Put it back in your pocket and never show it to anybody.
Just put it all out of your mind. I'll take care of it.
Heard about your run-in with Chloe the other night.
She told Chloe if she wasn't careful, she'd shut her mouth for her.
The only time you are standing with anyone other than yourself
is when you are screwing them up against the wall.
[crowd claps]
...Karma can be a motherfucker! You... Are you recording me?
- [Sue] Yes, Grace, I am. - Fuck you, you stupid...
[Steve] Is any of this connected?
[Sue] We just have to keep looking.
[doorbell rings]
I'm assuming you know about Nell McKenna's husband.
I didn't have anything to do with her husband's death.
I never met him.
[Angela] Did Liam McKenna know about you and his wife?
[Marta] He thought we were platonic.
[Grace] Hey!
Ten minutes, then I gotta lock up.
[Claudian] You said you believe you had a water test done in 2008.
We did have it and it was clean.
[Claudia] If you did, where is it?
[woman] We don't know.
Woo!
Cynthia has so many great qualities. She's so sweet it almost kills me.
Vic, if you ever want to talk about any of this stuff, feel free to reach out.
Things with Vic have actually been pretty good these last few days.
This guy's a class A fucking psychopath.
Do you know who these dead people are?
What does that matter?
Then I'm gonna need more proof.
Billy, wake up! [crying]
[wrench clatters]
What happened? What happened?
[gentle music playing]
I'm beginning to think this was all a ruse.
How's that?
There's no deer out in these woods.
You just wanted the pleasure of my company.
[chuckles] Well, we did have a great time last night.
Grace really took a liking to you.
You thinkin' of gettin' hitched?
It's... complicated.
I'd lock that down as soon as I could, if I were you.
Glad you think so.
The other thing is... she doesn't always understand
some of the things you have to do when you wear a badge.
Few of them do.
Need to make things right, no matter the cost.
Put away the bad man.
Or if the system won't do it, put a bad man down.
[Walker whispers] There we go...
[gun clicks]
- You're welcome. - Shit.
[Lee] Take a seat.
What the hell is this? And what's going on?
I think you know what it is.
Why were you standing over me, clutching it in the middle of the night?
I didn't even know I was.
I wasn't awake.
It's still fucked up, Billy.
Can you imagine waking up to something like that...
to the person you love, to the person you fall asleep with every night...
standing over you holding that thing? Thank God Isaac ran in!
I'm sorry, Lee.
But why is it still here? Why is it in this house?
Isaac, you carried that thing around with you halfway across the country for weeks!
And then, when I came home, I tried to turn myself in,
but Harris wouldn't listen.
So, why keep it?
Maybe it's a reminder of what I'm capable of.
Then, why did he have it?
I guess having it... taking care of it... keeping it near...
It's been like...
Like what?
I don't know, like a penance.
A penance? Since when did you become so Catholic?
Okay.
Let me be crystal clear.
You did what you did, with this, to protect Billy.
And you spent the next month in that miserable place
and you stayed silent to protect Isaac.
We both made a choice to protect Isaac.
Good or bad, that was our choice.
Things will never be okay between us, all of us,
until we put this behind us.
We need to agree to that right here and now.
I hope you remember this day and what you took from my son
'cause karma can be a motherfucker, you... Are you recording me?
- [Sue] Yes, Grace... - Fuck you, you stupid...
The altercation shows history and possible intent.
I think that's probable cause to search the property
and retrieve the weapon I witnessed being fired.
There's a higher standard at play here.
Higher than probably cause?
Higher standard for you. You got a lot of history with Del Harris.
And now, you want to search his property. How's that gonna look?
Why don't you let me worry about that.
- No. - No?
Ask my secretary to forward you the name of a good hearing aide company.
Thank you for your time, Judge.
That's it, you're... You're gonna ignore evidence?
Evidence of what? A spat between two women that don't like each other?
Have you looked at anyone else? How many have Sue Herlitz sent to prison?
And what about our new District Attorney Elect?
That Gossage character who may have squeaked out
the narrowest of victories against a dead woman?
Our new DA was at an overnight church event.
If targeting Grace Poe and Del Harris is the extent of your police work,
you need to step up your game.
Frank, can you show Chief Park the way out?
Appreciate you leaving me out on a limb.
I happen to agree with the judge.
Tell me why Del went slinking back to Pittsburgh.
He was involved in West Virginia and he knows I'm gonna prove it.
Listen to me, Chief. For us in this town, shit hits different.
They expect us to fail.
Comes with the territory.
If you can't handle it, give the job to someone else.
Hey. Do me a solid, snap a good one.
Show the boys what they're missing.
You got it. Just know I'm not sharing any tenderloin with those shmageggies.
Who said I'm sharing it. I'm the one bagged this bandit.
Thumbs up, huh?
Yeah, old habit. First time was in Basrah.
Hit a sniper that was dropping our boys from the rooftops all week.
Took a Polaroid just to prove to myself he was finally done.
Became a thing we did, a personal trophy. Proof that we were winning.
Then got home, had to get rid of 'em all. Nobody wanted to see that kind of thing.
Yeah. Kinda like that?
Who is it?
He's not a mujahideen, if that's what you're asking.
Dope dealer who got retired by some rivals on the north side.
That was the official story, anyway.
The unofficial story?
You're lookin' at it.
Nice. Brotherhood?
Brotherhood.
[phone rings]
[Harris] Speak of the devil.
Nope.
You don't want to talk to mama?
Oh, fuck him, inscrutable bitch.
You guys have a disagreement?
I found an old one.
Who we talkin' about?
Banger named Ramirez. Every witness against him disappeared.
Then he disappears. Six years ago.
This past fall he comes crawling back home.
You sure it's him?
Does it look like I'm sure?
Are you sure he's not gonna go Elvis on us?
My source assures me he's proudly staying put,
hunkered down in Homewood. It's like he's putting it in our face.
Sounds like an easy mission.
Well, tell that to Fisher.
Poker night's comin' up. Make the proposal. I'll back ya.
You serious?
Do I look like I'm serious?
Pitch it around the table, I'll back you all the way.
["Try Again" by Big Star] ♪ Lord, I've been tryin' ♪
♪ To be understood ♪
♪ And Lord, I've been trying ♪
♪ To do as you would ♪
♪ But each time ♪
♪ It gets a little harder ♪
♪ I feel the pain ♪
♪ But I'll try again ♪
Um, $37.74.
Yeah, hold on...
I'm sure I had some cash in here.
All right, forget it. [clears throat]
- [sighs] Declined. - [machine beeps]
What?
It might be the machine, let me try it again.
- [machine beeps] - Declined.
Just give me that.
- You can just leave the stuff... - No, I'll be back.
- Allow me. - No. Oh, no, don't do that. No-no-no.
I just have to go back to my cabin. I left the cash on the kitchen table.
Please, Ms. Poe. Or it's Grace, right? Can I call you Grace?
Who are you?
Oh, sorry, Russell Wolff. Landwill Energy.
Consider it a short-term loan. At least until your gas royalties land.
You, uh, you made quite the impression at the town hall the other night.
We've had a run of people who signed contracts with Landwill,
they, uh, they said they liked what you had to say.
Oh. Well, good for them. Good for Landwill.
Maybe it can be good for you, too.
How'd you like to make a little extra scratch?
At least until the checks start coming in.
I'm listening.
Well, all you have to do is talk to people,
tell 'em about the benefits of working with Landwill.
You just start with your friends.
If one of them winds up signing a lease, that's great.
Even if they don't, we'll still pay you. How's that sound?
So, I'd be like a sales rep?
Yeah, sales rep, community envoy, ambassador.
Ambassador is a fancy word to use in a parking lot.
Call it what you wish.
Okay, I'm in.
Maybe get one of those jackets.
[laughs]
[birds calling]
[switchblade rings]
[scraping]
[Harris] Didn't know you were an arborist.
My job, Del, I'm doin' my job.
Without a warrant?
[footsteps approach]
You got your phone with you, Honey?
Want me to call the Sheriff?
I want you to turn on your camera and record this.
Put your knife away, Chief. Walk back to your cruiser.
You're trespassing on private property.
Time to find a new hobby, friend.
Anything other than creeping around my cabin.
Smile, weirdo.
What's with him?
Ah, nothing. Just a pain in the ass.
He'll eventually get what's coming to him.
[breathing heavily]
[grunts, groaning]
[exhales]
[construction sounds]
[suspenseful music]
Enough tenderloin in there to last you through the winter.
Woo! [chuckles]
You can come back anytime. You got the landline to the cabin.
And my cell phone's on there, too.
Harris, is your girl flirting with me?
I'm not a girl. I'm a grown-ass woman,
and if I were flirting with you, you'd know it.
[Harris] She speaks the brutal truth.
Seriously, thank you both for a good weekend.
Maybe we can do it again sometime. I'd love for you to meet Cynthia.
That'd be great.
Thank you! Pleasure!
[Grace] You got him, Del.
Yeah, hopefully he'll spill at the next poker game.
What does that mean?
Then we got 'em, all of 'em.
Hey. Thank you for this.
[car starts]
What's wrong?
Deluca thinks people won't tolerate mistakes from me.
All they see is a Korean guy in a monkey suit if I fuck up.
Only proves them right.
Do you believe that?
I know people keep questioning whether or not I can fill Harris's shoes.
And you know this how?
They're not his shoes. They belong to you.
Newly issued.
Fresh and clean.
You run this town. You're the king.
["Mystifies Me" by Son Volt playing on stereo]
[Walker speaking to self]
You're home.
What are you doing?
Doing seared venison steaks.
Undoing being an asshole to you.
Sit.
Wow.
[Walker chuckles] Oh, yeah.
[Cynthia] Mm...
Be honest. I can take it.
[chuckles softly]
You hate it.
It's excellent.
- Excellent, but... - But nothing.
You... [exhales]
You seem far away.
It's work.
The bombing case, I just, I feel... I feel out of...
Look, please don't be far away. Not now.
[quietly] No, this is all really nice.
[exhales]
Hey.
What can I do?
[scoffs] What do you mean?
To show you how wrong I was.
Nothing. You don't have to do anything.
Vic...
Hey...
Hey.
Vic.
Vic... hey.
Whatever you're about to do, please...
This is how much I love you, Cynthia.
- [gun ratchets] - Ow!
[gasping] Oh, my God!
God!
Aah! God!
Yes, we're good to go.
Walker's gonna pitch and I'm gonna strongly second.
- When? - [Harris] Poker.
[Dordt] You think Fisher'll bite?
Uh, he'll fight it, but the other's will smell blood.
They'll back us. Voice vote, all on tape.
- [Dordt] That's what we need. - [phone rings]
Conspiracy and solicitation of murder.
I gotta go, I got another call. Don't worry, we're gonna put this to bed.
[phone ringing]
- Hey. - [Angela]Thought I'd hear from you by now.
You being a responsible, fully-formed adult with a murder case on your desk.
Apologies, my personal life caught up to me.
I'll make it up to you, I promise. What's up?
Bolt's been rattling my cage on McKenna. Remember Nell McKenna,
the woman who's sitting on the answers we need?
- [Harris] I remember. - Well, that's a relief.
Think we can put her in the hot seat at some point in the next 12 hours?
- I'll see you first thing. - [microwave beeps]
Okay.
[Dennis groans]
[groans]
[tractor banging]
[exhales, groans]
[phone ringing]
- [Virgil] Yeah? - Virg?
[Virgil] Hey, what the fuck, pal? You forget your name again?
Rhymes with Venice? Which is an Italian country known for its pizza and ice cream?
Venice is a city, gerbil brain. Is Snarly open?
These Landwill trucks are louder than my bitch mother.
Like a drill in my brain.
[Virgil] It's six in the morning, D-Train. You okay, buddy?
Yeah. I got beer here.
[Virgil] Okay, I'll cancel the amber alert. Later.
- [coughs] - [opens can]
[guzzling]
It's not illegal to get in your own car.
Just as the police are approaching the door?
With an overstuffed overnight bag in the back seat?
Why didn't you disclose your extra-marital relationship with Marta Canter?
Do not answer that.
It's none of your business.
What about Liam? Was it his business?
Do not answer. Do you have a point here,
or do you plan to pin a scarlet letter on my client and arrest her for adultery?
Why were you running away?
If you know something about your husband's death, now is the time to talk.
Not a word.
My relationship with my husband wasn't perfect.
But I didn't kill him.
You say "my husband," you don't say "Liam."
Who's this?
We got the footage off your neighbor's camera.
I don't know.
Obviously, you had some reaction.
I couldn't tell what I was even looking at. And then, I understood.
This is the person who killed Liam.
How should I react?
Who is he?
[Attorney] My client already said she doesn't know.
It's pretty obvious you don't either.
May we?
[country music playing]
Hey. William Poe.
Sergeant James.
Nice to meet you.
Thinkin' about joining in?
Yes, sir.
Let's see what you can do.
Pushups? All right.
You don't buy her denial on the delivery man.
I learned two things a long time ago.
One, there's no such thing as a coincidence. Two...
- Everybody lies. - You heard that too.
Mm-hmm. So, you think she's lying about the guy in the photo?
She's lying about something. You saw it yourself.
How far back did we go on the surveillance tapes?
They scrubbed through every minute of the last three weeks.
I'm gonna task Cynthia to go through it again,
frame by frame, look for any interaction with anyone at all.
See what she comes up with.
Sounds good. I'll meet up with you later.
[Angela] Where are you going?
- I'm gonna be late for a thing. - [Angela] What's a thing?
I assure you, it's personal.
- Like medical personal? - Yeah, something like that.
So mysterious! Bye.
[overlapping chatter]
[Harris] Sorry I'm late.
That's okay. I ordered us both the same thing.
Not exactly.
Trying to say something about my cholesterol?
I took a guess. [chuckles]
Well, you guessed right. Thank you.
I got a call from the monument company.
Your father's headstone's due for delivery in a couple days.
Will you come to the cemetery when we place it?
Of course.
Hey, I heard Grace signed with Landwill.
Isaac told me they started drilling on her land.
Yeah, I think she's pretty excited about having some potential soft income.
Not that any income is soft, these days.
Is it hard? Being away so much?
What exactly are you asking?
I mean, she's in Buell, you're here.
Sorry. This isn't my business.
No, it's all right. Um, to be honest, the space has been good for me.
Needed a little time to, you know, think things through. Now...
I'm not claiming anything as grandiose as wisdom here,
but as I get longer in the tooth, I come to realize
that you can want something pretty badly and be scared of it at the same time.
You okay?
No. I just...
There's this case at work and I feel like my firm is on the wrong side of it.
And the more digging I do, the weirder it is.
Missing files, stuff that doesn't track.
I know I'm so low on the totem pole, that I should just keep my head down.
But I can't stop thinking.
Thinking what?
What if I spoke up?
Okay, if you're gonna do that,
you gotta think long and hard about the repercussions.
If you say screw it and decide to do it anyway,
you gotta be smart.
Smarter than the people that you work for, that's for sure.
And smarter than the people they work for too.
So, basically, what you're saying is, don't get caught.
Basically. But you know this. And honestly...
fuck my cholesterol. [crunches]
- [cartoons on TV] - Help!
[tractors outside grinding]
When I said hurry up, I didn't mean that.
Haha!
This goddamn noise... it's like a drill in my brain.
You did this. You did this.
You fucking did this.
They're scattered fucking everywhere.
All God's creatures are scattered. Can't hunt 'em.
They're scattered 'cause of you.
- Whoa-whoa-whoa! - You? You?!
It's in your brain. You did this. Hear that drill?
It's in your brain. You did this!
Please, don't.
[gunshots]
[Dennis] Fucking hell! [groans]
Ow. Fuck.
[worker] Let's go, let's go!
It doesn't seem to be personal.
You were just in the wrong place at the right time.
You okay, son?
I'm okay. I'm all right.
There's a first aid kit in the trailer.
In the future, I wouldn't advise engaging with an armed individual,
even if you do take a man down like a linebacker.
It's, uh, pure instinct, I guess. I won't do that again.
Uh-huh.
[lock clicks]
I'm okay.
[buckle jingles]
[phone rings]
Detective Walker.
[Fisher] You haven't been picking up your cell, detective.
Did you call? I shut that thing down on my days off.
[Fisher] I need you to bring me your girlfriend's cellphone.
Really?
[Fisher] Really, yes. And bring yours, too.
[call ends]
Hey.
I need your phone.
What... why?
Just put it on the desk and go back to what you're doing.
- Cynthia. - [snaps fingers]
What's going on?
Come on, Vic, the less you bullshit me, the faster we can take care of business.
Tell me you scrubbed these, so we can move on.
It was just some personal shit between me and Cynthia. It's no problem.
Oh, it's a problem.
Or did you not see what she sent Angela?
That fucking bitch!
Hey, calm down. We got this.
If you're straight with me, we'll figure it out together.
Let's go someplace we can talk. What's that dive up off 51?
The Fox Hole.
[Fisher] That's it.
[Harris] What do you want, Walker? Three? Three for Walker.
How 'bout you, Mike? Orr folds. That leaves you, Fisher.
Two for Fisher. Take two, myself.
What's that, Vic? Ramirez? Yeah, I heard about him.
You found him where?
I can't believe he had the balls to come back here.
If you don't do it, I'm gonna do it myself.
You can owe me one, Fisher.
Walker gets full credit, he's the one who dug him up.
Thank me later.
Okay... [chuckles] I call.
Stick your finger up the wrong person's ass?
[chuckles] You know, people actually do that.
You don't say.
Yeah, it's fun.
The good thing about having a busted finger?
I have a feeling you're gonna tell me, regardless.
The good thing is, you got nine more that work just fine.
What happened to your finger anyway?
Ah, it's just a hunting accident. Rifle jammed.
Or maybe you broke it hitting something. Or somebody?
Push comes to shove...
I'm sure you'll do whatever it takes to keep your lady in her place, right?
I can handle Cynthia.
It's getting crowded in here.
Come on.
Look, uh... I know I fucked up.
But I'm gonna fix it.
It's not her I'm worried about.
Burgos?
She's got a lot of information that she's not meant to have.
She's a good fucking cop. Knows how to look into things.
We can't afford any loose ends. Not a single one.
Walk with me.
Give me a sec. Uh, I need to take a piss.
Hey, you. Um...
Call me. Name's Vic. Rhymes with...
Nova Scotia.
[chuckles] Thanks.
[lighter clicks]
[overlapping chatter]
I saw Del Harris in the city today. He said Dad's headstone is ready.
We can do the placement in a couple of days.
Think you can a few hours off work and be there?
If you want me there, I'll be there.
I do.
Then I'll ask for the time off.
This is more like it, right?
Time to celebrate our break with the past.
Woo!
It's a little loud, no?
You thought they were gonna play merengue?
I guess I prefer bars that don't look like crime scenes.
It's good to step out of your comfort zone a little.
You'd hate the gay bars. Imagine this plus tons of ass-less pants.
What are ass-less pants?
Pants without asses.
Why wouldn't you want your pants to have an ass?
I think the phrase that comes to mind is easy access.
Listen, Billy, don't be mad. I should head to the office.
What?! No, we just got here.
You scared your sister away with all your weird butt sex references.
No, that's not it. I mean, it is a little much here.
Stay and have a good time.
I'll drop you off and then come back here. Okay with you?
Yeah, sure.
Ah!
Got a match on a murder weapon.
You're kidding me.
Gun matches the bullet that killed Chloe Tatlock.
[laughs] That's incredible.
[Deluca] Don't celebrate just yet.
Weapon's a negative for the one in the Herlitz case.
The homicides are not linked by the murder weapon.
- But it's a match to Chloe. - Mm-hmm.
What did you say to Paronne to get Grace's gun?
[Deluca] It's not hers, Chief.
That piece in the box does not belong to Grace Poe.
Runnin' low on lager.
Swear I saw a case in the back.
Thank you, ma'am.
Ma'am?
Madame, I appreciate it.
I said, I saw another case.
- Not that I'd bring it over. - What? It's loud in here.
Uh, I'll probably hear you better when you get back with the lager.
Mm-hmm.
Ah, shit, it's the buck-a-beer brigade. What can I do for you ladies?
Something wrong with watching our purses in this economy?
You convinced me. I'm putting the good stuff on special just for you.
There we go. Money's coming real soon.
Just get us a couple of margaritas on the rocks, salt on the rims
and keep 'em coming. We're gonna be sitting right over there. Thank you.
Alright.
Okay. Ready.
It's a micro-transmitter.
Do I have to click it on?
No, it's sound activated.
Speaking in my normal voice.
Now I'm whispering like I'm leaning in close to tell a secret.
You want to go through it?
No, I got this.
- [band playing] - [overlapping chatter]
[distant chatter]
[to self] Oh, Vic, where are you?
Hey, Chief. There's a fresh pot.
Everything okay?
Yeah. Everything's good.
Trying to quit. I know if I go outside I'll just totally cave.
[Bolt] Trust me, I feel your pain.
The thing I miss most isn't the taste of it or even the nicotine.
What I miss most is it's the only time I actually took a deep breath.
So, what did you do after you quit?
I had to teach myself how to breath again.
Have a good night, officer.
'Night, Chief.
[loud rock music]
- [music stops] - [crowd cheers]
[phone swishes]
I swear to sweet Jesus,
nobody talked about that woman when she walked on the earth.
Now, Sue Herlitz is on everyone's lips like Carmex.
Ew. I am definitely gonna need another drink to wipe that image off my brain.
Some of the women are talking about taking self-defense
and how not to be a victim classes so they don't end up like her.
Or the woman from the Main Street Bar, uh...
Chloe.
Chloe, exactly.
Can we talk about living people, like maybe us?
All right.
I thought you said you hadn't gotten paid yet.
These are not royalties.
This man at the gas company wants me to talk to people
about signing contracts with Landwill.
Oh, no. You're not gonna buy me that easy. Mm-mm.
Right now, this is just our drinkin' money.
No strings attached.
The guy paid me $1,000 to talk to my friends about signing up.
And whether they do or they don't, doesn't matter.
Uh-huh.
So, Bethany, I went into business with Landwill and so far, so good.
What are you doing?
Technically, I'm talking to my friend about Landwill. So...
I'm doing my job. And you're helping me.
I'm not gonna sign anything, Grace.
You don't have to sign anything. Just take the money.
Thank you!
- There you go. - Here you go.
Hey, big spender!
And can you tell Mr. Snarly back there
to be a little more generous with the tequila.
Tricky mission, but I'll do my best.
I got chickens, Grace. I don't want chickens with three heads.
It's not gonna happen.
What if it does?
You can buy them three really expensive hats.
[chuckles]
Dennis? What the fuck?
An arrest has been made in connection with the Buell homicide of a young woman.
Police say a bullet at the scene matches a weapon belonging to the suspect.
And we have other breaking news tonight. You are seeing this only on First on 5.
This is a cell phone video of an altercation that happened
shortly before the homicide of Fayette County District Attorney Sue Herlitz...
'Cause karma can be a mother [bleeps]... Are you recording me?
[Sue] Yes, Grace...
[reporter on TV] ...and may involve a person of interest in that case.
[patrons murmuring]
[copy machine running]
[gasps]
Amelia! Me asustaste. Es que no me fije la hora.
No te preocupas. Ya me voy a casa. Disculpe.
[sighs]
[copy machine running]
- [overlapping chatter] - [band playing punk music]
[girl moaning]
Whoa.
What are you doin' there...
[gasps]
I can't do the soft cheeses anymore.
If I eat a soft cheese, the next day is like the gout Olympics.
I'm a capicola guy.
Just need a clear path to the bathroom for the next 12 hours.
Eat a half pound of capicola and put a diaper on.
We gonna talk intestinal health or we gonna play some poker.
He's right, he's right. Ante up, ladies.
- Five card all? - Mm-hmm.
Here we go.
[door opens]
[Fisher] Deal me in.
All right, bring him in.
Where's Vic?
How the fuck should I know? Am I my brother's keeper?
[chuckles]
No, but if you were wearing white pajamas and carrying a bucket of honey
you could pass for a beekeeper.
[all laugh]
Five cards, ante up.
- Here we go. - Yep.
Harris, you good?
Uh-huh.
All good.
It's gonna be a good night, fellas.
[indistinct chatter]
[closing theme]
[Angela] Next on American Rust: Broken Justice.
Have either of you seen Vic? He didn't come home last night.
You want my gun so bad? I didn't kill Sue.
Why don't you find out who did?
[Lee] Since when are you interested in joining the Army?
[Billy] It's something I have to do.
I could help you if it's about money for college.
Don't let that big brain of yours go to waste.
[Harris] Walker never showed.
Find him. Get the lighter. I set this whole thing up.