Hey.
I'm looking for
Mr. Wallace.
He's not here.
You got me. Speak.
You knew I was coming,
didn't you?
Yeah.
To whine
to Mr. Wallace.
This week's check's
60 bucks light, man.
I'm just here
to get what's mine.
Question: think you're pulling
your weight down there, Warner?
Well, my crew say I'm not?
No. I say it.
I see everything you mokes
do and don't do.
That's why you call me
Big Brother.
I'm trying to put a down
payment on a ring, man.
Well, I guess that means
now Connie has time
to find herself a real man.
I thought so.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[♪♪♪]
[COUGHING]
[BANGING ON DOOR]
[SENSOR BEEPING RAPIDLY]
Every man has his price,
Mr. Lightman.
Oh, yeah?
What's mine, then?
A hundred grand?
Why come to me?
MSHA is about to come out
with their report
saying that they found
no evidence of miner error.
As good as saying
the company's to blame
for the death of those men.
Sounds fair.
No. What happened in that mine
was human error.
Or course it was.
Always is.
Bloody humans.
I came up in those mines,
Mr. Lightman.
Twenty years
breaking rocks.
Now, if enough methane gas
builds up down there
one slip of a hammer
sets off a spark
no one stands a chance
in hell.
Now, if the company's
at fault,
I'd be the first one
to admit it.
That is not the case here.
How do you know?
Because I run a safe mine.
You don't know, do you?
I mean, not for sure,
right?
But if I can prove that
the company's not at fault
you get an extra
little something
in your Christmas envelope,
don't you?
[♪♪♪]
♪ Dream
Send me a sign ♪
♪ Turn back the clock
Give me some time ♪
♪ I need to break out
Make a new name ♪
♪ Let's open our eyes
To the brand new day ♪
GILLIAN:
ASAC Dillon.
Dr. Foster.
Nice to see you.
It's, uh, your boss
I'm here to see.
You did get
the memo?
We're no longer on retainer
with the FBI.
And you mean my partner.
Speak to him
after you're done with me.
That's how we vet
our incoming cases.
Your partner got Agent Reynolds
shot and wounded.
How's Ben doing?
Ben is riding a desk.
How do you think
he's doing?
What are you doing here?
Quid pro quo.
You speak Latin now.
Ha.
You wanna hear some more?
Pro bono.
That's what you're gonna charge
the FBI for this case.
Pro bono?
I don't think so.
Well, then we'll drag
Lightman in
to answer some
very tough questions
which will make him wish
that we'd stayed friends.
Okay.
What's he done now?
I can't wait till tomorrow.
What happens
tomorrow?
I get better-looking
every day.
[MEN LAUGHING]
Now you know why they call him
Jimmy the Mouth.
CAL:
Who's dealing?
MAN:
Right.
CAL:
Is this still Texas Hold 'Em,
or are you ready
for a real man's game?
Had enough?
Or do I need to skip
to where he sweeps five large
in dirty money
off the table?
Which, in case
you're not hearing me
I can easily turn into a felony
that won't go away.
Here are those pictures
you asked for, Dr. Lightman.
You don't think
I grieve for my men?
We're sorry for your loss,
Mr. Wallace.
But apart from the picture
of your foreman
the rest aren't miners
killed in that explosion.
They're five random pictures
that we pulled
from the Internet.
Oh, yeah? Who died?
Your friend Dillon from the FBI
is in the conference room
with a video of you
playing cards with criminals.
Me?
Jimmy the Mouth.
I'll take care
of the FBI.
All you do is
antagonize them, Cal.
That's never gonna get them
to leave us alone.
What this requires
is a woman's touch.
Get lost.
Torres, I need you.
Jimmy the Mouth made a mess.
And he was
just leaving.
What's that all about?
I...
...was never here.
Dr. Lightman's
not in the office.
Still out playing cards
with criminals?
That doesn't mean
he is a criminal.
So why don't we focus
on what you're really here for.
You wanna use Dr. Lightman
against the men in that game.
[ORGAN MUSIC PLAYING]
Here you go, Carl.
Who's that one?
MAN:
Name is Brian Warner.
He's a timberman.
He builds supports
in the mine as they dig.
One of the best
I've ever seen.
It's 9 in the morning,
and he's already drunk.
This is Mr. Lightman from D.C.,
I was telling you about.
Old Times.
Oh, yeah?
Guess because I look so young.
Oh, right.
I was Big Brother's
assistant foreman.
Taught him everything
he knows.
Big Brother?
Eyes in the back
of his head, did he?
Yeah. Except this time.
That's Hoodak.
He's an engineer.
Angry sober, angry drunk.
It runs in the family.
He blames you
for the explosion, mate.
Face of the company.
Comes with the territory.
Well, racism's alive and kicking
in Hopper's River, I see.
OLD TIMES:
That's Darryl.
He's part of the crew too.
[CLEARS THROAT]
Six men went underground
on Monday.
Today, we mourn their passing.
First and foremost,
we'd like to mourn
our foreman, Bill Jones.
We all called him Big Brother
because that's what he was
to all of us.
This one's so full of it,
it's coming out of his ears.
SULLY:
He was tough
but he always had our backs.
CAL:
And everyone here knows it.
What do you expect
with his family here, huh?
I would expect
the man eulogizing him
to at least
try to hide his contempt.
Let's all, uh, bow our heads
in a moment of silence.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING AND
COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING QUIETLY]
Oi, oi.
It was a very touching eulogy.
I was moved.
Who the hell are you?
I'm sorry about
your foreman in there.
You're with Wallace.
Yeah, he's sorry too.
Heh.
And for the other five men
that got killed with him.
What, you leaving so soon?
He's only just racked them up.
Nature calls.
You know,
I'm gonna find out
what happened down in that mine
that makes you so ashamed.
I'm kind of a pain
in the ass that way.
Being a miner's not a question
of if you're gonna get hurt,
just when.
Really?
So how's it work, then?
All right, six of you
get killed altogether
and you knock back
a few pints
put it down to
"accidents will happen"?
Is that how it goes, eh?
WOMAN:
You're not welcome
in this bar, Wallace.
MAN:
Yeah, get him.
You got some nerve
coming in here.
Connie, I'm here to pay my
respects like everyone else.
Connie,
it's all right.
My kid cousin Joey was killed
in that explosion.
Don't you dare tell me
it's all right, Sully.
He was just a canary.
Eighteen years old.
His first week
down your damn mine.
Hold on.
We don't want any trouble,
Mr. Wallace.
Hey, hey, hey.
MAN:
What are you doing?
[ALL SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]
Back off.
You ain't gonna use it.
Try me. Try me.
[♪♪♪]
Who the hell are you?
He's with me.
Here, give me that.
It's all good.
The sheriff's outside.
I want everyone out
except for you four, all right?
And him. The rest of you
leave, all right?
This is our bar, not your mine,
Wallace.
Either you answer
his questions in here,
or the sheriff's outside.
All right. Well, nature calls.
Did Foster tell you
to follow me here?
No, that was all my idea.
Think what you did out there is
clever, do you?
You mean, as opposed to
what you were about to do
with that bottle?
Back off, cobra.
Right. Sorry.
Four miners,
all on the same crew.
How do you
know that?
They've probably known each
other since they were kids.
And now they count on each other
for their lives every day.
So John, Paul, George
and Ringo have a secret.
We identify
the weakest link.
What would I do without you,
Loker? Hmm?
Meet Joseph Hench,
also known as Bruzzi by his
foot soldiers back in Boston.
Nice eyes,
for a guy with henchmen.
He ordered
the gangland shootings
of seven rivals
and a federal judge.
Allegedly.
All the same,
he's on your most wanted list.
He's at the top
of the list.
Um, bring up the poker game.
That's him.
What if Lightman
can't help?
The arrest of every person
at this poker game
is the next step.
By the next step,
you mean Lightman?
I'm not letting you near
Lightman, so forget that.
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING QUIETLY]
Let me guess.
No soul?
Hey, Paul. Over here.
Yeah, you, over here, mate.
The name is Brian,
not Paul.
Oh, really?
Really.
You guys don't
belong here, man.
You belong behind bars for what
happened in that mine, mate.
Is she single?
Oh, I'm sorry. You and her, eh?
Say no more.
We don't take plastic,
and it's peanuts or nothing.
Right.
You two make a handsome couple.
Does he always
drink like this,
or is it just
since the accident?
What did he tell you
about what happened
down in that mine, then?
Oh, that much.
That's a bit careless, Bri.
Make that your last one,
Brian.
I didn't tell anybody anything.
Anything about what, babe?
About who killed your kid cousin
and his mates.
I don't know
what you're talking about.
About how Big Brother
had it coming.
He's trying to mess
with your head, sweetie.
You take it from me, you've
told me more than you realize.
You should back up out of my
face before you get really hurt.
You sure about that, are you?
Yeah.
We okay here?
CAL:
Oh, yeah.
He's about to throw up,
though.
And it's not the drink,
it's the nerves.
Right.
I think I'll take them
peanuts now, darling.
So how long
you guys known each other?
Long enough.
First question's free.
Next one costs you.
You two idiots start a shift
in less than an hour.
Take a hike.
Go.
What have you got in
your pocket, huh? A gun?
Don't push it,
son.
For your own good.
It's not a gun, is it?
[LAUGHS]
A little advice, son?
Go home before you get hurt.
I told the FBI agent,
uh, Dillon,
no one knows each other
outside of card game.
No one digs nose
into each other's business.
High stakes poker.
That's it.
Everyone has good time.
Are those hair plugs?
Are those, uh, fake breasts?
Well, he's deflecting
about the doll hair.
But everything else
he's saying is true.
You didn't just stumble
into the poker game.
You were invited.
By whom?
This is him.
The guy who invited me.
What about this guy?
Who's he?
Ah, Jimmy the Mouth.
Ha-ha-ha.
Funny, funny guy.
Ha-ha-ha.
So if everybody is invited,
who invited him?
Wheels.
His name is Wheels.
How you doing, Connie?
You all right?
Yeah?
Nor is Brian.
The secret of how those
men died is killing him.
And the others,
they can smell his fear.
Souvenir?
Where you going?
CAL:
Where you think I'm going?
I'm going to work.
[MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]
Hey.
Got a new canary for you.
Tweet.
Where's your engineer,
then?
Hoodak?
He saw a rabbit.
Let me guess.
Bunnies bring bad luck, right?
Who knows?
Point is, we cut him a break.
Last thing you want is
someone who had too much
to drink, right?
You got that right.
But you let him down here.
And he's had a skinfull.
Can't do squat
without your timberman.
You cold, Brian?
No, it's the draft from
the methane extractor fans.
Don't worry, I'll live.
Oh, yeah?
[♪♪♪]
Right.
The engineer stayed up
top for a reason.
Connie. She knows this crew's
involved in the explosion.
Brian told her.
So Hoodak's up there
to silence Connie.
You still here,
college boy?
Aww.
Maybe he saw an
itty-bitty bunny too.
Just pour it and shut up,
Connie.
I want you to turn
the fans off in this shaft.
I want a methane buildup.
Do you have any idea
how dangerous it is down here?
While you're at it,
stand the sheriffs and
the emergency services by.
[SIGHS]
And trust me.
Save your respirator
till the last moment.
It'll give you one hour
before you have to get out.
That's all the air
you'll have.
All right.
But you're gonna turn the fans
on again in an hour, right?
Yeah.
Right, then.
This is your last, Hoodak.
Drink up, go home,
sleep it off.
Hey.
Why did your boss
go down that mine?
Well,
he operates on the premise that
a predator has most success
striking where its prey
feels most at home.
CAL:
Hey.
So is that safe, then?
No, it's not.
Nothing's safe down here.
So one spark, right,
and good night, nurse.
Perfect crime, eh?
If there was a methane buildup,
you should ask the people
that run this place why
they keep shutting the fans off.
So Big Brother
was the face of everything you
resent about management, right?
I didn't kill him.
The company did.
Yeah.
The company did.
Yo, Bri. Need those timbers
down shaft yesterday, bro.
I'm sorry. I'm on it.
So...
...did you resent Big Brother
as much as he did?
Oh, worse.
Oh, strong silent type.
I can work with that.
DARRYL:
The more we talk,
the colder America gets,
yellow bird.
Go ahead, kid.
Oof.
What's this?
Pickpocket son of a bitch.
It's part of a door handle.
What is this?
Blast damage?
Coal dust in the grooves. It's
been sawed off or something.
I'm thinking some time
before the explosion.
Where's Hoodak?
He must've went home
already.
You wanna check
on that?
What's this?
Maybe we'll find one of
your foreman's teeth in here.
Mining is dangerous work.
Big Brother knew the risk.
Him and, what, five others?
You should know the risk too.
That's why you all gotta
trust each other
down here completely, right?
Because your lives
depend on it.
No matter what.
Even though you know what they
really think about you.
Down here,
we all the same color.
Oh, nice try.
Our brotherhood's stronger
than whatever B.S.
you're trying to spin.
What, the same brotherhood
that got six men killed?
You're not leaving here until
you tell me how you got this.
It's the handle
from the tool room.
When the feds
from Mine Safety
were sifting through
the rubble, I saw it.
You stole evidence?
You don't know nothing, kid,
so just keep it in your pants.
WALLACE:
So your men
just locked Big Brother in there
and left him to die.
It was a prank. A stupid prank.
Nobody was meant to get killed.
They just wanted to teach that
bullheaded bastard a lesson.
A lesson? How do you know that?
You wanna kill somebody in a
mine, you take a hammer to them
and you bury them in a wall.
They locked him
in the tool room.
He panicked.
Because of the
methane buildup.
Because he wasn't
running the fans.
Saving the company money
is what got him killed.
Well, him and those other five.
You and I need to talk
to the sheriff.
Let's go.
I used to think you lot were
a really tight crew, you know?
Till about a minute ago.
What's worse when operating
machinery down a mine?
Too much alcohol,
or living a lie?
Because it is hard,
if not impossible,
to work like that
and lie at the same time.
Well,
that's real interesting.
Just saying.
You didn't mean to kill
all six men, did you?
Eh?
Just the foreman.
You told him.
No, no.
I told you to stop.
Digging ain't your game.
Look, he didn't tell me
a thing.
All right? If he'd have
blabbed to me up top
you think
I'd be down here
playing silly buggers
with you two?
[SENSOR BEEPING]
Damn methane meter's
in the red.
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
what are you doing?
You're gonna get us
all killed.
Right. Well, look at them.
Look at them.
You think they're gonna let us
out of here alive now?
You wouldn't do that.
Try me.
[♪♪♪]
He took the flint out.
He's bluffing.
You really wanna
take that chance, do you?
[GRUNTING]
BRIAN:
What the hell are you doing?
This gas is nasty.
Wouldn't wanna make
a spark now, do we?
Would you give me that,
you psycho?
Something like this happen
with Big Brother?
Just put the shovel down.
We'll talk.
You didn't turn off those fans
that morning.
Only management can do that.
The methane buildup
was an accident, all right?
They just meant to put
the fear of God
into Big Brother
a little bit, all right?
Just scare him, that's all.
Wait, wait.
Oh, go on, then.
Run after them.
See if they'll let you out
of here alive now.
Look, they came to the mine
before the dawn shift.
All they wanted to do
was mess with the handle
before Big Brother came down
to do his check. That's all.
Where were you?
I was with Connie.
Big Brother had docked
some of my pay.
I figured, what the hell,
screw him.
Look, when I heard
the mine blew,
I didn't know what to think.
Oh, you knew, all right.
You just didn't wanna believe
your crew could do
something like that, did you?
Did you tell Connie?
You put her in danger.
You wanna do something
about that, do you?
What did you do to this guy?
That wasn't us.
That was his bookie.
Mr. Wheels here
is a degenerate gambler.
Your name Wheels?
Your name Legs?
Gillian Foster.
Johnny Carl.
And there I was, thinking
I could feel nothing
below the waist.
Thank you.
[CLEARS THROAT]
How did you
end up in the chair?
I got bit by a shark.
The kind that makes bad loans.
Two in the spine.
They don't kill guys like me.
A dead man
can't pay his debts.
You know a friend of mine.
Jimmy the Mouth.
Jimmy's a friend of yours?
I always knew
he was a classy guy.
I wouldn't go that far.
Hey. That's a friend of mine
you're talking about.
Fascinating. You're defending
his honor. Jimmy the Mouth.
He really a friend of yours?
What do you
owe?
None of your
business.
That personal?
Worked those card games,
him and me.
Him and me?
Like you're brothers?
Eh.
He looks different here.
Help me help him, Johnny.
Jimmy bummed a smoke off of me
on a subway platform last year.
He doesn't smoke.
Let's just say
I was waiting for the train,
but I wasn't gonna get on it.
You were going to
kill yourself.
Thank you, Agent Dillon.
I've got this.
Jimmy saw it.
I don't know how.
Guy's a magician.
He turns
red to black.
He got me out of debt
right at that card table.
Where's the next card
game gonna be?
It's a floating game,
but I didn't say that.
You didn't have to.
[GRUNTING]
CONNIE:
Put the gun down, Hoodak.
I mean, how long
we known each other?
Since we were kids, right?
You don't wanna kill me.
Shut up, Connie!
Who put you up to this?
Sully?
I know that Brian told you.
I swear
he didn't tell me anything.
HOODAK:
That explosion
was an accident.
I believe you, okay? Just--
Just put down the gun, okay?
I wish I could, Connie.
[GRUNTING]
Stay down.
Hey, where are you going?
Where are you going?
I give you this,
and we're even.
If Hench is there,
we'll take him down
then Lightman
gets off the hook.
If Hench is there,
you lose our number.
For good.
Your word.
Yeah, okay.
Somebody turned
the fans back on.
I knew it.
You wanna talk some more.
That hammer's what,
800 pounds of force, right?
Shut up.
No, so if it's a chest shot
that's what's messy.
Cracked ribs
and punctured lung, drowning in
your own blood type of thing.
But if it's a head shot,
much cleaner.
But, I mean, what's a bit of
brain matter between men?
You done?
You don't wanna do this,
do you?
But if you do do it
you should at least know what
it is that you're about to do.
Six men dead already.
How many more
can you live with?
Yeah.
Yeah, give me that.
Shift's over.
What the hell
is going on here?
This ain't who we are, bro.
Oh, it's exactly who he is.
He's a bloody racist, that one.
And you know it.
See, this is what happens,
Sully
when you send a boy
to do a man's job.
Ain't that the truth.
[GRUNTS]
Well, he brought a knife
to a fistfight.
That will learn him.
Oi.
Where's Connie?
She just ran out of here
with a gun.
I called the cops.
She's gone to speak
for her dead cousin.
Looks like this is your canary
come home to roost, mate.
Baby,
what are you doing?
He's the one
who did this.
To all of us.
Men like Old Times,
with black lung.
Brian's crew dealing
with bastards like Big Brother,
day in, day out.
You're responsible!
Darling, if you've come here
for a true confession,
a gun's not the way.
All right, answer her.
Answer her, Wallace, anyway.
As far as legal liability
is concerned--
No, properly! Like a man!
The truth is,
we can't dig the stuff out
of the ground fast enough.
That's not an excuse,
Wallace
for the conditions
we're working, you know it.
You beat the drum,
Big Brother cracked the whip.
Listen to me, okay?
Your cousin, all of them...
I'm sorry.
I am so sorry,
and I promise you,
I will do everything I can
to make it right.
Right. Well,
for your information, love,
he means that bit.
Right, Wallace,
here's what you have to do.
You let the accident
report stand
and the company
takes the blame.
And they pay the damages
in full.
It's untrue. It's untrue.
I should just let her
shoot you, mate.
[GUN COCKS]
Okay, okay, okay.
All right.
Once they fire me,
and they will
things will just go back
to the way they've been
with a new Big Brother
and a new me.
And that's how it'll be
until all that coal is gone.
And there I was thinking
I was saving the world, mate.
Let me
have it.
[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]
Thank you.
I'm not much of a whiskey
drinker, but this is smooth.
Fifty-year-old malt.
Did you steal this
from Lightman's stash?
[LAUGHS]
Hmm.
You did. Ha-ha-ha.
Up yours.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
All right.
You deserve it, though.
You saved his ass today.
It's force of habit.
What makes this time
any different?
Well, this time,
he actually noticed.
You know, when I told him that
I was gonna get rid of the FBI
once and for all,
he said thank you.
He actually said that?
Less talk.
More drink.
[AL HIBBLER'S "THIS LOVE OF
MINE" PLAYING IN DISTANCE]
♪ This love of mine ♪
♪ Goes on and on ♪
♪ Though life is empty ♪
♪ Since you have gone ♪
♪ You're always on my mind ♪
Oi, oi.
[CAR HORNS HONKING
IN DISTANCE]
Hi.
You know, I never realized
there were so many stars.
There aren't.
That's my very expensive
Scotch talking.
Oh, what's mine is mine.
Render unto Caesar,
you know, and all that.
Loker's earned
his stripes finally.
The FBI,
they won't be back.
That Scotch was a gift
from a very grateful client.
Johnny Wheels was a client?
You have had a good day,
haven't you?
And you're gonna
thank me for it.
[GILLIAN LAUGHS]
You're gonna say thank you,
and I'm gonna stand here
until you do.
[GIGGLING]
I'm waiting. Heh.
Thank you for cleaning up
my mess, Gillian.
I can't wait until tomorrow.
Why? What's tomorrow?
I get better-looking
every day.
♪ This love of mine ♪
[♪♪♪]