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It's like you wake up one day
and you're just here...
like a stone thrown into this world.
But you don't know who threw it,
or which direction it came from...
"Go back to Mississippi," you think.
Maybe there will be a miracle...
some way to begin again...
- All right, turn this side of your head. - No.
Oh, look at how dirty that is.
Mm.
I wish it was true.
God, I wish it was true.
Mama?
Yeah, baby?
Are we in Mississippi yet?
Yeah, we are.
Can we stop walking now?
You said once we got to Mississippi, we could stop walking.
Is that what I said?
We're gonna get a place real soon, okay?
Now you got to go to sleep,
and you better dream about that chocolate ice cream that you had.
- Mama? - Yeah.
Tell me about Mississippi again.
Mm... okay.
Well...
Mississippi...
was your daddy's favorite place.
- Did you know that? - No.
He was born and raised here,
and he swore he'd never leave.
He said that Mississippi was the place of miracles.
You think he'll give us our miracle?
Yeah, I do.
I think he's...
...out there, watching us...
making sure that we're doing okay.
- I love you. - Mm, I love you too, baby.
- Good night. - You gotta go to sleep.
- Okay. Good night. - Good night.
- What are you doing? - Going back to my room.
Excuse me. I just wanna have a conversation with you, ma'am.
Please don't disrespect me.
Thank you.
Now I'm guessing you know it's not legal
to go in them trucks and do them dirty things.
I didn't go in no truck.
Now I saw you coming down off them steps.
Ned called us.
All right? He's tired of y'all trashing up his parking lot.
See, this here is a family establishment.
Well, I didn't do nothin', so...
- Y'all never do. - What are you doin'-- Hey!
I told you that I didn't do-- I didn't do anything!
- What're you doin'?!
I got a kid in there, okay?
- You can't do this. - Shut your damn mouth!
- I got a kid in there! - Shut your damn mouth!
- Hey... hey!
Hey. I have my daughter in the room
and you can't leave her in there, so...
- And I'm telling you the truth. - Aw shucks.
See, I didn't leave her. You did.
- Oh, stop crying.
Now you're not going to jail.
And if you were, I'd have cuffed you already.
You just sit back and relax.
And if you're a good little girl,
if you're quieter than a little church mouse,
you might even get back to your kid quicker than you think.
Now I know you know I'm about to come back there.
A girl like you shouldn't mind.
- See?
I ain't gonna hurt you.
Maybe we could even be friends.
How about a little mood lighting?
That better?
Take off them dirty shoes.
Good girl. Now the rest.
Now swing them legs over to me.
There you go.
If you wanna see that motel room again...
you better goddamn behave.
I wouldn't worry about that. We ain't done just yet.
- You hear me?!
Take it back off.
I thought that was what you wanted.
Yeah, it was.
I did what you told me to do.
And you said that you would take me back to my kid.
What do you think would happen
if that kid's momma got picked up for prostitution,
kid left there alone in that shitty motel room?
There's no food or nothing in there either.
- Huh?
Hey, old boy.
Got us some new entertainment.
Well, why don't you come on out and I'll show you?
Same spot. Y'all can both come.
Yeah.
Gon' be a party!
We're gonna have us some company.
You want me to go out on the hood and wait for 'em?
Now that's the spirit!
And why not?
Be a nice hood ornament.
Don't put nothin' on.
Come on, then.
Ain't got all night.
Attagirl.
It's hot.
Yeah?
Can I get my shirt to sit on?
Go on.
Hurry up.
Whoa, now.
Are you fuckin' kidding me?
Don't you know not to play with guns, girl, huh?
That ain't a toy. Put it down!
Mommy!
I know, baby, hang on.
It's okay. Hey, baby.
Hey, I'm here, baby.
It's okay, shh...
- I know, I know, I'm so sorry.
Welcome home.
Hey...
They let you out early...
- ...but you still owe, motherfucker.
- You still owe. - Hey!
Hey, stop it right there or I'll call the law.
- Well, call 'em, asshole! - I will call them.
Just back off and go on!
Don't you worry.
You ain't out of my reach, boy.
You all right, man?
Jesus.
Home, sweet fucking home.
Hey, there, old man.
Heads up would have been nice.
Told you I was getting out soon.
Well, I could've come pick you up.
Nah, I didn't want to bother you.
Nah, it weren't no bother.
Ahem.
This here's Consuela.
- Es mi hijo. - Sí. Same eyes.
- Mucho gusto.
Nice to meet you.
Speaking of eyes, what happened to your face?
Just a little going away present from the boys on the inside,
- I suppose. - Hmm.
I figure he could use a little meat on his bones.
This woman can cook.
Come on, you look like you need something to eat. Come here.
- Jeez, I just walked all the way over here. - Oh, hell.
Where'd she come from?
I went to visit your uncle Clive down in Bogalusa.
I saw her working in a sugar cane field.
Big brown eyes kept watching me everywhere I went,
and she kept laughing at me.
Anyway, I figured I'd go and ask her why she was laughing.
I mean, you should've seen how he had them workers livin', in them ratty shacks,
and... she didn't have nobody and neither did I, so...
I asked her if she wanted to come and stay with me,
and she said yes and she's been here ever since.
- And the rest is history. - Yep.
You're speaking Spanish now.
Muy poco, but she gets it.
I'll bet she does, you sly dog.
It ain't like that. You get your mind out of the gutter.
Where she sleep?
Um, in your old room, in the barn.
- You liar. - Oh, gimme that.
It got awful quiet here when your mama passed.
Some nights I'd sit out here and...
it sounded as if the world had come to an end.
I tried to quit feeling bad about it.
I hope your mama understands.
Oh, I can't figure she'd mind.
You can't feel any worse about her than I do.
I know it hurt her me being where I was while she was dying.
Well, she loved you. And that's all that matters.
I wrote you a bunch of letters I didn't send.
You know, I figured you didn't need the extra weight.
You didn't need more shit, mine or anyone else's.
Well, that's okay. I'm here now.
Give me all the shit you got.
You still got that old thing, huh?
You talkin' about the Bible?
She and I sit out here,
helps her with her English. She reads.
Just like you and me used to read when you was learnin', remember?
- Yeah, I remember. - You used to love those old stories.
Daniel in the lion's den was your favorite.
I don't really believe in none of that no more.
What, that the lions didn't eat him?
Nah. I don't believe in none of it.
I used to go to these prison chapel meetings sometimes.
An old white-haired preacher, a bunch of outlaws
sittin' in all these folding chairs,
yelling their hallelujahs.
Preacher'd get up, give his sermon.
And everybody get to take turns,
getting up at the pulpit, give their testimonies.
"Yes, I stole." "Yes, I raped."
"Yes, I beat the shit out of my fellow man."
"But now I found the love of God,
now I see the light."
And so on, and so on,
and all their clappings and "amens," and shit,
and I just didn't care for it, so I stopped going.
Hmm.
Do you think it's fair?
What? Do I think what's fair?
Tsk...
Well, that man can get into the magic Kingdom
no matter what they done,
as long as they say the magic words.
Words have power if you mean them.
And it doesn't matter what you and me think is fair.
This Good Book
tells me that the door is always open.
Let me ask you something.
How's what you did different?
'Cause I made one big fucking mistake!
And I didn't mean it. They meant it.
Damn right. And you ain't them.
You made a big fucking mistake
and you did your time for it.
Well, in whose eyes?
Mine? Theirs?
I have an accident, I get swooped away
and locked away behind these bars.
Don't get to show my remorse,
get my sorrys to nobody that I hurt.
Ain't you, ain't me, ain't nobody out there
just gonna snap their fingers
and instill some sort of forgiveness in me.
Son, you're being awful damn hard on yourself.
I got to believe we can be forgiven.
'Cause if we can't, well, then we're all fucked.
It was them boys that did that to your face, wasn't it?
Waitin' at the bus stop, soon as I pulled in.
Yeah, fuckin' Larry.
Got you set up at, uh,
one of my places there at, uh, Michigan Avenue.
Here's your car keys, got the keys to the place--
It's that old place we put the shutters on, you remember?
Oh, I know. How could I forget?
Yeah, but, uh, listen, why don't you just stay out here,
you give those fellas some time to cool off?
Oh, they ain't coolin' off any time soon.
'Sides, they know where you live.
They can pull up the driveway just as easy as I can.
I ain't bringin' that out here.
Well, I've got something for you. Hang on to these.
Here.
I don't recall anything about no hunting rifle in the New Testament.
Well, you can only turn so many cheeks, and I only got four, so...
I'd be breaking about two dozen laws just by having it.
I'd feel a whole lot better knowing you're safe.
- Ain't gon' be that bad. - Well, you don't know how it's gonna get.
Okay.
Do you ever think about that moment?
That moment I got a little too big, too old,
too heavy for you to carry?
You think to yourself, "Goddamn! I can't carry my son no more."
You don't have to carry me no more, Dad.
I'll be okay.
- Thank you.
Shot of Bug, please.
Get out of the truck! Show me your hands!
Slowly.
Get that goddamn thing out of my face, Boyd!
Well, I'll be damned!
- When'd you get home? - Noon.
- Noon today? - Noon today.
Give me some love, man. Don't stand there.
- All right.
Stop it.
We grown now. You can't be lifting me up like that.
- Oh, I got you.
Well, talk to me. How was it?
About what you can imagine, 'cept way fucking worse.
How's Lacey? She still turning backflips?
God no! She couldn't put her right leg
in that old cheerleader outfit if she wanted to.
You gotta love her, though, man. You got to.
So what's goin' on here?
Ain't no point in keeping it a secret.
Be on the news tomorrow.
One of our own shot with his own pistol,
which we can't seem to find.
- Shit.
Anyone I know?
Nah, this guy came down from Tupelo or somewhere
a year or two back.
Been on thin ice ever since he got here.
So I wouldn't be surprised if something ain't catch back up to his ass.
Just hate for Lacey to find out about this one.
She stays worried enough about me, you know?
Oh, I bet.
Well, they're gonna ask me if I checked you out, so...
I gotta check you out, see what's in the truck.
Okay, yeah. Open it up.
Russ, you ain't been out 24 hours.
Shit, man! You know you ain't supposed to have no gun.
Just got out of the damn cage, Boyd.
You don't know what that feels like.
- You wanna go back to the cage? - No.
Didn't think so, so if I was you,
get in the truck and call it a night.
Yes, officer.
This is it.
You have the whole place to yourselves.
The doors lock at 8 p.m.
If you go out, you need a password to get in.
Oh, hey, you wait. You let me help you get up there.
Well, let me help put your bags away.
No. We're good.
Is, uh...
Is there anything I can do for-for work?
I mean, I'll do just about anything.
There's a bar up the road
where you can help with the dishes and work in the kitchen.
Now, it ain't much, but he pays out at the end of the day.
Can I work today?
You look like you need a break.
I don't.
You sure nobody's following you?
We get that.
Didn't you tell her that she could have a hot dog?
Hmm?
- You want a hot dog? - Come on, baby.
Sometimes I have a hard time remembering how old he'd be.
I ride by here just to remind myself.
You ever do that?
I could say at anytime...
exactly how old he'd be.
Twenty-five years, three months.
Yeah, I wish I could do that.
It's all right.
You got a busy life, you got a family.
Ain't nobody blamin' you.
Besides... I remember enough for the both of us.
Why do you always do that?
His toll. To bring him home.
There's always a price to pay.
I like that.
Man, it's no wonder these boys are stacked like brick houses,
you feedin' them like that.
Well, they're hearty eaters.
Boys...
Well, I thank you much, Lacey.
That was damn good.
We're just glad you're home.
I'm just glad these boys took after you.
- Your mouth to God's ears. - Hey, now.
Oh, I see you're up to mischief.
- 'Bout that time?
Don't act like you don't know.
Why the hell you didn't call me knowing you was getting out?
Hmm?
You know I would've drove down there and got you.
You know it don't work like that.
Tsk, see, uh...
that's where you're wrong.
I got special privileges.
Flash 'em the old badge.
- Special privileges. - Well, I'll just show 'em mine.
That didn't work anyways.
- And it's bigger.
Always has been, always will be.
All fools.
Tsk. Larry had it figured.
That's what happened to your face?
Sure is.
How serious do you think the brothers are?
Oh, I don't know how serious they are together.
I know Larry's pretty serious all on his own.
You want me to go say something?
- 'Cause you know I will. - No. Shit, no.
I've dealt with way worse since the last time I saw you.
Besides, Larry's just a puppy dog, comparatively speaking.
Yeah, an aggravating, chew-up-your-shit puppy dog, though.
There's a big difference.
Well, you know...
How you doin'? You doin' okay?
Doing good.
Russ, come on.
How you really doin'?
Thought I'd feel a little different.
Feels good all at the same time, but...
I don't know.
You seen her yet?
No, not yet.
But it's a small town,
I'm bound to run into her sooner or later.
Man...
We burned up a lot of miles and a lot of time out on those roads.
I missed that.
Turns out, I missed you too, bro.
Oh, don't get all gushy on me.
I missed you too, bud.
I knew it. I knew it.
How long have you been here?
All morning.
Hadn't gotten up the courage to knock.
You look the same.
- Please. - You do.
Well... you look like you could use a hot meal.
You know, people keep saying that to me,
but nobody's offered to buy me any dinner.
You all right?
Yeah, I'm okay.
You?
Oh, yes.
I'm all right.
I bet your daddy's happy that you're home.
I was sorry about your mama.
Yeah...
Yeah, boy.
Sure would've been nice for her to see me make it.
I bet she's smiling.
Remodeling?
Hurricane last night.
I bet.
That hurricane got a name?
Oh, they usually do.
You still mad at me?
I told you then like I'll tell you now.
Ain't nothing to be mad about.
Seems like you told me the same thing.
I knows it.
I just wondered.
I'm the one that told you to stop coming to see me.
But I'm the one who agreed.
How many kids?
I got twin boys and a little girl.
How old?
My boys are four and the girl is two.
Man, all I want to do is hold your hand right now.
Just for one minute.
There's a whole lot between us now.
A whole lot...
I can't keep it anymore.
But it's yours.
It was.
I gotta go.
Hello.
- Mommy!
Hi, baby. Thank you for watching her.
- What are you doing? - Coloring.
Red? Too scary. Too scary.
- Purple! - Yeah!
Purple, a really nice light...
- shade of purple. - Yeah.
Tell me about Daddy.
Well...
You have his eyes.
- I do? - Mm-hmm.
And he would've been able to make you laugh so hard
that I think you would've broken ribs.
And he was just...
so real.
And so kind.
And he was my first everything.
And together we made you.
And you're...
the most important thing in the whole world, do you know that?
Hmm?
- Analee... Analee, where's our stuff? - Yeah?
In there?
Who told you to empty the bag?
I-I-I didn't do it. The lady did.
- Get on your shoes. - What for?
Do what I say and put your shoes on and get your stuff.
But I don't wanna go!
Baby, shh! I know you wanna stay here,
- but we gotta go. - W-what's happening?
Just listen to me. Do what I say and put your shoes on.
And get the rest of your stuff over there.
- You said we could stop walking... - I know what I said.
- ...once we got to Mississippi-- - Hey! Baby!
Look at me. I love you. I'm gonna take care of you,
but you gotta do what I'm telling you to do right now.
Do you get it?
- Mommy, where are we going?
I want my crayons.
- Mommy! - Shh!
Okay, this way.
Okay. Now you have to be so quiet.
No talking.
We're playing the silent game
- and you wanna win, right? - Yeah.
I want my crayons.
- You're gonna lose if you say anything. - Okay.
I don't know...
I found it unpacking their clothes.
I get the feeling they're in some kind of trouble.
Okay.
Okay, listen to me, baby girl.
Mommy messed up, okay?
I messed up really bad. Big mistake.
But you wanna stay with Mommy, right?
'Cause I really want to stay with you
and, if we're gonna stay together,
we have to go right now.
And you have to do exactly what I'm about to tell you to do, okay?
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Can we go yet?
Okay.
Okay. Go. Go!
Hello?
Wait. Where's Analee?
She's not in the room?
Is the mother back?
Hello?
Analee, is that you, honey?
Is anyone there?
- Don't move.
Get in the truck.
Will you get in the truck?
- All right? - I'm goin'.
Hurry up.
Okay, just turn on the car.
Turn on the car and drive!
- Where?
Just-just go. Get a-- Get away from the lights.
North, go North.
- Mama? - Yeah, baby.
I gotta pee really badly.
Okay, how bad do you have to pee?
- Really badly. Can we stop, please? - We'll find her a place.
I got a place for you to pee.
And you can lower that pistol as well.
Lot of potholes out here,
don't need you accidentally shooting me.
Didn't come this far to have it read on my tombstone
"Accidentally shot by some woman."
If I shoot you, it's not an accident.
Tsk. Understood.
You hurry up. Okay? Go pee fast--
- Hey! - No. No!
Fucking give that back to me.
Oh, I think I'll hold on to that.
This ain't your gun.
Can you just give me back that gun?
You can empty it out, I don't care, just--
- Just give it back to me. - I will...
when you tell me who it belongs to.
I tried to fix all this...
before it even started.
You know, I went down...
to this place in New Orleans when I found out I was pregnant.
I thought it was the right thing to do.
Maybe it was.
But as I--
As I was sittin' there, in that room, waiting,
and I don't know, I just started thinking that, you know,
maybe everything was going to be okay.
I've tried so fucking hard...
You know, I actually didn't even know a person could, uh...
could try that hard.
But you know, uh... nowhere worked out.
Not Shreveport, not...
not Beaumont, not Lake Charles, and...
I can't feed her.
I can't put clothes on her.
I can't give her a fucking place to sleep and now this.
So yeah... [sniffles] Uh...
If you could just leave us here...
Please...
And what about your family?
What about her daddy? What about your mama?
Not everybody has somebody.
So where to now?
I'll make you a promise.
I'll drive you anywhere, within reason.
But we're gonna take a rest tonight.
Okay?
I knew it wasn't gonna end.
All I could see was her face.
Thinking that I'd left her,
thinking that nobody in the whole world cared about her.
So I stole his gun and I shot him.
I shot him until he wasn't movin' no more.
But you don't look like a killer to me.
I've seen plenty, I know what they look like.
Why are you holdin' on to that gun, anyway?
You know that damn thing gon' bury you.
If there's one thing in the world that could bury you...
would you wanna know where it was?
What's your name?
Got her?
You guys just sleep in here. I'll take the back.
Maben.
My name's Maben.
I'm Russell.
Maben...
You gotta be kiddin' me.
Cody?
Cody, boy.
Big papa's home. Big--
Hey. Hey, I--
Look, I know that it's--
- You're not supposed to be here. - I-I know.
- I know, I know. - Go on, Larry. Go on. Come on.
Look, look, is-is he here?
- Is Cody here? - 'Course he's here.
- Could I-could I see him for a minute? - Oh, Larry.
- It's the middle of the night. - Baby, baby, please, please.
No, it's the middle of the night.
I just wanna see him for a minute.
I see you've been drinking.
Yeah. Yeah, I've been drinking.
I just got one question, okay?
Is-is-is he still playing Little League?
- Is he still playing? Is he-is he--
Is he swinging the bat like his Daddy showed him?
He's too big for Little League, Larry!
Goddammit!
You'd know that if you saw him.
Well, fuck! You won't let me see him.
That ain't fuckin' fair! What are you talking about, "if I saw him"?
I've been tryin' to see him, that's why I'm here!
Get sober and you can see your son.
- That's what I said. - I'm fuckin' trying!
- Not hard enough! - Cody, boy!
You fuckin' be quiet! We got a restraining order.
I don't wanna have to call somebody, please.
Who the fuck you gonna call?
Huh? You fuckin' call 'em!
I remember that restraining order. Fuck you!
- Call! You call! - I will fuckin' call somebody out here.
I will call somebody out here. You get out! Get out!
- You hear that, boy?
- Your Daddy's out here, trying to see you!
Don't ever fuckin' say I didn't try, boy!
Don't ever say I didn't fuckin--
- Baby girl.
- Time to wake up. - Okay.
- Did you sleep okay? - Yeah.
Yeah?
I have a present for you.
- You do? - Yeah, I forgot about it
until I was lookin' at you while you were asleep.
Crayons?
- In all of your favorite colors. - Thank you, mama.
- All right, who wants to get out of here
and go get a bite to eat for breakfast?
I got us a plan.
What's the plan?
I know a place you can go.
Somewhere safe.
If I'm gonna trust you, you're gonna have to trust me.
Okay?
We're gonna get a little bite to eat, huh?
Oh, we'll fill that belly.
- Sleep all right?
- G'morning, Mr. Gaines. - Boyd!
You happen to see Russell this morning?
Uh, not yet.
Any idea where he is?
No, I was looking for 'im. You went by the house?
I did, I did, saw the windows.
Is that what this is about?
After we found our man, Russell came drivin' up.
Just him, nobody else all night, way out there,
so... I gotta ask him about it, that's all.
Maybe he mighta seen something that we're not?
- That's it? - That's it, I swear.
I'm sorry to hear about your man.
Thank you. Yeah.
Well, I just need his eyes. Just have him call me, please?
I will. Oh, and Boyd.
Um, keep an eye on them boys, will you?
Especially Larry.
I can guarantee it was him that busted out them windows.
They already put a knot on the side of his head
when they met him at the bus station.
I'll pay attention.
Thanks, Boyd.
You girls sit tight here.
Got some company.
Oh, it's good to see you're still breathing.
You gotta remember there's people give a shit about you.
What the hell is going on?
I mean, the place was all busted up, I assume you didn't do it.
I ain't worried about none of that right now.
I'm gonna ask you a question, all I need is a yes or no.
I need that old place in the barn for them.
I'll explain everything later.
Boyd was snooping around, I mean, something you ain't tellin' me.
Yes or no, that's all I need.
Oh, yeah, there's something you ain't telling me.
All right, well, I got your back.
But you got-- you know, don't keep me in the dark here.
I want you to pretend
it's that first time you saw Consuela...
and you did what you did because you thought it was right.
- They look hungry.
I make food.
Very kind of you, Consuela. Thank you.
One more thing. Don't tell anyone they're here.
Well, I'm not a complete idiot.
- It's pretty big. - Well...
Here it is.
Go on in.
Bet you probably expected something to go moo when you came in then.
Hopefully this is comfortable for y'all.
Bathroom is right over there.
Don't judge a book by its cover.
It's nice.
I'll get you maybe some water.
Hey!
I know your mama probably said...
there's no jumping on the bed.
Well, if there's one bed in this whole world
that you can jump off, it's...
it's this one.
You jump on that with everything your life's got to give.
- Okay. - I don't hear you jumping.
Thank you!
All right, slow and steady.
- Okay! - Look, mama! I caught another one.
Look at that! Call it beginner's luck!
Could've used this kid as bait!
You gonna catch another one out here?
We're working on it.
- Trying to. - What's even out there, huh?
Catfish.
Hey, Mama.
I'm home.
I'm doing somethin' right now that I think is right.
I'm helpin' someone.
I know you're watching over me.
I'll try and do right by you.
Anyways, I just wanted to say I love you.
I love you more than anything.
There he is! There's my boy! You swing, motherfucker!
Swing it!
Swing at those fuckin' fastballs, Cody!
How many times I done told you?
- Huh? You swing-- - Hey! What are you doing here?
- Hey! How you doin', Dana? - You can't be here.
- I can be-- I can watch my fuckin' boy-- - No, you can't!
- You can't be here... - Shut the fuck up!
- ...and you know it! - Get the fuck-- I ain't gonna fuckin'--
- I ain't gonna fuckin' hurt nobody! - Don't do this here!
- Please, Larry! - Hey, get over here, boy.
Hey! You get over here, boy.
- You don't need to talk to him, Cody! - Shut the fuck up!
You shut up! Don't talk to him, Cody!
What you doin' out there, boy? You swing at those fastballs.
- You don't take 'em. - I'm tryin' to play.
Look, I'll come down here. I'll show you how to play.
- I'll show you how to play. - I don't need your help.
That's not what it looks like, boy.
Hey... hey!
- Hey! - I ain't talkin' to you!
You ain't talkin' to me?
You ain't talkin' to me?!
Huh?
I'm your goddamn father, motherfucker!
What kind of boy don't talk to his own goddamn father?!
What kind of fuckin' boy don't-- what, motherfucker?
- What? Sit the fuck down!
- You ugly-ass, sorry-ass motherfuckers.
- Oh, you gon' done called them again? - Yeah, I did.
You stay right the fuck there.
- What, you think I was gon' hit you with this?
- You think I was gon' hit you with this? - I fuckin' know it.
- Larry! - Fuck you, Jay.
Fuck you, Jay. You don't need to come down here--
- Come on, think about that... - Come on, come on...
- Dammit, Larry!
I'm your goddamn father!
You're my boy!
Don't fuckin' listen to her.
- She'll ruin your fuckin' life, son! - Come on, enough!
She'll ruin your fuckin' life!
What are we doing here?
Try not to look at me when I tell you this.
I was in an argument one night 'bout my relationship.
Done some wrongs, beat myself up pretty bad over it.
Driving around on back roads,
started drinkin'...
Drinkin' a lot, feelin' pretty good...
Just drivin' the night away.
All of a sudden, I get turned around.
Got lost on the way and...
started going pretty fast.
All of a sudden, I come up over this hill.
There was a truck right in the middle of the road,
lights off.
Hi.
I'm cold.
Let me get you my jacket.
- Hey! Hey!
- Jason!
I couldn't slam on the brakes fast enough.
Next thing I know, my whole left side's all crushed up...
- Jason! - ...someone's screaming...
Jason!
Help! Please help me!
And that's when I left that truck...
- poor soul that was inside.
Had a feeling you might know what I'm talking about here.
Thought you were in jail.
Got out a few days ago.
I hated you.
Oh, my God, I hated you. I hated you so fuckin' much.
I used to pray every night...
that somebody was beatin' you,
holdin' you down...
I used to pray for hours.
And one day, I just got tired of it.
I got tired of it, I got tired of...
Got too tired to hate you...
anymore.
But then, I was a long way from here...
running on fumes.
Trying to save my own life...
save Analee's...
And you...
you...
didn't matter.
At all.
How old is Analee, Maben?
How old do you think she is?
Maben, I've been praying that wasn't the case.
I swear to God, I've been praying that wasn't the case.
Larry and Walt know? They know about her?
Don't see how they would.
- Goddamn, I'm sorry. - No, don't...
I didn't get to tell you then, so I'm sayin' it now that I'm--
- I'm sorry. - No!
- I'm sayin' I'm sorry-- - No, you don't get to apologize
'cause it don't change nothing.
It might make you feel better, but it don't change nothing.
It don't make me feel any better--
Do not fuckin' say it again!
We gotta throw this.
You think you can pay for that with a splash?
I already paid for it.
The only person I owe is that boy
and I'll be paying for that soon enough.
Shit, I believe everything you say.
And I'm glad you shot that asshole.
I don't know who he was, but...
I can see him in my mind. Shit, I...
Been many times I wished I had a gun
to shoot whoever had a hold on me.
Been many times God heard your prayers
and He...
He damn sure answered to you, be sure He's up there.
He heard me that time.
Not no other time.
Let me ask you...
Why weren't you in the truck?
I guess so...
so we can be standing here...
right now.
Well, I'll tell you one thing...
They're gonna have to kill me before I go back to prison.
I know you already killed once
when the world had you by the throat...
I'll do the same damn thing before I go back.
You hear me?
Wait, um... wait.
I'll do it.
Wipe it down.
What are you doing here, bud?
You know me. Waitin'.
- Where you been? - Out at Mitchell's.
Tell you I came out there lookin' for you?
- Well... found me. - I have now.
You know I've been huntin' for you for a couple of days, right?
Why don't you just tell me what you want?
We got a dead cop, Russ.
Between you and me, you're the only person to be seen anywhere near him.
Now, that don't mean nothing other than we need to talk to you,
but then when I come lookin' for you, it takes me two days to find you.
- So what? - So where you been at?
Comin' over here early in the morning, late at night.
Mitchell don't know.
You need to stop going out there.
Then tell me what's going on, because your name is not the only name
that's been comin' across my desk.
What's that?
You don't remember Maben?
Why should I?
Because it's the name of that gal
that was with Jason the night that he died.
Figured a name like that tied to a night like that, it might stick.
I tried to forget all that. Why are you showing me this?
A woman named Maben came into the shelter downtown with a little girl.
The lady working there said she found a pistol on her
before she took off running.
Now I know the last name is made up,
but it's really hard to make up a name like Maben.
Tell me where you've been at.
Look, you probably just missed me.
Been out at Mitchell's.
Larry's come by here, busted out all my goddamn windows and doors,
I ain't just gonna sit around here waitin' for his ass to show up.
Okay.
You don't mind if I ask Mitchell, do you?
I just wanna clear your name, so the department lays off me.
Of course, go ahead. Just call 'im first.
Don't just go showing up out there.
Feel like enough burden as it is.
All right, I hear you. I hear you.
You know I hate asking you these things, right?
Yeah, whatever you say, bud.
Love you.
I'll pay you back for that bail.
That's what you said last time.
- Hey, come here. - What? What?!
- Dude, what happened, man? - It don't matter.
- No, it... it does. - What's the matter, motherfucker?
I'm worried about you.
Look, it's j-- it's just us, man.
We're all that's left, do you hear me?
It don't-- It ain't gon' bring him back.
You gotta let him go, Larry. It ain't gonna bring him back.
You fuckin' one of them now. You're one of them now.
Don't say that shit, man.
- Fuck you, man. - Come on, man.
- Don't say that shit, dude.
- Get the fuck out of here! - Hey, you gotta calm down!
You never had my back, motherfucker!
Get the fuck out of here!
Come on, man!
- Pussy-ass motherfucker. - Get back over here, man.
Talk to me! I'm your brother!
Fuckin' all there is
- is out here, talkin' to myself.
Just out here, talkin' to myself.
Cody on first...
Jason on second, Walt's on third.
What's he do-- he's callin' it!
He's callin' it, y'all.
Swings...
- Fly fuckin' ball!
It's out of here!
He's callin' it, playing to the fuckin' crowd.
He's making his way.
He's making...
- Hey! ¿Qué pasó? - Oh, shit, lady!
- I was just looking for Mitchell. - Párele.
- Usted no puede estar acá. - Okay. Relax.
- Relax! - Váyase. Fuera de acá ya.
Settle down, okay? Settle down, I'm leaving.
- Voy a llamar a la policía. - I am the damn police.
How you doin', Boyd?
I mean, I wasn't plannin' on sellin',
but, uh, feel free to have a look around.
Knocked on the front door first. Didn't hear anything.
Thought I heard you out back, so I went looking for you.
Well, you were on the ball, Deputy. Everything all right?
I just need to know
if Russell stayed here with you the night before last.
- Yeah, he did. - All night?
Well, I didn't set up all night watching him snore or nothing,
but, uh, as far as I know, he was here.
Okay, good. Anyone else can attest to that?
Well, um, you musta seen 'im.
Yes, I can.
You speak English. Okay.
Yeah, she'll do that... sometimes.
All right. Thank you.
Have a nice day, Deputy.
- Shit.
You're lyin' to me about where you've been.
Your whole family is!
What I can't understand is why.
It don't matter what I say. You got some big idea.
Call it a big idea, call it whatever you want.
I'm here so you can talk to me, man. Me!
Without talking to nobody else,
but you're not making it easy on me.
Now when I get to that office,
I'm gonna tell about not being able to find you
and about this woman named Maben, who has a pistol on her,
because you're leaving me no damn choice.
Just because you didn't see me lay down in bed
don't mean I didn't sleep in it.
Russell, there's ways of getting to whatever it is
you seem to be dancing around, man.
Talk to me!
Then put the cuffs on me.
Or get the hell out of here.
Not until you answer me like I want.
All right.
You don't wanna leave? I will.
Wanna arrest me? Arrest me.
Get the hell out of my damn house.
Where's Mitchell?
Yeah, you and me got to talk.
Boyd was back here snoopin' around--
He see Maben or Analee?
- Very close. - What did you call her?
You heard me.
You're gonna have to go.
We're not talking about forever here, Maben.
- We're talking about a couple of weeks, okay? - Yeah.
Yeah.
Just a--
Just a couple of weeks.
Hey, I don't see any other way around it.
Been livin' that way for a while.
We'll just sit out here.
Let the sun go down.
I bought you a bus ticket.
There's one heading out late tonight.
It'll take you to Memphis, you just get off wherever you feel.
I got you money too, it's just all over at the house.
No. I don't need your money.
I know you don't.
I don't need you to give me nothin'.
I know I don't have to.
Seems like you and I...
we're tied together by some sort of invisible rope,
and it's always been there.
It ain't lettin' us go.
That girl's gonna be damn fine sittin' here.
You gotta get out of here, you gotta be safe.
You gotta be safe for you, you gotta be safe for her.
And I promise you
I ain't gonna let a damn thing happen to her.
- I promise you.
I promise you.
Just a little bruise.
Pull it.
Come on, motherfucker.
You fuckin' pussy.
Ah...
It's gonna hurt.
It's gonna fuckin' hurt.
We'll take good care of her, don't you worry.
You wanna wake up Analee,
say goodbye to her before we take off?
I fuckin' told her I'd never leave her
and here I go, leaving her.
Every single fuckin' thing I've done wrong,
I've brought down on that little girl.
Hey, life's a whirlwind. We're all caught up in it.
You're a good mama.
Hell, anyone can see how much you love that little girl,
you love her so bad, it hurts.
And if it didn't hurt, you wouldn't be doing it right.
That hurt never goes away, it doesn't matter how old they get.
Just do the best you can for right now,
and you don't worry about tomorrow until it comes.
You're doing the right thing.
- Take care of her. - Oh, yeah.
Ahem.
Coast's clear.
I've got everything ready here.
Got you a bunch of supplies.
Can I use your bathroom?
Sure, down the hall.
Maben!
- That's all you've got? - Yeah!
Motherfucker!
You killed the wrong one. You ain't fucking perfect.
You should've killed me.
It's over now, boy.
I've been waitin' seven fuckin' years for this.
- You okay, son?
Dammit, Larry, I'm sorry.
Why don't you sit down, son? I'll call you an ambulance.
Maben!
Goddammit, Mitchell!
I told you to stay the hell out of this shit.
- You can damn me later.
We gotta get her the hell outta here.
Damn, I knew he'd do something wrong.
Careful there.
Be safe, son.
Get home!
- Get rid of that fuckin' gun! - Yeah, yeah.
Come here, boy.
Cody...
Cody, boy...
Cody...
Cody!
Jesus Christ, Larry...
- Where is my son? - What happened to you?
- Who did this to you? - Where is he?
- Larry... - Mom, what the fuck's going on?
- Go call 911! - Why is he here?
- Dad, why the fuck are you here? - Call 911!
- Why? What's going on?
- Is he fuckin' bleeding? Why are you bleeding? - Go call 911, Cody!
- He needs help! - Go call!
Come here, boy... Let me touch my son.
Larry, don't move, please. Okay?
- Try not to move, Larry-- - Get the fuck away from me.
- Goddammit. Hey, listen.
Stay right there, okay? Don't move!
- Imma get you help... - You all did this to me.
You all did it. You all did it.
- Hey, you can't go! - Dad, what are you doing?
Dad, stop! Where are you going?
You can't drive like that, Larry! Come on!
Oh, shit, he's driving! He's driving!
Please hurry!
Help!
Somebody help!
Somebody help us!
Maben... we're here.
- What happened? - She-- she fell. She...
hit her head. Her head flipped back.
I heard your address on the wire. Shots fired?
Hell yeah, shots fired.
What the hell happened?
Walked in my place, Larry was there.
Had a woman with me,
he hit her over the head with a crowbar thinkin' it was me.
Him and I got into it,
I got ahold of my rifle and I shot 'im.
Who is she, Russ?
You know goddamn well who she is.
Russ, you gotta tell me.
What the hell you got to do with all this?
I'll explain everything to you.
You gotta promise me you ain't gonna listen to me like a lawman.
What do you want me to listen to you like?
I want you to listen to me like you're you...
and I'm me.
Okay. Okay.
The pistol you're looking for is over in the lake.
Same one Maben held on me
when I walked out of the Armadillo a few nights ago.
That's when she got to talkin' about how some deputy
made her do everything that he wanted her to do,
even called his goddamned friends along
to come have a go at her too.
Next thing she knew, he was down, dead, and she kept on runnin',
kept on runnin' straight until she ran into me.
Why the hell didn't you and her just both come straight to me?
Nobody would've believed her and you know it, Boyd.
She'da lost the kid.
And I'll be goddamned, but I believe everything she says.
My road's the road that brought us all here,
led by what hand, I don't know.
But here we are, and I ain't lettin' this go.
Shit, I'm only telling you all this so you know
when I ask you just leave her alone.
I ain't tellin' you, I'm askin' you.
Just let it fall.
Let it fall?
Just let it fall.
Do you know who's at my house right now?
Yes, I do.
And do you know what the boys at Parchman would do to a sheriff's deputy?
Huh? It'd make your time look like summer camp.
Where's the proof, Russell?
What does that look like to you?
The days are slow.
They get that way when you're waiting on something to happen
that you hope never will.
You can't help but wonder if today is the day...
they'll be sittin' there,
then here they come, over that hill,
down the driveway, lights flashing,
sirens calling out your name.
Russell told me about this dream
of being back on the inside,
about how the light was always grey,
and there was always this voice calling out...
Just some cry,
echoing through an empty prison...
and he never knew what he was supposed to do.
If he was supposed to be helping it, or...
if it was there to help him.
Sometimes I think it was me he was hearing...
I don't guess there's no way of knowing what's coming.
Never has been. Never will be.
But, for once,
I'm not afraid.
And when the daylight fades,
and it seems okay to breathe a little...
that low light
gives her this long shadow,
like her arms are spread out.
As if she's saying,
"Come here and let me hold you..."
I don't know...
- Get-- get up! Get up! Here, stand up.
Maybe there is such a thing as a miracle.
I got you.
All I know for certain...
she's mine.