backpack,
'cause there's Velcro on it.
Until we know
there's no one around,
don't go openin' it.
I was in this strip club once,
and the music
suddenly stopped.
Everybody heard me
open my Velcro wallet.
That's it! There they are.
Look, through the trees.
Oh, sh*t. Nice spot.
Well, this would be
the binocular moment,
if I hadn't filled our bags
with other sh*t.
Looks like we're gonna
have to get wet.
You can swim, right?
I'm Native. What do you think?
I'm gonna look r*cist
either way I answer that.
What does that mean?
Well, my knowledge
of Native-ness is,
unfortunately, mostly
that Pocahontas movie.
Well, there's your answer.
Yeah, but she's in a canoe
in that.
(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)
(EXCLAIMS)
REMICK: Holy sh*t.
(BEES BUZZING)
m*therf*cker...
(BUZZING CONTINUES)
You're gonna make
so much money off of this.
When's the last time
you got stung?
KATERI: They don't sting me.
What, you haven't been around
any but Amziah's bees?
That's not...
particularly true.
Oh, sh*t.
You still haven't been stung?
I'm telling you,
they don't sting me.
Is that like a Native thing?
You could say that.
What's that mysterious sh*t
supposed to mean, huh?
Lay these out
maybe four by four,
then we're gonna
fasten them together.
There's screws and zip ties.
Use the zip ties sparingly.
-Okay.
-Jesus.
(WHIRRING)
How's this gonna float?
Oh, don't worry.
It'll all make sense.
First, I need to message
one of my associates.
-Who?
-(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)
(TRUCK DOOR SHUTS)
(ROPE CREAKS)
REMICK: They said
I was predictable.
I'm anything but predictable,
am I right?
(EXHALES SHARPLY)
Who says you're predictable?
No one.
Just the enemies
I make up in my head.
(BARREL CLANKING)
KATERI: Were you
a Boy Scout or something?
REMICK: Mm-hmm.
All the way up through Basic.
Which branch?
The Marines.
And then I did that
for two years...
...and then I got
a dishonorable discharge.
For what?
Drugs.
Those tours will f*ck you up.
I'd never even
been on a plane...
and then you're
in some other country...
...killin' people.
KATERI:
What'd you do after that?
Well, I got busted after
as a civilian,
then I did 18 months.
And then
when I came back home,
Amziah took me in.
He let me live with him
for a year...
...and he gave me work
when no one else would.
He never cared about
anyone's record.
He had a lot of guys working
for him that did time.
You got me with my guard down.
I'm not usually
this forthright.
But, hey, I guess someone's
gotta know this stuff
in case I die
on the way out of this place.
Also, this is
a f*ck of honey.
I won't lie,
I wasn't expecting this much
when I was doing
my amateur calculations.
You're going to need to be
very aware that some of these
might not make it
all the way down the river.
And the sun's gonna
go down soon...
...which means we need to
get these bees on these rafts.
All right, Kateri,
keep these off the riverbank
and in the middle
of the water.
Otherwise, they're gonna
bottom out,
and then we're f*cked.
(GRUNTS)
-All right. You ready?
-Yeah!
(FOLK MUSIC PLAYING)
Goddang!
Whoo.
(PANTING)
Well, I'd say I've earned
a smoke treat.
It's a proud day for
Blue Armadillo Propane.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(INSECTS CHIRPING)
(WIND BLUSTERS)
SUNDERLAND: Did you know
whose bees those were?
KATERI: I didn't know,
and I didn't care
'cause they were abandoned,
and I needed bees.
How'd you hear about them?
From some migrant workers
that pull cabbage nearby.
They said they were abandoned.
SUNDERLAND: The reason
they were abandoned
is 'cause the owner died.
There was an accident
in his extraction plant.
(DOOR SLAMS)
He was keeping his hives
on his family's land,
and so they inherited
everything after he passed.
RIPPY: The family installed
cameras on their land
for poachers.
-(CAMERA WHIRS)
-So it doesn't look good.
SUNDERLAND: They're not happy
about the theft or
the trespassing.
The family doesn't want
to press any charges.
They just want to properly
sell the bees and honey
through auction.
-What'll happen to the bees?
-They'll stay here a few days,
and we'll keep
an officer around.
And then we'll hold
an auction for them,
as well as the honey.
And you can buy them
all back at that point,
if you'd still like to.
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
If I agree to that,
will Remick get released, too?
SUNDERLAND: He's not getting
arrested for the honey.
He's getting arrested
for breaking parole.
He needed to check back in
the last 12 hours,
and I understand
he was a no show.
Then we'll do an auction.
I'll draw up an agreement
of absolution,
and I want both parties
to sign tonight.
(DOOR OPENS)
-(DOOR CLOSES)
-Did some talking to Remick.
He said you brought those
all the way down river.
We did.
-Just the two of you?
-Mm-hmm.
Hell of a thing.
So, you're gonna get real sick
of hearing my voice today,
if you haven't already.
We're gonna do the honey first
and then the bees second.
So this is just
for the 388 gallons of honey.
Is everybody clear on that?
RIPPY: Some of us pulled you
some money together,
and this should get you up
to around $10,000.
-Who did this?
-Is everybody clear on that?
-Don't worry about that.
-AUCTIONEER: Okay.
For the lot
of 388 gallons of honey,
we are gonna start at 5,000.
Now you go in there
and take it all back.
5,500. Can I get a 6,000?
6,000? 6,000?
I need a 6,000.
I've got a 6,000.
Can I get a 6,500? 6,500?
Thank you, sir. 6,500.
Now 7,000. 7,000. 7,000.
7,000. And I need a 7,500.
7,500.
7,500.
I need 8,000, 8,000, 8,000.
Can I get an 8,000?
I have an 8,000.
Can I get an 8,500? 8,500?
8,500! Now 9,000.
9,000, 9,000.
Can I get a 9,000? 9,000!
And 9,500? 9,500?
Can I get a 9,500?
9,500. Now 10,000.
10,000, 10,000.
Would you give a 10,000?
10,000. Now 10,500.
10,500. 10,500.
10,500, I've got it.
Can I get 11,000?
11,000? 11,000?
Would you give 11,000?
11,000 going once,
11,000 going twice...
Sold to Dob McCoy!
Right. Moving on
to the bees now.
We have 37 hives...
that's 3-7...
with 222 supers in total,
and we are gonna start
the bidding at deja vu 5,000.
So can I get
a 5,000, 5,000, 5,000?
5,000! Now 5,500? 5,500?
5,500? 5,500.
Can I get a 6,000? 6,000?
6,000? I need at 6,000.
I've got 6,000.
Can I get a 6,500?
6,500? 6,500.
Now 7,000? 7,000?
Can I get a 7,000?
7,000! Now 7,500?
7,500? 7,500!
Can I get an 8,000? 8,000?
8,000? I need an 8,000.
I have an 8,000.
Can I get an 8,500?
8,500? 8,500!
Now 9,000? 9,000? 9,000?
Can I get a 9,000?
Holding 8,500. I need a 9,000.
9,000! And I need a 9,500.
9,500! Now 10,000?
10,000. I've got 10,000.
Can I get a 10,500? 10,500?
10,500!
Now 11,000? 11,000?
Can I get an 11,000?
11,000? 11,000?
Would you give 11,000?
Would you give 11,000?
11,000 going once,
going twice...
Sold to Dob McCoy.
Thank you.
Thank you, Mr. McCoy.
You're in a different level
than this guy.
You know that, right?
-What does that mean?
-It means he's like
-a big local ag horse c*ck.
-In what?
-Business?
-What businesses?
He's got
a farm chemicals company...
slaughterhouse,
spraying fleet, livestock,
castor processing plant,
whatever that is.
KATERI: It's a crop.
It's a little seed.
It'll k*ll you if you
don't process it right.
-Where'd you learn that?
-Mom was a laborer on farms.
Well, at least
she didn't name you Otis.
-What'd you get on him?
-Tons of sh*t.
Medical bills,
phone sh*t, bank sh*t.
There's an article some
newspaper girl's working on
about all the people
he's f*cked over.
It's good sh*t.
KATERI: I was told
you could tell me
-about Dob McCoy.
-WOMAN: Yeah. He's a dog.
He has a corn business
and drops his prices so low
that it put several of us
out of business.
He knew what
he was doing, too.
KATERI:
Do you know about cut ants?
Well, everyone around here
who has a farm
one season got cut ants.
They eat the leaves
off of everything.
Interestingly enough,
the only one
who sprayed for it
was Dob McCoy.
It was awful lucky that.
He was the one
who sprayed for that.
MAN: So I don't like
to talk about this,
but I bought 25 h*ifers
from a guy,
which a heifer is just a cow
that hasn't had a calf yet.
So it turns out
that they were pregnant
with high-birth-weight bulls.
So, a heifer's body
is not built to have calves
that are out of
a high-birth-weight bull.
When the h*ifers
started calving,
-the calves were way too big.
-(MAN GRUNTS)
We had to pull them
with a chain,
we had to cut them
out of the h*ifers,
which either
paralyzed the heifer
or k*lled the heifer.
And most of the time,
the calf did not survive.
It turns out the guy
I bought them from
was just a middleman
that was hired
by a guy named Dob.
-And that won't take him down?
-No.
Pushed the case so long
that they all went broke.
And with one, the judge
threw out their case.
-Why is this name in here?
-Who?
-Sunderland.
-This is old.
He's been trying to
take him down for years.
-Why isn't he doing anything?
-He tried.
He set up a whole anonymous
local interview thing
with people in the area,
and it went nowhere.
-Why?
-'Cause everyone got scared.
And then he didn't
have enough to
start a full investigation.
And Dob knows how not
to be close to a crime.
And anyway,
it doesn't matter because
any judge that would
pass it up to the next level
is an investor in
one of the McCoy businesses,
or an in-law, or an old friend
from high school.
Get it?
And by the way,
Dob knows he's just
one raid away
from going to jail,
which means he's
even more careful
and more protected.
Now if you really wanna ruin
someone's life like him,
you wanna really
make him suffer.
You take away everything.
You get him thrown in jail.
He'll never get caught
in a crime.
He's too smart for that
and he's got too many people
working for him
to cover his tracks.
No one can afford
to beat him in court.
No one can get a ruling
in their favor,
no one can pass the case up
out of county,
and no one from state
can come in
and dig through his sh*t
to prove anything.
The only way
to get him to jail
is to get him next to a crime,
and that triggers
an investigation
where he could be a suspect.
Then he's f*cked.
And trust me, he knows that.
KATERI: Is that what he needs
in order to do something?
-Who?
-Sunderland.
Oh, sh*t. Uh... yeah.
He needs something
close enough to Dob
to come in and start digging
through his life.
Any investigation
can take a person down
if they're hiding enough sh*t,
but Dob's already
planned for that
'cause he knows
it could happen.
But McCoy
would probably just flee.
-How?
-'Cause he's got access
to a little private plane
and, like, a landing airstrip
on one of his fields that
he just flies in and out of.
And he's got bank accounts
in other countries.
Sounds like someone
just needs to take him out.
(INSECTS CHIRPING)
MCCOY: You keep bees.
You got supers on your bed?
I used to.
Sounds like somebody
had a colony collapse.
-Three.
-Oh.
Almost overnight.
That's a tough break.
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
I have some guys running bees
in my business,
but we have
so many colonies now,
can't even keep count of 'em.
I mean, all over the state now
pretty much.
It's a lot bigger
than I ever thought it'd be.
What's your honey?
White clover.
-White clover?
-Yeah.
(CHUCKLES)
That's a pretty rare crop.
Well, I don't make
a lot of it yet.
There was a guy had
white clover honey out by...
Ashley in Bokchito.
-Is that right?
-Yeah.
That honey's special.
I mean, that white clover
grows really fast,
and that nectar has
a real specific quality to it.
If I could, I'd make all
my crops white clover honey.
(CHUCKLES)
You got a good thing there.
(DOG BARKING)
What kind of dog is he?
Oh, he's just a mutt.
He no good.
He stopped being
worth the price of dog food
a long time ago.
(CHUCKLES)
He'd cry all day
if I don't load him up
and take him with me.
-What's his name?
-Churchill.
You know,
like the prime minister.
I'm kind of
a big history buff.
How long you had him?
About 12 years now.
He's the best dog I ever had.
(CHUCKLES)
Aren't you, baby?
Well, all right then.
You take care, little one.
You too.
(TRUCK DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
(INSECTS CHIRPING)
(DOG BARKING)
Hey.
(DOG PANTING)
(DOG SNIFFING)
(DOG WHINES)
(INDISTINCT TALKING ON TV)
(COUGHING)
KATERI:
What's wrong with his wife?
OTIS: She's sick.
I don't remember with what.
Something that's not
rinky-dink.
That's all I know.
She's had it
for a while, though.
He didn't even know who I was.
It's like he'd never
seen me before.
Well, in my world...
people not seeing you...
is a gift.
AMZIAH: See, they're not
all bad or all good.
You know,
they're not just one thing.
It all depends.
Whether they're hot, hungry,
young, old.
Each one of them got
a different fight in them
depending on the season
or reason.
You feel it?
(FOLK-ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
(VOCALIZING)
Ohhhh-oh
Ohhhh-oh
Ohhhh-oh
Ohhhh-oh
(APPLAUSE)
MAN: Give it up for
Apadarko Spotlight.
Following that and coming up,
we still have the, uh,
Brazoria Harmonica Club.
But first, please give it up
for Carrie Ann Hearst
and Michael Trent.
(APPLAUSE)
CARY: We're so pleased
to be here with you.
Thank you for inviting us.
This is Johnny Come Outside.
(FOLK-ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
Born in the summer
Handsome and tall
Golden child
seemed to have it all
But he was never happy,
never sad
Teacher says
it's just a phase
And he'll grow out of it
Older now, saw the sign
Looking for that magnetic,
outgoing, shine-a-light kind
One day
the world just slipped
Hush, little baby,
on a sinking ship
Oh, Johnny,
won't you come outside?
Don't you know
it's not polite to hide?
Oh, Johnny, won't you
come outside, please?
Oh, oh, Johnny,
won't you come outside?
Don't you know
it's not polite to hide?
Oh, Johnny, won't you
come outside for me?
Seroxat
Amphetamine
Doctor says to stimulate
the dopamine
Electroshock therapy
We'll have a well-adjusted
Member of society,
you'll see
But he dreams the meadows,
the quiet places
On a motorcycle riding
through the Willamina timber
A warm breeze, a soft trip
Mother's little helper
and a morphine drip
Oh, Johnny, won't you
come outside for me?
Ohhhhh
Now, what is this?
Somebody made up
a meal for Janie.
Is this from you?
No, I found it on the counter.
Must be one of
her sweet angels
looking out for her.
My goodness.
Aren't you all
just a group of angels?
-Come on.
-No.
I'm not,
but I'll take the credit.
She's gonna be so tickled,
especially when I tell her
it was you that spotted it.
I'll be surprised
if it makes it home.
I'd be surprised, too.
Don't you dare,
or I'll smack you like
a freckle-faced fourth grader.
-How is Janie?
-Ah, she's, uh...
She's doing a little better
this week.
She just appreciates
your prayers
and your cards so much.
Well, I think about her
all the time.
Tell her that for me, please.
She's just going to
be so thrilled
that somebody
thought of her tonight.
Appreciate it.
Oh, Johnny,
won't you come outside?
Don't you know
it's not polite to hide?
Oh, Johnny, won't you
come outside, please?
Oh, oh, Johnny,
won't you come outside?
Don't you know
it's not polite to hide?
Oh, Johnny, won't you
come outside for me?
Ohhhhhh
(GREENBACK DOLLAR PLAYS)
Some people say
I'm a no-count
-You see this?
-What?
-Dob McCoy's wife.
-Others say I'm no good
But I'm just a natural-born
travelin' man
Doin' what I think
I should
Oh, yeah, doin'
what I think I should
-We got an investigation.
-Holy sh*t.
-(SIRENS WAILING)
-And I don't give a damn
About a greenback dollar
Spend it fast as I can
OFFICER:
Charlie 40, Charlie 42,
heading to Castor Agriculture.
Traveling via the 81.
Arriving in seven minutes.
Oh, boy, the only things
that I understand
When I was a little baby
(SIRENS WAILING)
My mama said, hey, son
Travel where you will
and grow to be a man
And sing what must be sung
OFFICER:
Suspect is Dob McCoy...
5'9", approximately
70 years old.
(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)
OFFICER: Charlie 40, 10-97.
Castor Agriculture.
Suspect presumed on-site.
10-33 here.
Oh, yeah,
doin' what I think I should
-(TIRES SCREECHING)
-And I don't give a damn
-It's Dob. He's running.
-About a greenback dollar
Spend it fast as I can
For a wailin' song
and a good guitar
The only things
that I understand
Oh, boy,
the only things...
OFFICER: Charlie 40 in pursuit
of a purple Dodge Ram
heading south on Giller,
Oklahoma license plate
X-ray, Michael, Paul, Lincoln,
Paul, Lincoln, eight.
Now that I'm a grown man
I've traveled
here and there
I've learned that a bottle
of brandy and a song
The only ones who
ever cared, poor boy
DISPATCHER: Suspect
believed to be en route
to Lamplighter Airstrip.
OFFICER: Lamplighter Airstrip.
10-4.
And I don't give a damn
about a greenback dollar
He's using the train
to cut us off.
Spend it fast as I can
For a wailin' song
and a good guitar
Suspect attempting to beat
the train at Slocum Junction.
The only things
that I understand
(TRAIN HORN HONKS)
But I'm just a natural-born
travelin' man
Doin' what I think
I should
Oh, yeah,
doin' what I think I should
OFFICER: Eastbound on Slocum.
Eastbound on Slocum.
-And I don't give a damn
-(HORN BLARES)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
OFFICER: Charlie 40,
suspect wiped out by a train
at the crossing in front of
Holy Infant
Pentadoxian Church.
(BELL DINGING)
SUNDERLAND: f*ck!
(RADIO CHATTER)
-WOMAN: Is he all right?
-MAN: Where is he?
WOMAN: Where'd he go?
MAN: Hey, Lonnie,
that son of a b*tch
is stealing your truck!
-(TIRES SCREECHING)
-He stole Lonnie's truck.
WOMAN: Lonnie,
someone's taking your truck!
MAN: You can't steal
a man's pickup.
(TIRES SCREECH)
He just did!
Go get that son of a b*tch!
-What the f*ck?
-Get on the back! Now!
Oh, no, no.
You can't steal a man's truck.
Oh, sh*t!
He ain't takin' no truck!
(g*nsh*t)
How you been?
I've been good.
-Back up and running yet?
-I will be.
Need a few people I can trust,
but then I will be.
Oh, you'll find your people.
I have no doubt.
People seem to like
to look out for you.
I've been blessed.
You started
your beeyards yet?
I will.
I'm ready to be back out
in those fields.
I miss it.
Well, we're over
on the evidence round up
on the McCoy case.
-The death?
-No. The McCoy businesses.
I tried to stay away
from the homicides.
People out here like
to k*ll each other too much
for me to even
want to deal with that.
Do you know how she died?
Yeah. Ricin poisoning
from castor beans.
McCoy had a whole
castor-processing business.
-Hmm.
-If he did it at all.
But if it wasn't him,
whoever did it
did it with McCoy's crop.
500 people attended
that event that night.
In my opinion, we'll never
know who did what.
Did you ever have
any overlap with him?
Of course. It was hard not to.
He's a big operator.
I know he wanted to
buy Amziah's operation,
but that was before
I was ever around.
Well, we've been looking
through his stocks
and his crops,
and some of it looked
like it was Amziah's.
I'd believe that.
Anyone who stole from us could
have sold it to anyone.
Do you think the people
that stole from Amziah
-are still out there?
-I'd imagine so.
-Does that matter to you?
-Not really.
And if they end up
coming for you?
I don't have any fantasies
where I don't
have competitors and rivals.
And you can be prepared
for when they show up,
or you can act like they're
not even out there,
but that doesn't mean
they don't exist,
and that doesn't mean
they're not coming for you.
So what's your next move?
To get some hives,
get some workers,
and take back over.
I know the bees.
I know the weather.
I know the crops.
I know the point
where anyone else
would give up, and I won't.
And I could do this
for the rest of my life
and survive long past
my last rival.
I hope you do.
Well, I just wanted you
to know that we're around.
We got our hands full.
There's a lot to comb through
out on the McCoy property.
Most of it
can't even be counted.
We might not even be able
to locate all of it.
Full beeyards.
Hives haven't been pulled
this season,
according to the records.
Spread all out.
It's a shame.
(UPBEAT FIDDLE MUSIC PLAYS)
That's a crying shame.
And I did some asking around.
And I understand
your compadre's parole
is coming up.
(DOOR BUZZES)
AMZIAH: Every hive is made
of three kinds of bees.
Let's start with the drones.
Now, the drones are
the biggest, all right?
And there's not too many
of them, but without them,
there wouldn't be
a hive at all.
Then you got the worker bees.
Now, these worker bees
do everything,
from cleaning to nursing
to building the hive
and taking care of the dead.
They're are also the foragers,
meaning they...
they fly off and bring what
they find out in the world
back to the hive.
Most of the ones you see here
are worker bees
guarding, protecting the hive
from intruders.
But I reckon they're honored
to fight those battles
'cause they... they do it
for their community.
Worker bees decide
who will be their queen.
(BEES BUZZING)
AMZIAH: They also decide when
it's time for a new one.
(FOLK MUSIC PLAYING)
AMZIAH: We're not done yet!
We're not done yet!
We're not done yet!
(FOLK-ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
(FOLK-ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
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Rivals of Amziah King, The (2025)
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