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♪ ♪
- MAN: Hello? - DISPATCH: 911.
Where is your emergency?
MAN: Exit 275 on 40.
These guys just shot a police officer right on the exit.
♪ ♪
DISPATCH: You said an officer’s been shot on 270 what?
MAN: Exit 275 on 40.
DISPATCH: 275 on 40? Where are you right now?
MAN: I’m at the exit.
♪ ♪
[sirens wailing]
MAN: Oh, my God! Oh, shit!
- DISPATCH: What do you see, sir? - MAN: Two cops are dead.
The other one’s in the ditch.
They’re both dead, ma’am.
[police radio chatter echoes]
[sirens wailing distantly]
MAN: They killed both cops.
They shot one. He fell in the ditch.
The other one ran behind the car,
and they shot him in the head.
DISPATCH: All right, where’s the suspect now?
♪ ♪
MAN: They’re armed with automatic weapons over here.
DISPATCH: Where... where are you at now?
MAN: I’m-I’m standing right over the cop.
His brains... He’s dead. His brains is on...
DISPATCH: This an officer?
MAN: Yes! Yes.
♪ ♪
[dog barking in distance]
CARTOON VOICE [over TV]: But yeah, yeah. Oh, sure.
Uh, I always get that feeling, too.
CARTOON VOICE 2 [over TV]: I know. I...
- [knocking on door] - [dog barking, panting]
[chatter continues indistinctly over TV]
[sighs]
- [knocking] - DEPUTY HALL: County sheriff.
JOE: Come on. Here you go.
This way.
[dog panting]
[dog whining]
- [knocking] - DEPUTY HALL: County sheriff.
[door opens]
DEPUTY HALL: Good afternoon.
I’m Deputy Hall with the Sheriff’s Department.
We’re looking for Jerry Kane. Is that your father?
What’s this about?
MR. FRIEDMAN: I’m Mr. Friedman.
I’m a lawyer representing Sun Mutual Bank.
Uh, unfortunately, this home has been foreclosed on.
There’ll be a public auction in 30 days.
Until then, we ask that you keep the property presentable.
Bank’s offering a cash-for-keys settlement.
Tell your dad to give us a call.
We’ve been trying to get ahold of him.
DEPUTY HALL: Is there a reason you’re not in school?
I do homeschool.
DEPUTY HALL: You do homeschool.
Okay.
[indistinct police radio chatter]
[door closes]
[TV continues playing quietly]
[sighs]
♪ ♪
[sniffing]
[grunts softly]
[vehicle approaching]
[vehicle stops, engine shuts off]
[indistinct conversation]
[key rattles in lock]
- [insects chirping] - [sniffling]
[train horn blares in distance]
[sniffles]
[birds chirping]
[vehicle approaching]
- [dog barking] - [vehicle stops]
[vehicle door opens]
[door closes]
JERRY [laughing]: Hey, Molly.
Hi. [laughs]
Molly.
- JOE: She missed you. - Hey. I missed her, too.
Come here.
[grunting]: Oh, God, you’re getting strong.
Look at that.
Come on, give me a hand with these.
[rock music playing on stereo]
JERRY: Oh, man, oh, man, compliments to the chef.
[faucet creaking]
Yard looks good.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
What’d you do with all that scrap metal?
I stacked it back by the shed.
JERRY: Good. That’s valuable stuff.
A lot of copper in there.
Aluminum.
Lawn mower’s broken.
What is it, the belt?
I’ll take a look.
Cops came by again.
Yeah.
- Left this. - No.
I don’t need to see that.
They said they were trying to get ahold of you.
Who is?
One guy said he was with the bank.
Well, if he wants to get ahold of me,
he can go through the proper channels.
I haven’t received anything from them.
Receiving is a choice. It’s not mandatory.
They said they’re gonna auction the house in 30 days.
30 days, based on whose contract?
Theirs or mine?
’Cause if it’s mine, fuck it, give ’em the 30.
They’re just digging themselves a deeper hole.
The bank’s just a clearinghouse.
They don’t hold the underlying note.
What’s the note?
Why don’t you stop worrying about it, all right?
Leave it to your dad.
Clean up. Finish your schoolwork.
♪ ♪
BEVERLY [over speaker]: Hi, everybody.
It’s the first Thursday of the month,
our regularly scheduled occurrence with Jerry Kane.
Jerry’s an expert on foreclosures,
mortgages and deeds of trust.
Tell us, Jerry, how exactly did you get into this line of work?
Well, it-it didn’t start out as a job at first.
Uh, it kind of turned into one,
after dealing with all my issues with SMB.
BEVERLY: Sun Mutual foreclosed on your house.
Well, they’re trying. They’re trying.
They’re doing everything they can.
Today they sent more gestapo out here,
trying to defraud us under color of law.
- BEVERLY [chuckles]: Oh, God. - Yeah.
I’ve already started the administrative procedure.
Tomorrow I’m filing an affidavit of truth,
along with an order to show cause.
BEVERLY: You are fighting the good fight, Jerry.
Well, somebody’s got to.
This really has become a full-time job
for me at this point.
I used to do roofing, but...
I don’t really get calls for that much anymore.
Now it’s mostly deeds of trust, redemptions,
consultations, that sort of thing.
BEVERLY: Well, I know our listeners
have a ton of questions, so, first caller,
you are on with Jerry Kane.
[gunfire over video game]
JERRY: What the hell is this?
I finished already.
All right, then, let me see it.
Hand it over.
[Joe sighs]
[Jerry grunting]
Social studies. [chuckles]
Used to call this civics when I was a kid.
According to the Declaration of Independence,
governments get their power from: A, the king of England,
B, the consent of the people...
B, the consent of the people.
Sounds good to me.
Power’s in the people. Always remember that.
- I did this section already. - All right.
After the Civil War, the purpose of the 13th, 14th and 15th...
It’s B.
Are you a state citizen or a U.S. citizen?
- The answer is B. - Bullshit.
If you’re a state citizen, you don’t fall
under the jurisdiction of the federal government.
They don’t have a contract with you.
They can’t touch you.
If you’re a U.S. citizen,
congratulations, you’re the property
of the District of Columbia under commercial law.
You’re a subject, not a sovereign.
[grunts]
You know, when I was a kid, my dad told me something
that they taught me at my school was a lie,
that they were lying to me.
He went on and on about it, real angry,
until after a while, I finally said,
"But, Dad, why would my teachers lie to me?"
And it was like... I hate... I hate to say it,
it was like he turned into a coward.
He said to me, "Never mind. Forget it."
And he tried to act like the whole thing didn’t happen.
But I took away one thing from that conversation,
and that is they are lying to you.
And from then on out, all I’ve done
is try to find out what the lie is.
- Don’t forget your prayers. - I won’t.
Mom and baby Candy, and who else?
Jesus.
That’s right.
Don’t forget JC.
♪ ♪
JERRY: Okay, now, now, open the choke.
There you go. Now, give it a try.
[engine splutters]
[engine starts]
[laughs]
Woo-hoo!
♪ ♪
Hello.
COUNTY CLERK: Hi.
I’d like to record this.
What kind of document is this?
An affidavit of truth.
A what?
An affidavit of truth.
And this is in regards to...
A pending legal action against Sun Mutual Bank.
I’m sorry, sir, but I can’t accept this.
Why not?
Depositions need to be filed with the superior court.
We don’t handle those.
Yes, well, like I explained, this isn’t a deposition.
I don’t know what that is.
JERRY: Are you authorized to practice law without a license?
Are you authorized to interfere in my commerce with this bank
and keep me from recording this document?
I already told you, sir,
that needs to be filed with the superior court.
- We don’t handle depositions. - Okay.
Thank you. You don’t have to talk slow to me.
The county recorder is a hand of the court.
- A what? - A hand of the...
- Uh... - You’ve been served.
Hey. Hey.
JERRY: The bank’s just a corporation.
A corporate fiction.
Are you a fiction?
- No. - Am I?
I’m sitting right here in front of you eating this burger.
There you sit, drinking your... whatever that is,
Sprite or Mountain Dew.
Where’s the bank?
Where’s their burger and fries?
How come they get to eat ours,
but we never get to have any of theirs?
You follow?
You’re the one with the power. You’re in charge.
You’re the sovereign.
They’re your servant.
- I know. - "We the people."
How long are you gonna be home for?
I got a few more seminars coming up.
Tulsa. Springfield.
When?
Later in the week.
You know what I was thinking, though--
maybe you want to tag along?
I could use the help.
You’re old enough now.
Well, what about Molly?
Yeah, she can come, too.
But listen up, you’d have to study.
I’m serious.
I can’t have some dumb-shit and his dog standing up there
making me look bad.
[chuckles]
♪ ♪
JOE: "Each citizen acts as a private attorney general
"who takes on the mantle of the sovereign,
"guarding for all of us the individual liberties
"enunciated in the Constitution.
Frankenhauser v. Rizzo."
"The term ’coin’ or ’currency’
"means coin or currency of the United States,
"including Federal Reserve notes.
HJR-192."
"Federal Reserve banks are not government agencies
"but are independent,
"privately owned and controlled corporations.
Lewis v. United States."
"’Motor vehicle’ means every description of contrivance
"propelled by mechanical power
"and used for commercial purposes.
18 U.S. Code 31[6]."
"A party who performs in a manner demanded
"does not thereby prejudice the rights reserved.
"Such words as ’without prejudice’
"or the like are sufficient.
UCC 1-308."
"Every person who, under color of law,
"subjects a citizen to the deprivation of rights
secured by the Constitution shall be liable for redress."
- JERRY: See it? - JOE: "18 U.S. Code 242."
Yeah.
JOE: "Executive Order 10997 provides for the seizure
of all electric power, both public and private."
"Executive Order 10995 provides for the seizure
of all communications media in the United States."
[Jerry clicking tongue softly]
JERRY: Executive Order 11 triple zero?
Authorizes the seizure of all American people
for workforces under federal supervision,
including the splitting up of families.
JERRY: Good.
You’re looking sharp, man.
You’re missing one thing, though.
A gentleman always carries one. Costs you 50 cents.
Come here.
♪ ♪
Look at this. Hmm?
Yeah, there you go.
Hi. Hello. What’s your name?
- Tom. - I’m Jerry. Nice to meet you.
MAN: We got rights that are given to us.
- We do. - You know?
- Yeah. - And they’re given to us by God.
- Yeah. - Not by the banks.
- No. - Not by the government.
- Yeah. - But it’s ridiculous,
the way they did people.
And people don’t know what they’re getting into.
- No. - All this crap.
JERRY: No, it’s...
MAN: And the banks are just raking people over.
MAN 2: My sister’s landlords were pretty nasty to her.
A fire started,
um, because of electrical problems.
JERRY: Oh, shit.
But they didn’t pay for it or replace her apartment.
Put her out on the street.
JERRY: Oh, man. I’m sorry to hear that.
WOMAN: I went to pay my mortgage the other day, and...
- JERRY: Yeah? - ...it had jumped like $800.
- JERRY: Oh, God. - I have three kids,
and there’s just no way that I can work more.
And my husband, obviously, on disability,
he can’t do much.
And, like, I just don’t want to lose my home.
I just don’t know what I’m gonna do.
JERRY: Well, we’re... we’ll talk a lot about that tonight.
What you got to do is go through the language meticulously
of your paperwork
and figure out what you are required to pay,
but more importantly, what you’re not required to pay.
That’s where your power lies.
[quiet chatter]
JERRY: Okay, now, who here can tell me what this is?
MAN: A dollar.
A dollar of what?
A dollar is a unit of measurement.
If I say to you, "Give me a pound," what would you say?
WOMAN: A pound of what?
JERRY: I say, "Give me a gallon."
GROUP: Of what?
So I say, "Give me a dollar."
GROUP: Of what?
It’s a unit of measurement.
371.25 grains of .905 silver.
There is no money.
Silver and gold.
Well, they call it lawful money.
JERRY: Oh, no, they call it legal tender.
But it’s not based on anything.
It’s made up. It’s fiction.
How many of you have heard of fractional reserve banking?
Now, for every dollar that you give to the bank,
how many would you say they give out in loans?
Nine.
For every one dollar, they turn around
and loan it out nine more times.
That is called fractionalization.
- So the whole thing is made up. - [murmurs of agreement]
It’s all just numbers on a ledger.
And when it all comes collapsing down,
who do you think they expect to come around
and clean up the mess?
Hmm. Hmm-mm-mm-mm.
But what I’m saying is, hang on a second. Not so fast.
You want what now? You want a bailout?
- WOMAN: Right. - JERRY: You want my tax dollars?
- [group murmuring] - JERRY: You want my home?
You want my home.
Okay. Okay, then. Fine.
Take the damn house. I don’t want it anyway.
Where do I sign?
Do you want me to wash the windows before I leave?
[light laughter]
But then, what I want to know is this.
- Where’s my money? - [group murmuring]
Where’s my promissory note?
Where’s all the money you made as the result
of the fractionalization of that promissory note,
when you re-loaned it out over and over,
nine times for me, 22 times in total?
- Where’s all that? - [murmurs of agreement]
Hmm?
What’s that? Oh.
Oh, now you don’t want me to leave?
Okay, then. Thank you very much.
- I will keep the house. - [group murmuring]
Have a nice day, folks.
[applause]
♪ ♪
JERRY: Hmm.
Uh, I think I still have a couple moves.
One way to find out.
Yeah, that’s right. [laughs]
- Okay. Yeah. I will. - CHOIR: ♪ Abide with me ♪
- ♪ Fast falls the eventide. ♪ - [Jerry laughs]
[singing stops]
JERRY: All right. You, too.
Lesley Anne says hi.
Hi.
She might come meet up with us.
Make a little trip out of it.
You finish your schoolwork?
Yeah.
Well, come on, then. Let’s see it.
It was just the review section.
What about the chapter test?
I already did that.
And?
Attaboy.
See what happens when you put your brain to it?
They said I could enroll next semester at Lincoln.
What all goes into that?
Well, nothing. I just have to pass the test.
And that’s something you’d be interested in?
’Cause, you know, as soon as you get
involved with that, that’s a system.
- That’s government. - I know.
They’re gonna tell you what to think, what to do.
Pass, no pass, when to take a piss.
I know, Dad.
All right. Just so you understand.
It’s a contract.
Where’s the...
On the table.
I’m heading out.
Why don’t you take care of that laundry while I’m gone?
[door opens and closes]
♪ When I wake up in the morning ♪
♪ Another bank deposit ♪
♪ I can’t let it go, let it go ♪
♪ I’m in her mouth, yeah, you know how it go ♪
♪ Kapital, like I’m the president ♪
♪ You was dead wrong ♪
♪ Vetements, this isn’t Vetements ♪
♪ I’m an animal, paranoid, how could you blame the kid? ♪
♪ She ain’t coming home, coming home ♪
♪ I’m still her favorite ♪
♪ Dangerous, dangerous... ♪
[song continues, muffled]
JERRY: Who all here has a birth certificate?
Raise your hands.
Okay. Now, how many of you have actually looked at it?
Actually read the name on the paper?
It’s in all caps, right?
Why is that?
What other names do they put in all caps?
MAN: Corporations.
Corporations. Exactly.
Because the name on the birth certificate
isn’t the same thing as the flesh and blood.
- [murmurs of agreement] - It’s a corporate name.
It’s a corporate fiction.
It’s a straw man.
JERRY: It’s a straw man. You got it.
So anytime someone says I owe them money,
the first thing I ask them is: Who owes you?
Is it the flesh and blood, or is it the straw man,
the guy with the Social Security number,
like they talked about in the Bible?
The Book of Genesis.
- Mark of the beast. - WOMAN: Right. The straw man.
If you say I owe you,
then in my opinion, I say you already owe me.
You owe me evidence of that debt.
You owe me evidence of that contract.
[group murmuring]
So...
let’s say you say, "Okay, come on, Jerry.
"You know that it was for those boxes of Girl Scout Cookies
that you bought from my niece."
I can still ask you to prove it.
Prove that I ate those cookies.
Because every time you make a claim against me,
- you already owe me. - [murmurs of agreement]
At the bare minimum, you owe me an explanation.
[group murmuring]
JOE: All right. Who all here has been to school?
Okay, so, um, you’ll know what I mean by
"take one and-and pass it back."
♪ ♪
- MAN: Very inspiring. - MAN 2: Thank you so much.
- MAN 3: Pleasure, sir. - JERRY: Thank you so much.
- I appreciate it. - WOMAN: Jerry, thanks so much.
- MAN 4: Great job. Great job. - JERRY: Thank you. Thank you.
- MAN 4: We enjoyed it. - JERRY: Remember what I said.
- MAN 5: Good job, Jerry. - JERRY: Thanks, everybody.
So, what’s the grand total?
- JOE: 950. - Whew.
A couple more times like that, we’ll be back in business.
Yeah. We just need 300 more.
For what?
For the bank.
First payment is 1,200.
You’re giving ’em your share?
Let the bank steal someone else’s money.
This is ours. We earned it.
♪ ♪
MAN: You’re gonna like this one.
This one’s... this one’s pretty good.
This is my bug-out build.
This 5.56-.223, an AR-15.
Colt.
Cool thing-- this little lever here, you pull that down,
you take this pin out, hand guard comes off,
you unscrew the barrel, take this barrel, put it on.
Now you’ve gone from 5.56 to .300 Blackout.
Hundred caliber. Options are limitless.
What do you think about that?
That’s pretty cool.
[gunshots booming]
JERRY: You’re letting the muzzle drift!
[gunshots booming]
There you go.
[shells rattling]
Those green tips kick harder than the .223s.
I can’t feel my shoulder.
[Jerry laughs]
JERRY: Attaboy.
Oh, man. Not too bad.
I’d say you’re a natural. [chuckles]
Next time, aim more for the head.
You know, they wear bulletproof vests.
You know what people are calling you?
The young genius.
What do you think about that?
I don’t know.
You don’t know?
I mean, I don’t think they’re wrong.
[Jerry laughing]
Uh-oh. Here he goes.
Young genius getting a big head. Watch out.
It’s true, though.
You’re a prince. You’re an absolute prince.
I didn’t do anything.
You don’t have to do anything, son.
It’s just who you are. All you have to do is show up.
That’s one thing your mom and I did right, was make you.
You were a true love child.
♪ ♪
JERRY: Shit.
JOE: What?
JERRY: Keep quiet.
Let me do the talking.
[brakes squeak]
[Jerry sighs]
[indistinct police radio chatter]
Driver’s license, proof of insurance.
Can I reach inside the glove box?
OFFICER: Go ahead.
[Molly whining]
[glove box opens]
Can you tell me what I’m looking at here, sir?
Those are my travel documents.
- Travel documents? - Yes, sir.
OFFICER: Well, I need to see driver’s license
and proof of insurance for this vehicle.
This isn’t a vehicle.
It’s not?
No, sir. It’s a conveyance.
We are not engaged in commerce.
OFFICER: Well, in order to drive in this state,
you need a valid driver’s license.
I don’t have a contract with the state.
- That doesn’t matter. - I’m not driving.
- You’re not? - No, sir.
You are not driving this vehicle?
My son and I are traveling.
We’re not engaged in commerce.
We’re traveling in a private capacity.
- 411. Need backup here. - Title 18, U.S. Code.
Go ahead and step out of the vehicle for me, sir.
JERRY: Am I under arrest?
I don’t know. I haven’t decided yet.
- Am I under arrest? - You’re refusing to show me
documents I need for this vehicle.
- Am I... - He wasn’t doing anything wrong!
Am I under arrest, or am I free to go?
No, you are not free to go. Now, step out of the vehicle.
These are public roads! I’m a free man traveling!
Get out of the vehicle.
- He didn’t do anything! - JERRY: I-I do not...
- Get out of the... - I do not feel safe!
- Get out of the vehicle! - I do not feel safe!
He didn’t do anything!
- Let go of him! Stop! - OFFICER: Get out!
- On the ground! - Stop! He didn’t do anything!
- JERRY: I’m not resisting. - Let go of him!
OFFICER: Hands! Give me your hands.
- Let go of him! - JERRY: He’s choking me!
You’re violating my rights!
- OFFICER: Get up. Get up. - [grunting]
- Get up. - [grunts]
[officers talking indistinctly]
JERRY: Don’t resist, son. Do what they tell you.
- [Molly barking] - [Jerry grunting]
OFFICER: Come on. Come on.
♪ ♪
- [door opens] - BOUCHART: Joe?
I’m Chief Bouchart.
This is Ms. Reese with Social Services.
REESE: Hello.
We’re sorry to keep you waiting.
Can we get you anything? Want some water?
JOE: Where’s my dad?
BOUCHART: Well, he’s fine.
He’s being taken down to County right now.
When can I see him?
That’s, uh... that’s hard to say.
I need to, uh...
ask you a few questions.
Maybe you can help me get to the bottom of what happened.
Can you do that for me?
Okay.
Where were you two headed when you were stopped?
- Home. - Home from where?
Tulsa.
You two were on some kind of road trip?
My dad travels for work.
What about school?
I’m homeschooled.
And your-your dad helps out with that?
What about your mom?
My mom’s dead.
I’m sorry. Um...
how long has it been since she passed?
I was ten.
So it’s just you and your dad now?
Your father,
has, uh, he ever been violent towards you?
No.
Any problems with drugs, alcohol?
Any other issues?
What do you mean?
Um, you said he travels for work.
Does he leave you alone for long periods?
- No. - Okay.
Does he leave you with plenty of food in the house?
We have enough.
REESE: What about his mental state?
Does he ever act agitated or strange?
We found some weapons in the van you were driving.
Now, given your dad’s priors,
did you know that it’s against the law for him
to even own a firearm?
Found some other materials, some letters. Uh...
It sounds to me like your dad
doesn’t like the government very much.
He has some interesting ideas.
First off, uh...
what’s a straw man?
A straw man is like...
A straw man is...
- Everyone has a straw man. - Okay.
And, you know, there’s the...
there’s the real you, the person.
And there’s the other you,
the one that the government owns.
So, if, um, I was to give you a ticket,
say, for driving without a license,
uh, who would pay for it?
Would that be you or the straw man?
The straw man.
He’d be on the hook?
- Yeah. - Uh-huh.
So, how come you’re the one that’s sitting here right now?
I mean, I don’t think it’s very fair
that the straw man gets to break all the rules
and you’re the one that’s sitting in jail.
Do you see how that doesn’t make much sense
to a reasonable person, Joe, hmm?
♪ ♪
We have 12 rooms total.
Most of them are two to a room,
but we have one single left.
Clean clothes are in the closet,
and extra pillows and blankets up there.
If you need anything, I’ll be down the hall, okay?
♪ ♪
[quiet, indistinct chatter]
[indistinct chatter continues]
REESE: So, how do we know we’re with the wrong people?
How can we tell that?
- Mm-hmm. - They make you feel bad.
REESE: They make you feel bad. Yeah.
That’s one way, for sure.
What else about their actions?
It’s wrong.
REESE: Wrong, like how?
It’s illegal.
REESE: But not just illegal, right?
Something can be morally wrong.
Or it can be wrong because it’s wrong for you.
What’s your choice in that instance?
You can walk away.
You can separate yourself from the situation.
REESE: Good. But sometimes it’s not so easy, right?
You know, sometimes it’s someone we love,
like a friend or a relative.
But, at the end of the day,
you’re the only one responsible for you.
You’re the boss.
♪ ♪
[lively, indistinct chatter]
[applause]
- It’s in! - [applause]
[indistinct chatter]
That is time.
Your reading comprehension is good.
Your math could use a little work,
but not bad.
You said you’ve never taken a placement test before.
Why is that?
So, usually, when someone’s homeschooled, they take a test
at the end of each year,
but it doesn’t look like you did that.
According to your record, your dad applied for a...
religious exemption.
Is he supportive of you going to school?
He says that he wants me to be an independent thinker.
It sounds like he has some strong opinions.
But you know it’s important for you to have your own voice.
And it’s totally normal
for you to want to be around kids your own age,
to go to school, to socialize.
Your dad already had his chance to grow up.
You deserve that chance, too.
Something to think about.
♪ ♪
Hey.
There he is.
You okay?
They didn’t hurt you, did they?
[door opens and closes]
JERRY: I got a surprise for you.
- [Molly barking] - [laughs]: Hey.
JERRY: There she is.
Yeah. What a good girl.
- [sighs] Oh, God. - JERRY: Good girl.
[sighs] You poor thing.
You’ve sure been through it, haven’t you?
Joe, this is Lesley Anne.
You can thank her for bailing us out.
So nice to finally meet you.
Your dad brags about you all the time.
She drove six hours to get here.
Oh, it’s the least I could do.
Your dad’s been helping me out with the bank.
If it wasn’t for him, I’d be homeless.
["Girl Like You" by Climb playing over stereo]
I mean, is driving a right or a privilege?
You turn my right into a privilege,
pretty soon you don’t have a judge.
You’ve got a criminal in prison wearing orange
because he didn’t honor his oath of office.
LESLEY ANNE: I know. I know. I get it.
Just the same with my divorce.
They just keep grinding you down.
When it comes to custody, they’ll say anything.
Say you’re a drunk, an unfit parent.
JERRY: That’s their playbook.
I won’t do it again. I can’t.
They’re gonna have to kill me.
I mean, you have no idea what I went through in there.
They look at you like...
like you’re not even human, like you don’t even exist.
I almost died.
♪ Oh, what I would do ♪
I was dying.
♪ For a girl like you... ♪
Now I know what... now I know what that feels like.
♪ What I’d give for one more night ♪
♪ Girl like you, a girl like you... ♪
MAN: We have an unusual situation in Central Florida.
We have a real Internal Revenue rogue agent.
- JERRY: Uh, yes, I’ve heard. - That’s called a stalker.
JERRY: Exactly. Right. Uh, what’s the problem?
She’s coming after a lot of us in the Central Valley with
- the administrative summons. - JERRY: Uh-huh.
MAN: We’re doing everything we can to return those.
We’ve done everything.
Where does she like to go out and hang out at?
You pay for the bat, I’ll take care of the problem.
[scattered laughter]
All you have to do is
go out to the bar where she’s hanging out at,
and then wait for her to get drunk,
meet her out in the parking lot and beat her ass.
WOMAN: Turn the tape off. Turn the tape off.
It’s just a joke.
JERRY: Well, what I’m getting at is
violence doesn’t solve anything, okay?
It’s not violence that we’re after.
Even the Bible tells us,
if you’re gonna go and wage war against somebody,
you have to kill their sheep and their goats and their chickens
and their babies and their wives, okay?
You have to kill ’em all.
MAN: Right.
JERRY: Because what we’re after here is not fighting.
It’s conquering.
I mean, I don’t want to have to kill anybody,
but if they keep messing with me,
then I’m afraid that’s what it’s gonna come down to,
is I’m gonna have to kill.
And if I have to kill one, then I’m not gonna be able to stop.
I just know it.
I mean, I have an addictive personality.
I haven’t had a drink for 18 years
’cause I can’t handle the shit.
[scattered laughter]
MAN: You might want to clarify that, just a little bit.
Well, it’s a matter of what the law says about killing.
The law from the Bible tells us
that if you’re gonna do it, you have to do it right.
Well, I don’t choose to do it right.
I don’t want to do it at all.
JERRY: I think, uh...
I think this is gonna be a lot of fun.
LESLEY ANNE: Oh, yeah.
♪ ♪
LESLEY ANNE: Oh, wow.
[machines chiming, coins clanking]
JERRY [chuckling]: Hey, you can just forget I’m here. Okay.
- Don’t worry about it. - LESLEY ANNE: Um, you can just
split it on these two cards.
JERRY: We got you your own room.
We’re right above you on the tenth floor.
I got a radio show to do, and then we’re headed out.
Make sure you don’t charge anything.
- Oh, he’s fine. - I’m serious.
JOE: I won’t.
No pornos. [chuckles]
[door closes]
♪ ♪
BEVERLY: Good evening, everyone.
It’s the first Thursday of the month,
which means we are back with Jerry Kane.
How are you, Jerry?
JERRY: Oh, well, much better today
than I was a couple weeks ago.
BEVERLY: Yeah. We heard a little bit about that.
Why don’t you tell us what happened?
JERRY: Oh, I ran into a Nazi checkpoint
where they were demanding papers or jail.
That was the option.
So I entered into commerce with them
under threat, duress and coercion.
Spent 94 hours in there.
- CROUPIER: Winner eight. - [cheering, laughter]
LESLEY ANNE: Hey!
You are one talented individual.
JERRY: Everything I signed was TDC,
by guarantor, no contract.
I’m now putting together an invoice
for approximately $80,000 in gold
for the eight times they used my name.
LESLEY ANNE: Aw.
Snake eyes.
- S-Snake eyes. - Snake eyes.
JERRY: I’ve already done a background check on the cop.
I found out where he lives, his address, his wife’s name.
I’m sending him notice of an invoice for $100 per hour
for the total 94 hours I was there.
And then I’ll move forward with liquidating his assets
by mechanic lien sale.
They demand that you beg.
They’re sick like that, you know.
They’re psychotic psychopaths.
They get a sexual thrill out of it.
They’re sick in the head. That’s all.
So we just got to play their silly-ass little games
and go in there and, uh, kill the monster under the bed,
so to speak.
♪ ♪
- [baby crying faintly] - [birds chirping]
[sighs heavily]
[sportscast playing quietly over radio]
[sighs]
- [Bouchart sighs] - ADAM: Sorry.
One more minute, I was gone.
[engine starts]
ADAM: This sleep regression thing...
BOUCHART: I don’t want to hear about it.
He kept us up until 4:00. It’s not an excuse, but--
BOUCHART: Well, I told you, you just got to let him cry.
You can’t go picking him up every five seconds.
- It sets a pattern. - I know.
Speaking of patterns, what is this,
third day in a row you’ve been late?
Yeah, I know. We’re getting there.
Well, if I were you, I wouldn’t try that sleep regression shit
with Rodney.
[Bouchart chuckling]
There’s three things we want
when we take control of somebody.
We want compliance, control or incapacitation.
Baby chief, you’re up.
First thing I go for is compliance.
I want my top hand here, and I want to lock that body up.
- Does everybody see that? - RECRUITS: Yes, sir.
RODNEY: Disrupt his balance.
Take him to the floor. This is what I want.
I want that shoulder torqued up,
so if he decides to resist, he’s gonna feel it.
[Adam groaning in pain]
All right.
Everybody, pair up and let’s work on this technique.
First order. Turn around!
Hands on your head!
Down on your knees!
Down on your bellies!
Arms out to your side!
Officers, step in.
Place cuffs.
Make sure it’s secure.
BOUCHART: Compliance.
That’s what today is all about.
RODNEY: In position.
BOUCHART: Learning to assert dominance
through the use of overwhelming force.
RODNEY: Taser, Taser, Taser! Pop!
- [Taser crackling] - [Adam groaning in pain]
[panting]
BOUCHART: ’Cause out there in the field...
- RODNEY: Next up! - OFFICER: Go, Adam.
BOUCHART: ...there’s no time to negotiate.
Pepper spray!
- [grunting] - Go to one!
BOUCHART: There’s no time to stop
and consider the other person’s perspective.
ADAM: Stop resisting!
- Get down! - RODNEY: He’s down! Baton!
BOUCHART: You have to quickly assess...
Stop resisting! Get down!
RODNEY: He’s down! Subject!
BOUCHART: ...Is this person a threat?
- Drop your weapon! - Do they mean me harm?
Drop your weapon!
BOUCHART: Or is this someone who needs my help?
- RODNEY: Secure! - OFFICER: Water!
- RODNEY: Next up! - I got you.
- OFFICER: Next up. - I got you. Hey.
- Pull your weapon, and then tell him to drop his. - Ugh.
- I know. I know. - All right?
- He-he shot you already. - I know. I got--
BOUCHART: Doesn’t matter how much
situational training you have,
it doesn’t matter how many skill sets you have,
because sooner or later, you’re gonna be applying this
in an unpredictable, dynamic, real-world set of circumstances.
And that’s gonna be your true test.
["Could This Be Love" by Stan Bush playing over stereo]
LESLEY ANNE: That eye looks terrible.
Are you sure you’re okay to drive?
We could stop at an urgent care.
You know why they call it "medical practice"?
LESLEY ANNE: Hmm?
’Cause they’re practicing.
[chuckles]
[Lesley Anne sighs]
LESLEY ANNE: I wish Franny could see this.
She loves horses.
But they never let me take her anywhere.
- JERRY: Who doesn’t? - The lawyers.
You’re her mother, aren’t you?
That’s God-given. They don’t have a say in that.
You want to stop and take a picture?
No. Uh-uh. No, I can’t.
Why not?
Because I told you already. I ca-- I can’t.
That thing.
What thing?
That thing that happened when I was a little kid.
Wait, are you talking about
when you got your teeth kicked in by a horse?
- [Lesley Anne sighs] - [Jerry laughing]
Stop it, Jerry. Stop it.
It’s not funny.
I still have nightmares.
♪ Could it be love? ♪
[dogs barking in distance]
[Lesley Anne panting]
Mm-mm.
Uh-oh.
[panting]: Okay.
Oh, God.
Come on.
- Oh, God. - Come on. Get up close.
- Jerry, I can’t. - You got to face your fears.
- No, I can’t. - Hey, bullshit. Come on.
- No, I can’t. I can’t. - Come on.
Hey. Yes, you can. Hey.
- I can’t. - Look at me! Look at me! Hey.
Look at me. Look at me.
Do you want to just keep being scared?
Okay. Okay.
Okay? There you go.
- Mm. - Okay.
- Come on, you’re in charge. - Oh.
- JERRY: Take your time.
LESLEY ANNE: Oh.
Okay, no closer. No closer than this.
- JERRY: Okay. - No closer than this.
Okay, now just put your hand up.
My hand.
[horse neighs in distance]
♪ ♪
- [Lesley Anne shuddering] - Okay. You’re okay.
Oh, God.
[laughing]: Oh, God, I’m gonna pee.
Okay.
- See? - [laughing]
You see?
You see that? Now, that is conquering.
- Oh. - Nothing to fear but fear itself.
[panting]
[camera clicks]
[Lesley Anne and Jerry chuckling]
[Lesley Anne sniffles]
JERRY: I told you.
LESLEY ANNE: Yeah. Hi.
♪ ♪
I hate to leave, but I’ve got to get back.
My daughter’s staying with me this week.
- Franny, right? - Yeah.
You’d like her.
She’s younger than you but not by much.
She’s starting sixth grade in the fall.
Take care of each other.
We will.
And listen to your dad.
He loves you a lot.
He’s got a lot to teach you.
[vehicle door closes]
Thank you.
♪ ♪
[door creaking open]
[Jerry sighs]
[light switch clicks]
Ah.
Power’s out.
[sighs]
[group singing faintly]
♪ Every little thing you do ♪
♪ Makes me wanna be ♪
♪ More like you ♪
♪ Yeah, girl, more like you ♪
♪ Every little thing you say ♪
♪ Makes me wanna stay ♪
♪ Close to you ♪
♪ Yeah, girl, close to you ♪
♪ Ah, ah, ah. ♪
- [girls laugh] - CANDACE: I think we got this.
[paper rustling]
JOE: What time is the hearing?
8:00 a.m.
What are you gonna say to the judge?
I’m not gonna say anything. I’ve already submitted my case.
Now it’s up to him to do what’s right, do what’s legal.
And if he doesn’t?
Well, if that’s the direction
he wants to take it, then fuck it.
We can go all the way to the Supreme Court.
What about the house?
What about it?
Well, they’re gonna sell it if we don’t pay.
They can’t sell the house. They don’t have jurisdiction.
Yeah, but...
Yeah, but what, Joe?
Why are you getting into this, huh?
I just-- I don’t understand
why you’re making it such a big deal.
We have the money.
You want to give them your money?
- You spent my money. - Oh. Oh, okay.
Just-just ’cause someone demands something,
you think you got to roll over and hand it to them.
- If you owe it. - Who?
Who says I owe it? Who?
Forget it.
I haven’t received anything from them!
You want me to pay for something I haven’t received?!
You do understand the concept of receiving, don’t you?!
♪ ♪
CLERK: Case number 15A. Sun Mutual Bank v. Kane.
- Good morning, Your Honor. - Good morning, Counselor.
JERRY: Sir, I’d like to say how I’m appearing today.
One moment, Mr. Kane.
Uh, Mr. Kane has declined the services
of the public defender, Your Honor.
Sir, I need to make a declaration to the court.
JUDGE: Hang on. You’ll have your chance.
I need to look at your record.
Felonious Assault. Forgery.
Theft of a Car by Deception.
Driving Without a License.
Please note that I am appearing today
as the administrator for Jerry Kane.
Oh, you’re not Mr. Kane? Where is he?
Jerry Kane is a person under color of law.
I am here in an administrative capacity.
Your Honor, Mr. Kane is in default of a principal balance
of $38,400 plus 9.8 percent interest.
JUDGE: Mr. Kane, are you prepared
to make a payment at this time?
They never validated the debt, Your Honor.
Now, what does that mean, exactly?
Their promissory note is invalid.
LAWYER: Your Honor, Mr. Kane’s arguments have no legal
or other significance related to the bank’s filing.
Mr. Kane, I agree with plaintiff,
and frankly, the court is not amused.
Your Honor, my appearance today is merely a courtesy.
Are you or are you not Jerry Kane?
That name refers to a person under color of law.
- [gavel bangs] - I’m looking for a Jerry Kane!
Please sit down.
Sit down!
Bailiff, remove this man from the courtroom.
I am trying to remedy-- No!
Touch me and you will be charged with--
I am a peace officer!
- This is common law jurisdiction I established! - [gavel bangs]
I’m gonna rule in favor of the plaintiff.
We’ll take a recess.
BAILIFF: Thank you. All rise.
- JERRY: Where’s my remedy? - You don’t have one!
For the record, I am being denied my remedy!
Okay, uh, actually, please note
that the judge has abandoned the court!
He has abandoned ship!
I, as a sovereign, claim jurisdiction over this matter!
Case dismissed with prejudice and cause!
Have a nice day.
♪ ♪
- What happened? - They abandoned ship.
They deserted the court like cowards.
- Well, what does that mean? - It means we won.
They didn’t have jurisdiction. The judge knew it.
When I called him on it, he fled.
[crying]
[sportscast playing quietly over TV]
ADAM: Hey. Hey, little bubba.
Hey.
- Hey. - [crying continues]
[Adam chuckles, grunts]
Hey.
You’re gonna spoil that child.
He’s cranky today. Still not sleeping too good.
That’s ’cause you don’t listen.
I keep telling you, never pick up a crying baby.
- Yeah, I hear you. - [crying continues]
I’m serious.
They’re willful creatures.
You’re either gonna break them or they’re gonna break you.
Well, I think that battle’s been lost.
He pretty much rules the roost around here.
Isn’t that right, bubba? Hmm?
[baby fussing]
I swear, that is the fussiest kid.
He’s just a baby.
So?
We never let Adam act like that.
Well, that’s ’cause you were always riding him.
You still are.
You think every nail needs a hammer.
What’s that supposed to mean?
Means you should give him a break.
Stop making him feel like he always has to please you.
- Please me? - Yeah.
Well, he turned out great.
Well, it wouldn’t hurt you to tell him every once in a while.
[sighs]
- [lively chatter] - [Bouchart chuckles]
["Turn Around and Go" by Used Records playing over stereo]
Hey there, guys. Congratulations.
- Thanks, Chief. - Congratulations, really.
Yeah. Congratulations.
- Oh, we got Dirty Harry here. - [chuckles]
BOUCHART: To the graduates
of class 18-5:
that badge you wear on your chest,
it does not belong to you.
It is not yours.
It belongs to the people who commissioned you to wear it.
So wear it with great honor, integrity and pride.
Hear, hear.
- Cheers. - [crowd murmuring]
PATTY: Okay, everybody, get together.
We’re gonna take a picture.
- JESS: Spouses or no spouses? - All. Everybody in.
- Make sure to get baby chief in there. - Squeeze together.
- Everybody. - Oh, do not say that about my son.
- Okay, look up. - [laughter]
- Look up. - BOUCHART: Scene of the crime.
- Come on, honey. Come on. - Come on. Get in.
- Let’s go. Come on. - Go.
- Come on. Here we go. - [timer beeping]
[camera clicking]
Thank you.
I’m here to register.
- Are you a new student? - Yeah.
Did you bring your paperwork?
No, not really.
Okay, well, in order to register,
you need to provide proof of residency, immunizations,
and if you’re a minor,
- a written consent from a parent or legal guardian. - Okay.
So, when you have all that ready,
you can come back and we can get you started.
Um, is that written down somewhere?
Did you create an account online?
That’s the first thing you need to do.
You can find all this information on there.
And what about the placement test?
You’re gonna have to sign up for that online as well.
- I can’t do it here? - No, sir.
But make sure you register by the 15th.
Tests are given on the first. That’s the only day.
Um, and what if I can’t get parental consent?
If that’s a problem, you can apply for an exemption.
But that requires an interview.
And you’ll still need to provide
proof of residency and immunizations.
- Okay? - Yeah. Thanks.
[knocking on door]
[Molly barking in distance]
[knocking on door]
DEPUTY: Sheriff’s Department. Open up!
♪ ♪
Dad? Dad!
[knocking on door]
DEPUTY: Sheriff’s Department. You need to come to the door.
[knocking on door]
- [door opens] - County sheriff.
We’re here to serve a court-ordered eviction.
I’m sorry. You guys can’t come in.
This house has been foreclosed on.
We’re gonna need you to vacate the premises.
But I-I need to-- Dad!
OFFICER: I need you to step outside.
I-- Hold on. I got-- I need to get my dog.
Okay. Who else is in the house with you?
- My dad. - Where?
Um, in the bedroom.
Okay. Any guns on the property?
I’m gonna need you to step out to the curb for me, please.
- What about our stuff? - We’ll have a crew
bring your things to the end of the driveway.
- [knocking on door] - DEPUTY: Mr. Kane?
- [knocking on door] - Mr. Kane?
County sheriff. Come out or we’re breaking down the door.
[Molly continues barking in distance]
[door opens]
♪ ♪
[vehicle door opens]
[vehicle door closes]
- [seat belt clicks] - [engine starts]
[gearshift clicks]
♪ ♪
Where are we going?
Which way am I supposed to go?
How the hell am I supposed to know, Joe?
You’re the one calling the shots now,
deciding who comes, who goes.
- What are you talking about? - You let them in.
Let them? They pushed past me.
They can’t come in unless you invite them.
It’s called a warrant.
I didn’t fucking invite them!
- Mendacity! - What?
- Mendacity! - Stop yelling!
Mendacity!
♪ ♪
JERRY: Get off here.
JOE: Why?
JERRY: Just get off.
- Where am I going? - Keep driving.
JERRY: Pull over.
- Give me the keys. - [engine shuts off]
[trunk opens]
Come on back here. I need to show you something.
Back in colonial times,
when someone accused you of mendacity,
that was a stain on your honor.
A stain on your good name.
If you were a gentleman, you would demand satisfaction.
Pick.
- Why? - Pick!
At the agreed upon time,
you would meet at the field of combat,
and you would each walk out ten paces.
- One... - Dad.
...two, three,
four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
You would turn and face your opponent.
- Dad, stop! - And give the signal!
Present!
- What the fuck are you doing?! - Present!
Dad, this is fucking insane! Stop!
Present!
And fire!
[gunshot echoes]
[dogs barking in distance]
♪ ♪
BEVERLY: It’s the first Thursday of the month,
and we are back with Jerry Kane.
Jerry, how the hell are you?
JERRY: Oh, I’ve seen better days.
BEVERLY: You sound a little worse for wear.
Probably all that travel.
JERRY: Well, I don’t mind the travel if...
you know, as long as I can keep the chains off of me.
The bank sent a bunch of illegals out here this morning
- to do their bidding. - BEVERLY: Illegals?
JERRY: Yeah, you know, they use illegals
for this sort of thing ’cause they know it’s a crime.
That way, they’ve got leverage.
So, a bunch of them showed up
and executed a seizure without a warrant.
Forced us off the property under threat, duress and coercion.
BEVERLY: Oh, God.
JERRY: Anyways, I’ve already started
the administrative procedure.
I’ll send it over to you so you can put it up on the site.
So, unfortunately, I’ve had to cut down on some dates.
It’s just that I had a class back in January
and not one person showed up for it.
BEVERLY: You are kidding.
JERRY: And it’s expensive, you know?
With travel and the hotel every night and everything.
And then getting back to this, uh,
to this deed of trust...
They think they can just, you know, keep squeezing blood
- out of a stone. - BEVERLY: Mm.
JERRY: But at some point, you have to let them know
that you won’t be pushed any further.
- BEVERLY: Right. - JERRY: You have to remember
who you are, and don’t let them talk you out of it.
Don’t bend over. Don’t cower.
Remember, they’re the slave
and you’re the master.
NIGHT CLERK: So, what’s all this?
That is my signature.
That is my payment.
That’s legal tender.
NIGHT CLERK: Sir, you marked out half the contract.
JERRY: Yeah. It’s fine. It’s fine.
It’s just me and my son.
NIGHT CLERK: I can’t accept that.
JERRY: Why not?
You don’t accept U.S. dollars?
You should just go.
You don’t accept U.S. dollars?
Okay.
You don’t accept U.S. currency!
♪ ♪
[Joe clears throat]
What happened?
"And there was no room for them at the inn."
[engine starts]
♪ ♪
[Jerry sighs]
Don’t forget your prayers.
Yeah.
Mom and Baby Candy and who else?
Jesus.
Why do we pray to Baby Candy?
What do you mean?
I mean, she was a baby.
So what?
Babies don’t have souls?
No. I just...
Just don’t think it’s good to be thinking about it all the time.
I guess I’d like to forget about it.
Your mother and I...
...we went in to get her one morning.
There she was, lying there all peaceful.
She didn’t have a mark on her.
But the rule makers, they weren’t satisfied.
They knew it was SIDS,
but they wanted to cut her open.
Take this out.
Analyze that.
That is something I hope you never have to go through.
’Cause you are never gonna get over it.
To think that the government has more of a right
to your own child than you do.
♪ ♪
[baby crying]
- [door opens] - [crying continues]
[sportscast playing quietly over radio]
Well, lookee here.
We might just be on time.
[engine starts]
- You get any sleep? - ADAM: We did.
Eventually.
[chuckles]
You do what I told you?
Yeah. It wasn’t easy though.
I mean, he screamed like crazy.
Jess had to go get earplugs and sleep in the other room.
- [chuckles] - Honestly, I hated it.
It worked though, didn’t it?
Yeah.
What time you guys headed out to the lake?
I told your mother to be ready about 10:00.
- She packed? - You know your mom.
She starts packing a week before.
[laughs]
- You’re one to talk. [laughs] - Me?
Hey, I’m a shorts and flip-flops guy.
You know that. Come on.
Yeah, right. [sighs]
Uniform looks good.
JERRY: We’re getting on the road now.
We should be there in about six hours.
You can, or you can send my bill to the gestapo.
All right. You, too.
Hey, that was Lesley Anne.
She’s gonna let us stay at her place for a while.
For how long?
Just until things with the house get sorted.
[vehicle door closes]
What about my placement test?
- What about it? - I have it on the first.
I don’t know what to tell you.
You’re gonna have to postpone it.
I can’t postpone it.
- You’re gonna have to. - Bullshit!
- You knew this was coming! - Hey!
This is serious!
This ain’t no fucking around now!
♪ ♪
[engine starts]
[Joe sighs]
Now, I know you’re disappointed,
but I need you to be an adult about this.
♪ ♪
[siren chirps]
[siren wailing]
♪ ♪
JOE: Dad?
Dad.
[siren continues wailing]
- [brakes squeak] - [engine shuts off]
♪ ♪
[car door closes in distance]
- What’s the problem, Officer? - Hey, why don’t you stay
- right there for me, okay, sir? - Why was I pulled over?
I need you to stay by your car.
I’d like to know why my travel is being obstructed.
And I will tell you.
But first I need to see your license and registration, okay?
[indistinct police radio chatter]
[vehicle door opens]
- [vehicle door closes] - [Molly whining]
Is this car registered in your name?
This is my car. My son and I are traveling.
Traveling where?
That’s private family business.
We’re traveling in a private capacity.
All right, here’s what I want.
I need you to go over there and wait by your car for me, okay?
[vehicle door opens]
[vehicle door closes]
♪ ♪
[quiet clattering]
What are you doing?
♪ ♪
- Hey, what’s up? - EVERSON: No fucking clue.
Guy doesn’t have a license.
- Handed me these. - [Molly barking]
JERRY: This is about conquering now, right?
We need to conquer.
[Molly continues barking]
[breathing heavily]
[vehicle door opens]
- This is an illegal stop. - ADAM: Sir.
- Sir, get back in the car. - What law did I break?
Get back in the car right now!
- Tell me what law I broke and I’ll comply. - Sir. Sir.
- Now. - You have no warrant!
- You have no probable cause! - Keep talking,
- you’re getting arrested. - For what?
That’s it. All right, hands behind your back.
- You’re under arrest. - No, I’m not!
- You have no jurisdiction! - You’re under arrest!
- [frantic shouting] - [Molly continues barking]
Give me your hands.
- No! - Give me your hand.
Stop resisting!
EVERSON: On the ground!
JERRY: No! No!
- Stop resisting! - [shouts]
- Give me-- give me your arm! - This is assault!
- Stop!
No!
No! You’re assaulting me!
- You’re assaulting! - Get on the ground!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
No!
♪ ♪
[indistinct police radio chatter]
[engine starts]
[tires screech]
♪ ♪
[breathing heavily]
[indistinct police radio chatter]
PATTY: Uh, I thought you turned that off.
That’s not our frequency. Must be Highway Patrol.
DISPATCH [over radio]: All units respond.
Call three to Interstate 40, mile marker 275.
OFFICER: Unit three. Unit three.
State trooper’s down.
PATTY: Oh, God.
OFFICER: Dispatch, en route to I-40. ETA five.
Must be one of Jim Ellis’s guys.
OFFICER: This is one-four. I’m southbound on Rain View.
I’m four minutes out.
DISPATCH: Coming in, one-four.
911 OPERATOR: Dispatch 401, we have someone 911.
Uh, possible officer shot.
275 westbound, sighting confirmed.
- DISPATCH: Has he been shot? - 911 OPERATOR: Officer shot.
- 275 westbound. - DISPATCH 2: Suspects are in
a white Caravan, eastbound.
That’s at 275 mile marker.
OFFICER: Coming down I-40 at mile marker 274.
Preston and Wiler, 275.
Shooting down. Southbound ramp.
Stay in the car. Stay in the car.
♪ ♪
Chief. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Is it Adam? [grunts]
♪ ♪
PATTY: John!
John! [sobs]
Is it Adam?
Please tell me it’s not Adam. Is it...
Wait, I got to go-- [sobbing]
[indistinct screaming]
♪ ♪
JERRY: Get your shirt off.
Here. Put it in here. Put it in here.
Don’t touch anything.
All right.
All right, all right.
Get in there.
Scrub. Scrub. Get under your nails.
Get your forearms.
[shower running]
Okay. Dry off.
Dry off.
Hurry up.
Okay, what-what’d you touch?
Don’t-don’t touch anything else.
Hurry up!
- Hey, hey! - Huh?
- What are you doing? - Well--
- I said get dressed! - I am. I just--
No, you’re not! You’re fucking around!
Well, Molly’s hungry. She hasn’t eaten anything.
- Joe? - There’s, like, not even--
- Joe... - Oh, but she--
- Joe! - Hey, hey!
- Do what I fucking tell you! - [shouting]
Hey!
- JOE: Get off of me! - Joe!
Hey!
♪ ♪
Joe!
- Joe! - Get away from me!
JERRY: Listen to me!
- [crying] - Joe.
- Get away from me. - Listen to me.
- Listen to me! Listen to me! - No! Get off me!
- I need you to calm down! - Let go!
I need you to calm down, all right?
- I need you to be strong. - No! I want to go home!
JERRY: They drew first blood, remember?
JOE: No! I want to go home!
JERRY: They brought this on themselves!
Violence is a violation, remember?!
- I want-- I want Mom! - We need to conquer.
No, we need to conquer now.
[crying]: I want my mom.
[sobbing loudly]
We need to conquer.
I want Mom.
We need to conquer now, son.
♪ ♪
OFFICER WRAY: Patty’s back at the house.
Jess is on the way there now.
Told the guys to stick around
just in case they needed anything.
[indistinct police radio chatter]
We got a statewide APB out for the van, Chief.
We’re gonna get ’em.
[engine starts]
♪ ♪
Meet you back here in five.
JERRY: Let me get four boxes of the nine millimeter
and another four of the .308s.
- [Jerry grunts] - [vehicle doors close]
[engine starts]
[electronic bell chiming]
[siren wailing in distance]
[engine shuts off]
[panting rapidly]
[Joe gasps]
[gun clicking empty]
[gunfire continues]
[panting]
[vehicle approaching]
[Joe shouts]
- [whimpers] - [sirens wailing]
[tires squealing]
[grunting]
[indistinct shouting over police radio]
[tires squealing]
[gunshots]
[gunfire continues]
[whimpering]
[grunting]
- [gunfire continues] - [glass shattering]
♪ ♪
- [glass shattering] - [grunts]
[gunfire stops]
[organ playing "Song of Farewell"]
[sirens continue wailing]
♪ ♪
CHOIR: ♪ May the choirs of angels ♪
♪ Come to greet you ♪
♪ May they speed you to paradise ♪
♪ May the Lord enfold you ♪
♪ In his mercy ♪
♪ May you find ♪
♪ Eternal life ♪
♪ There is one thing I ask of the Lord ♪
♪ That he grant me my heartfelt desire ♪
♪ To dwell in the court of our God ♪
♪ Every day of my life in his presence ♪
♪ May the choirs of angels ♪
♪ Come to greet you ♪
♪ May they speed you to paradise ♪
♪ May the Lord enfold you ♪
♪ In his mercy ♪
♪ May you find ♪
♪ Eternal life. ♪
[somber organ music continues]
[quiet, indistinct chatter]
Thank you.
It means a lot.
[organ music fades]
[sportscast playing indistinctly over TV]
[Jess breathes deeply]
[sobs softly]
[sobbing]
[sniffles, clears throat]
I’m so sorry. I-I’m so sorry.
BOUCHART: Why don’t you get off your feet?
Thank you. [sniffles]
[sportscaster shouting excitedly]
[baby fussing]
[baby crying]
[crying continues]
- [crying continues] - [crickets chirping]
[crying quiets]
Yeah.
[fussing gently]
[fussing stops]
[crickets continue chirping]
♪ ♪
♪ How sweet I roamed ♪
♪ From field to field ♪
♪ Tasted all the summer’s pride ♪
♪ Till I, the prince of love, beheld ♪
♪ Who in the sunny beams did glide ♪
♪ He showed me lilies for my hair ♪
♪ And blushing roses for my brow ♪
♪ He led me through his gardens fair ♪
♪ Where all his golden pleasures grow ♪
♪ With sweet May dews my wings were wet ♪
♪ And Phoebus fired my vocal rage ♪
♪ He caught me in his silken net ♪
♪ And shut me in his golden cage ♪
♪ He loves to sit and hear me sing ♪
♪ Then, laughing, sports and plays with me ♪
♪ Then stretches out my golden wing ♪
♪ And mocks my loss of liberty. ♪
[song ends]
♪ ♪
[music ends]